Chapter 297 Social Garbage Dad Irritable Online 52
Chapter 297 Social Trash Dad Is Angry Online 52
On the dining table, the circular floor-to-ceiling windows bring a large view of the restaurant, while the rest of the place is covered by the wall.
The diamond-shaped pattern imprints a light shadow on the table.
Fuchen sat at the table, holding a spoon and eating calmly.
Mr. Qi stared at Fuchen, "What's wrong with your face?"
The marks are too obvious, and there are also finger prints.
Fuchen's expression remained as usual and he put food in his mouth. "I was slapped in the face."
Mr. Qi glanced at Qi Yuan with the intention of admonishing him.
The slap mark was so big that half of Fuchen's face was red.
"Want to help?" Mr. Qi asked.
"No need." Fuchen was chewing rice and his eyes fell on the table casually, "I beat him too."
"You will follow Qi Yuan from now on——"
"No need. It can be solved." Fuchen lowered his head and continued to eat, "It's not just once or twice that we fight over the top."
Qi Yuan snorted, "You won't be robbed by a senior, right?"
Mr. Qi looked at Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan immediately said, "There are always students from other schools coming to rob. There are fifth and sixth grade students, junior high school students, and high school students. They know that we have money..."
Fuchen lowered his head and ate his food. When the food was empty, he got off the table and said, "I'm full."
Qi Yuan turned around, "Hey! You call me brother! I'll help you!"
Fuchen went up the stairs without looking back, "Can you call the people who hit me on the head before?"
Qi Yuan shut his mouth instantly and turned back to eat in silence.
When he went out the next morning, Mr. Qi stopped Fuchen and said, "Here are five hundred. Stop being bullied. If not, please ask the seniors for help, or call Qi Yuan."
Fuchen stood still.
Mr. Qi lowered his head and said cautiously, "You know, you can ask me for help."
Fuchen had no expression on his face, took the money and left.
From your new home, you can take a small road. It only takes about half an hour to pass through two high-end residential areas and enter and exit through a small door.
It's also very safe.
Mr. Qi said hello and I can borrow the bank.
If we take the main road, we can only take the family car. It only takes twenty minutes.
This morning, Qi Yuan also followed, walking along the path.
After walking into the community, the strange floating dust led to the courtyard of the building. The trees blocked it and the camera could not see it.
Fuchen turned around and stared at Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan was confused, "What's wrong?"
Fuchen dropped his schoolbag and rushed over.
A series of movements on the belly, legs, back, and neck below the navel directly knocked the person down. Fuchen grabbed Qi Yuan's hair and said, "Don't follow me."
Qi Yuan held his stomach and couldn't help but gasp, the pain was unbearable.
Fuchen put his bag on his back and continued on his way without expression.
After a long time, Qi Yuan stood up and walked silently.
This time, he couldn't see the dust.
After school in the afternoon, Fuchen walked to the community.
"Hey! You!" Someone shouted in the alley.
Fuchen didn't even raise his head and continued on his way.
The short board looks only a little taller than the schoolbag.
"I'm talking to you." The people in the alley rushed out, grabbed the dust and dragged it into the alley.
Fuchen was still in a daze, looking at the three big brothers with red, green and yellow hair in confusion.
"Do you have money? Smoking for my brothers." The red-haired man held his head up, as if his head was tilted. He looked down at her with one eye, holding a cigarette in his mouth and exhaling.
I was really robbed.
Fuchen had no expression on his face as he took off his schoolbag and dug out something.
Hongmao immediately went to pull the schoolbag without pulling it, and looked down at Fuchen.
Fuchen raised his head, stared up at him, with a faint smile in his eyes, and held his hand in his schoolbag.
The next moment, a cold light appeared and stabbed towards the opponent's stomach.
Hongmao was stabbed and took two steps back, clutching his stomach.
Next to them, Green Mao and Huang Mao were shocked. When they saw Fuchen take out a stone from his schoolbag, they kicked Fuchen with their feet.
Fuchen was hit in the foot, but he didn't stop his leg from kicking him on the shoulder. He fell backward and hit the wall.
At the entrance of the alley, Lu Youming hit people on the head with a stick, killing one of them in an instant. The remaining green man was fighting with him, and his hands were pulled, kicked in the stomach, and hit on the back.
Fuchen touched his shoulders and watched coldly as Lu Youming beat someone, his ferocious look left a deep impression on his memory.
Lu Youming let go and the three of them crawled away.
There was still a pool of blood on the ground.
Lu Youming glanced at Fuchen, "Have you learned how to use a knife at a young age?"
Fuchen had no expression on his face, "I prepared it for you."
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yaojin was killed.
She restrained herself from dealing with the little bastard, avoiding her internal organs. The man also stepped back and only made an opening, not deep.
After some disinfection and anti-inflammatory work, you can get stitches. It is best to get a tetanus shot.
"If you use a knife casually, someone will die. So cruel?" Lu Youming raised his hand and slapped him across the face.
Fuchen staggered and hit the wall again.
Both sides of the face were equally red.
"You are not allowed to use a knife from now on. Once you see him, he will be beaten once." Lu Youming took out the wine from his clothes and poured it on the blood. He took out the match, "Cracked" and threw it on the ground.
The flame carries the liquid and burns it.
Fuchen stared at the flames with cold eyes.
"It's good to do a good job of self-defense when you go out." Lu Youming said lightly and went to take out his schoolbag, "But you should also be careful, a person can easily be targeted by ghosts."
Taking out five hundred yuan from his schoolbag, he snorted, "It's stupid to put all your wealth in one place and then take it out."
Fuchen watched Lu Youming put the money into his pocket.
"You should just follow your adoptive father. With your intelligence, stupidity and bravery, you will be beaten to death sooner or later."
Fuchen lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "Uncle, he is very good."
Lu Youming paused and said, "Uncle? No wonder you only have five hundred yuan." He took out a cigarette and lit a fire, "I have become a dog and can't even bark. Sooner or later, I will be disliked by my master."
There was only a small flame on the ground licking the flammable liquid around the edges.
The blood on the ground turned gray-black.
The smoke is choking.
Fuchen lowered his head, "What on earth do you want to do?"
Lu Youming spoke in a lazy voice, chewing on a cigarette, "Of course I want money. Hey, you have to compensate me for my losses in the past five years."
"I sold you for 10,000 yuan! Ten thousand yuan is equivalent to two houses."
"Now, what happened to me? Isn't it worth more than ten or two hundred thousand?"
Fuchen lowered his head, listening to his noise, with tears in his eyes.
"You have to remember, I am your father." Lu Youming shook his finger and pointed at Fuchen Education, "It is only natural for a daughter to be filial to me."
Everything can be completely separated.
Fuchen shed tears silently, but his voice was very calm, "There is no blood relationship."
Some things have been made clear.
"I have raised you for five years." Lu Youming emphasized.
Fuchen raised his head, squinted his eyes and sneered, "Heh, Baijia rice is not bad."
"Then, I am your father too." Lu Youming said while holding a cigarette and narrowing his eyes.
Fuchen said nothing. He took a deep breath.
Everything feels very quiet.
Silently, he carried his schoolbag and left.
Fuchen sat at the back door of the community, lowering his head and pulling weeds.
Not far away is my new home. It's a very big house.
This is the family that I would want to be reincarnated from the very beginning if I had the choice.
Fuchen lowered his head and silently cleared the grass in front of him.
Take your time and watch. There will be a reversal.
