The ghost of the painted skin is not afraid at all.

After all, the irritable boss was sitting next to him.

She knew that her boss was very protective of her, and she could bully her employees, but no one else could bully her.

I calmly ate a bite of skewers.

The painted ghost took another sip of the drink.

"Are you bad-minded? I've said so clearly. Isn't this the reason to hit your son?"

The strong man rushed over, pointed at the painted ghost with a chair, and glared.

"You fucking say it again!"

The two girls at the same table stood up one after another.

He looked at the strong man in horror, then looked at the painted ghost again, and found that the painted ghost did not take it seriously at all.

The painter disdained and ignored it at all, making an international joke.

With such a boss, I have seen all kinds of dangerous things, and I don’t take this kind of shrimp crawler seriously at all.

After eating, the painted ghost licked the spicy oil on his mouth and waved to Wang Han with a beacon.

"Boss, I want to drink that sour plum soup!"

Wang Han ate the skewers and handed over the sour plum soup.

There are many people eating.

The movement here has also attracted many people's observations.

After seeing the strong man rushing over, everyone's eyes were filled with their eyes.

But I found that the two men didn't seem to take this strong man seriously at all.

With so many people watching, the strong man looked at him and he didn't want to be arrogant, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

He picked up the chair and smashed it down on the table, trying to knock over the food of Wang Han and Huapi Gui.

Wang Han raised his legs and picked the table aside.

The strong man's chair was smashed to nothing.

Immediately stunned.

Obviously I didn't expect to be avoided.

The painted skin stood up in anger.

"Hey! Are you still unreasonable? Your son is so old, yelling in public places. Is it okay to have some quality?"

The strong man raised the chair in his hand and pointed at the painted ghost.

"My truth is the truth! Other people's truth doesn't count!"

The little boy stood up, "You said this is a public place. What's wrong with my son's argument? Can you make you so angry?"

The ghost of the painting skin is banging upwards.

Put your hands on your hips, "Then what happened to your son lifting the girl's skirt? Are there any tutors?"

"I look down on you when I lift your skirt. If you hit my son, I will never end up with you!"

Many people who were having dinner took out their phones and wanted to shoot videos.

The woman snatched her phone and smashed it directly, "You are taking pictures of your mother! Don't take pictures of my son's face! Otherwise I will kill your whole family!"

The little boy wiped his tears. As the saying goes, the little boy ran up and pulled the ghost-painted skirt off.

The ghost of the painted skin is in flames.

He bent down and slapped his mouth.

This slap was extremely strong.

He beat the little boy directly and flew out.

The little boy fucked up and wanted to fight with the painted ghost.

Although the combat power of the painted ghost is nothing in Wang Han's level.

But if you put it in ordinary people, it is easy to put it in a few casually.

He threw the woman to the ground with a fall over her shoulder. She felt that she had not fully vented her anger. The painted ghost gave the woman a set of punches with the word "Sun" on her face.

The woman's nose bridge was broken on the spot.

A tattooed strong man raised his chair and smashed it.

The ghost of the painted skin flashed and hid.

He barely avoided the attack.

As soon as he turned to the strong man's back, he stepped on the strong man's legs.

The strong man staggered and knelt down on one knee.

The painter picked up a bottle of wine and pointed it at the strong man's head.

Blood flowed down with the wine.

The first time the ghost of the painting experiences why Wang Han always likes to fight, it’s so exciting.

Beating such a person can not only vent his anger, but also eliminate harm to the people, and there is no psychological burden at all.

Feeling uncomfortable.

The painted ghost picked up the chair in the strong man's hand and smashed it at the strong man.

The little boy was so scared that he cried.

The painted ghost shook his hair and pointed at the little boy with the blood-stained chair in his hand, "Cry again! I will hit you if I cry again! Shut up!"

The little boy was so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands and his body twitched. Today he was a good lesson for the little pussy.

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly came.

An old lady came over and hugged the little boy.

Turning his head and looking at the painted ghost.

"What's wrong with you little girl? What do you do to scare a child?"

The painted ghost threw the chair, "If his parents don't educate him well, I'll help educate him!"

"He's just a child!"

The painted ghost was immediately angry and laughed when he heard this kind of remarks from the Chinese dictionary.

"He is five or six years old, not young anymore. If you don't educate me, I don't know what I will be like in the future!"

The aunt hugged the little boy and wiped her tears.

He turned his head and scolded the ghost, "How do you say, little girl? Is it necessary to be like this in a big deal? Do you know how much harm you will cause to your child's future life today?

The child is just a playful and curious, so he lifted your skirt and took a look. When he looked at you, he would not lose a piece of meat. If you go up and disagree, you will start. Look, it scares the child. This will have a psychological shadow on his future life! Are you responsible for you?"

The painted ghost was choked directly.

I can't be fucked directly.

Turning his head and looking at Wang Han.

After all, when she encounters this kind of old pussy with a flood of Virgin’s heart, she is still too young, so she still has to find a hooligan among rogues like Wang Han to deal with it.

Wang Han peeled the edamame and threw it into his mouth and ate it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, aunt, why don't you lift your skirt up and let this kid see it?"

The aunt immediately raised her eyebrows and pointed at Wang Han, "How can you say something shameless!"

"I won't lose two taels of meat after watching it. What are you concerned about with a child? Do you know how much impact you will have on his future if you don't show it to him today? How much trouble will it cause to his future life? Are you responsible?"

The aunt was choked directly.

Those who defeat magic are always magic.

The aunt once again brought out classic remarks, "But is this the reason for you to beat people? He is just a child!"

Wang Han clapped his hands.

"Auntie, I can see that there is a holy light on you. The quarrel with me, a secular mortal, is really detrimental to your personality. You shouldn't reason with me here.

You can take a plane to Roma da Vinci Square, then take subway line A to get off at ottovianosanpietro Station and follow the crowds. I think you are a cultural person and should be literate. You can also follow the signs on the side of the road and follow the signs on the 'sbasilica on the sign.

In almost fifteen minutes, you can go to St. Peter's Square, and then follow the queues on the square to queue. There are many people in the peak season and you are of high quality and you will definitely not be able to go to the line. You may have to queue for about an hour. After you arrive, you can go directly to St. Peter's Basilica, which is free of charge.
Chapter completed!