However, even this kind of uncivilized half-animal still has Asian women who are not well-informed in the world or small foot basin. There is no other reason, just because they carry the citizenship ID cards of these advanced societies in developed countries.
and their savage and strong bodies.
White people who have truly stayed in Western society for a long time and understand the instinctive behavior of these black animals either treat them as pigs and dogs, or stay away from them. But this does not mean that there are no capable people in black society, but they are extremely
Less. Can civilized black people who are capable, cultivated and cultured? Even less! Overall, their IQ is inferior.
In the explosive rock song, Qianjun was like a paradise, slowly drinking his own wine, although the bottle had already reached the bottom.
The Northeast Asian girl who had been paying attention to him for a long time finally couldn't help but come to Qianjun with her glass. While helping Qianjun pour wine carefully, she smiled gently: "I'm asking for this glass of wine.
Yours. I come from the foot basin, sir, where are you from?"
"My motherland is in the Republic." Qianjun shrugged his shoulders and replied with a smile.
"Is that so?!" The girl's eyes lit up, and she was happy because Qianjun was willing to talk to her: "My name is Muzi. I am studying at the University of London. Are you the same as me?"
"No." Qianjun shook his head: "My surname is Fu, you can call me Mr. Fu. I came here to find a friend. By the way, his name is Anderson. I heard that he always comes here to play. You
Do you know him?"
"Anderson?" A panic flashed in the eyes of the little beauty Muzi, and asked timidly: "You... are friends with him?"
Qianjun shook his head: "No, I just want to find him."
"Oh!" I heard that it was not, Muzi's expression finally looked better. She looked at Qianjun and said softly: "I know Anderson, but I don't have a good impression of him. Because he always has no idea about him.
Civilized people deal with each other." After saying that, he looked at Qianjun again, and wanted to speak but stopped.
Uncivilized people? Of course, Anderson is indeed not very civilized. He is always with a group of mafia members and has a close relationship with Mexican drug dealers. He has not done much good things in the University of London, so Muzi doesn't like it
It's also natural.
Qianjun nodded to express his understanding. Although Anderson is the charity spokesperson of the Freemasons and has always been the image of a philanthropist. According to investigation, this guy has always been very arrogant in school. Compared with the so-called philanthropist who seeks fame, Anderson is arrogant in school.
This gives alumni a deeper experience.
"Don't worry, he and I are not in the same group. I'm looking for him, just wanting to investigate some things."
"Well... that's good. He usually appears at 8:30 pm. You can see him in a while..." Mu Zi smiled sweetly, and then helped Qianjun with a glass of wine.
There was a seat in front of the bar and said, "Mr. Fu, are you free? Let's come to the bar and chat!"
Qianjun was about to get up and follow Muzi to the bar when he suddenly heard a rude voice shouting: "Fakeyou, the yellow pig goes away, how dare you come to tease our bar queen? Are you looking for death?!"
Qianjun and Muzi quickly turned their heads, and among the large group of people who had just walked in, a very tall black ghost came over, raised his middle finger at Qianjun, and shouted and cursed: "Yellow-skinned pig,
Go back to your dirty land. This is Great Britain, and the women here do not have your share."
After saying that, he ignored Qianjun, turned his eyes to Muzi, shrugged his shoulders humorously, and said with a smile: "My dear Miss Muzi, you have become beautiful again after not seeing you for a few days! How about it? Abandon this yellow skin
Do you want the pig to come into my arms? My friends and I will let you enjoy the fun that the yellow pig cannot give you."
As soon as the nigger's words fell, they immediately caused ambiguous ridicule from their friends around them, which made Muzi's pretty face turn red.
These people do not take Asians seriously. It is difficult for Asians to unite when wandering abroad. What's more, because the European and American powers have interfered with them. The three most powerful countries in Northeast Asia have always been difficult to unite or even be enemies of each other.
This added the confidence of these niggers and whites in front of Asians.
And compared with Southeast Asia, these niggers from developed countries prefer to find trouble for Northeast Asians who have become the richest in the world. Yes! It is because of jealousy. They are jealous of the prosperity of Northeast Asia, the prosperity of Northeast Asia, and the Northeast.
Asians are the world's most IQ. If the three developed countries in Northeast Asia argue with each other, they will be even happier.
Look, even if you have a high IQ, you are still playing around with them, such black people.
This nigger is very arrogant and completely treats Qianjun and others as air. If the East Asians who are wandering outside dare to resist for half a word, they don’t mind making East Asians into tricks and throwing them into the sewer. Anyway, they have done a lot of this.
The so-called law is simply bullshit in their eyes.
What's more, there is no death penalty in Great Britain, so it doesn't matter if they kill people.
Qianjun laughed: "She and I are friends." His subtext is that the niggers should not disturb him.
"Stop talking stupid, are you worthy of being friends with her? Look at your own identity." The nigger shouted loudly, pointing at Qianjun's nose and cursing: "It is your honor to come to Great Britain to study, and you don't learn it.
If you clamp your tail and act as a human being, you are arrogant. You are seeking death!”
The black ghost spoke loudly, but after that, he actually reached out to chase Qianjun's neck. Qianjun's neck tilted and pushed the black ghost hard: "Put the key points."
The black ghost was unable to defend against Qianjun's strength, so he was pushed back three or five steps before he stood firm. He raised his head and roared: "Damn the yellow pig, do you dare to take action first? Seeking death!"
The iron stool in the bar hit Qianjun. Qianjun twisted his body and barely avoided the chair. The black ghost roared and wanted to pounce on Qianjun, but was pulled by a white man: "Hey, Paul, don't play."
Death this guy, or we won't have fun at night!"
The nigger Paul calmed down and looked at Qianjun angrily without saying anything.