Chapter 70 It's time to show the power of Zhang's Longevity Fist
With silver hair and a kind face, this old man looks just like any other old man.
The quality of modern young people, especially the younger generation, is actually very high. Almost as soon as an old man comes up to the car door, several young people are ready to stand up.
And when the seat-giving announcement on the bus rang, all the young people on the bus, including the middle-aged people, looked forward, clearly thinking that if the old man came over, they would give up their seats to him.
"When the vehicle starts, please pull up the handrails."
Almost before the car started moving again, a young man sitting in the front seat wearing black-rimmed glasses and carrying a computer bag had already stood up.
Without saying anything, he just stood up silently and gave up his seat.
"Thank you, young man, you sit down, I don't need it, I don't need it." Suddenly he saw what the young man meant, and the old man came up and said no.
"Sit down, uncle, I'm almost there. Just stand for a while." The young man still spoke and gently pushed his black eyes. Maybe it was because he was too tired from work or stayed up late. He was not tall and thin.
The young man's eyes were a little dark, he looked tired, and he was introverted.
"Oh, no, thank you, thank you. Young man, you young people are very tired from work. I just stand for a while. I'm almost there. I'm in good health. You sit down, you sit down."
Looking at this young man, the old man Guo Fugui said with a smile.
It's not that Aaron Kwok is exaggerating, his body has indeed become very strong during this period.
"Master, please sit down~"
"That's it, uncle, please sit down~"
Seeing this, several other passengers nearby also said.
"No, no, no, really no need, young man, please sit down. That's great, sit down, sit down~" Looking at these young people, Uncle Guo said with a smile, and gently pressed the shoulder of the young man with black-rimmed glasses who gave up his seat.
Tell him to sit down and leave him alone.
He glanced at Guo Fugui and saw that he was so determined. He hesitated for a moment. The young man with black-rimmed glasses smiled and shook his head.
Okay, uncle, I'll take the seat then. I'll get off in two stops anyway.
While thinking, the young man sat back gently.
But at this moment, a dark shadow behind the young man passed by, pushed him aside rudely, and then snatched his seat away.
Then, "What are you doing? Where are you sitting?"
The young man with the black frame had just sat halfway down when he felt as if he was sitting on someone's lap, and then the owner of that leg yelled angrily in a very domineering tone.
The young man looked back and saw a sturdy man in black tights with tattoos on his arms already sitting there. His big eyes were glaring at him angrily, as if he wanted to beat someone up.
This voice directly attracted the attention of everyone in the car, and many passengers who were holding on to the armrests turned to look at the tattooed man.
"This, this is my seat." The young man with black-framed glasses, who was tall and powerful, and had a very arrogant and domineering attitude, said with a somewhat weak aura.
"Your seat? What do you mean your seat? If I take it, it's mine!" Seeing the slim figure in the black-rimmed glasses, the other party said loudly, with an expression of indifference on his face.
"Me?" The young man with black-framed glasses was a bit weak and his voice was soft.
Seeing the other person's expression, the tattooed man sneered, stuffed a piece of Yida chewing gum into his mouth, and then turned his head nonchalantly to look out the car window.
"Big man, this is the seat for this young man." The other passengers couldn't stand it anymore.
"That's right, the young man just stood up to give up his seat to the uncle. How could you take someone else's seat?"
"That's right, how could this be possible?"
Not only young passengers, but also individual aunts helped young people speak.
While chewing gum, the tattooed man curled his lips, then without even listening, he took out the earphones from his sports bag and prepared to plug them into his ears.
“Too unqualified~”
"That's right, what's going on with this guy? He looks tall and strong, why is he like this? He's just letting me sit down."
Seeing this scene, some people couldn't help but say.
As soon as the aunt and the other young girl said this, the tattooed man couldn't listen anymore.
"Who are you talking about! Old man!" Looking at the aunt arrogantly, the tattooed man glared and cursed.
"Give me up your seat. The old man said I won't sit down. Didn't you hear me? Stop singing so high-key for me. Aren't you a young man? What the hell do you want me to give up?" Pointing to the young girl who just spoke, tattoo
The man chewed gum and said rudely.
"You!" The aunt and the young girl were extremely angry.
The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal ones, and the horizontal ones are afraid of death.
In this world, sometimes shameless people can live happily, of course, only for a while.
There are naturally a minority of such people, but there are definitely some. For example, there are people who bully honest people aggressively when they disagree with each other, and then stab them with a knife. In the end, they are killed in return. This is not unheard of in the news.
On the other side, Guo Fugui, who was originally very happy, turned a little dark and couldn't stand it anymore.
Especially when he saw the young man with a black frame who had just given up his seat but was snatched away by someone else. Seeing this young man's embarrassment and blushing face, Guo Fugui couldn't stand it anymore.
"Big man, this is the seat for the young man." Guo Fugui said.
However, the big man had already put on his headphones and was chewing gum. He didn't know if he didn't hear it, but he just ignored Guo Fugui.
"Forget it, uncle, I'll be there in two stops." Upon seeing this, the young man with black-rimmed glasses whispered to Guo Fugui. It's better to do less than to do more, not to mention that the other person is tall and strong, and his muscles are clearly visible through the tight sportswear.
It can be seen that especially the arms and chest muscles are more than twice as big as him.
Aaron Kwok gently patted the young man wearing glasses and told him not to worry.
Then, seeing the tattooed man wearing headphones, Aaron Kwok gently patted the tattooed man on the shoulder.
"Big man, big man? This is the seat for the young man." While patting, Guo Fugui said politely with a smile.
The next moment, the tattooed man suddenly took off his headphones and turned to look at Guo Fugui arrogantly.
"Why are you touching me! What are you doing!" the tattooed man yelled angrily.
"Haha, big man, this is the young man's seat. See if you can give it up~" Guo Fugui said as he leaned forward with a smile on his face. He held a cattail leaf fan in one hand and held it on the railing. It was definitely a good word to persuade.
"Why does the old man care about your business? Don't be shameless by relying on your old man!" He glared at Guo Fugui. The tattooed man had a fierce attitude.
"How can you talk like that if you're not a big man?" In all these years, Guo Fugui has never been pointed at and scolded like this, not to mention that the other party is still a young man. He thinks that he is old, but he is not the kind of old fool who relies on his old age.
people.
"Why am I talking? I'm telling you, I'm being polite. If you hadn't seen that you are an old man, what the hell~" As he spoke, the big man with tattoos clenched his fists and held his mouth.
"Old guy~" He looked Guo Fugui up and down, and the big tattooed man cursed and turned his head and ignored Guo Fugui.
I couldn’t stand it anymore. The words were so unpleasant that many people in the car couldn’t stand it anymore. Some people were afraid of causing trouble and didn’t speak up, but some people, especially the young male passengers in the car, were ready to stand up and say some fair words.
But before anyone could say anything, the clay figurine was still angry, not to mention that Guo Fugui had never had a bad word said in his life.
Aaron Kwok, who was insulted one after another, couldn't bear it anymore.
In one move, Guo Fugui ripped off the big man's headphones.
"Who do you think is an old guy? Get up!" Guo Fugui's anger suddenly rose.
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