818: C818 Watching the Show

C818 Watching the Show

Now it seems I still have to do my own thing, or else there's this kind of difficulty right now.0

There weren't many people on the sidewalk. It was time for work. Most of them were retired old people and some of them were children who hadn't gone to school yet.

Bai Youyou slowly turned around and suddenly saw a middle-aged woman wearing revealing clothes pulling with a man on the street.

The woman's figure was very good, and she was also wearing a black short skirt in the cold autumn. One could not tell her age just by looking at her back, but one could see her face clearly.

Even with a thick layer of cosmetics covering her, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and the traces left behind by the passage of time could not cover her.

Bai Youyou sized up the surrounding environment. In fact, she was not very satisfied with this high-end community because although this place was strictly guarded, it was a relatively old street not far away from the community.

Going in was the famous village in the city. There were all kinds of people there. It was not strange for anything to happen. The police had even found many fugitives who had been on the run for many years.

However, the security guards at the entrance of the community gave Bai Youyou a sense of security. At least, she felt at ease.

The woman was still pulling. There were already a few old men carrying woven bags by the side who were watching and pointing at her.

Bai Youyou did not want to look too much, but she caught a glimpse of a familiar person in the crowd.

Yan Wu.

Yan Wu was still wearing his blue and white school uniform, and his school bag, which had been broken in the hospital, was still fine. He was carrying it, and it was sewn up again.

His school uniform was very dirty, and there were grey footprints on it. At a glance, it was shocking, and the child's face was purple. However, the coldness in his eyes was shocking.

The others did not seem to notice him. He stood behind the crowd and stared at the middle-aged woman.

"Give me the money!" The woman shouted crazily. Her hair was messy. She pulled on the man's clothes and half of her red nails were broken.

The man was surrounded by people and his face was filled with embarrassment. His face was red and he wanted to shake the woman off. However, the woman grabbed him tightly and did not shake him off many times.

"You didn't even give me money after killing him. What are you doing out here?"

The woman was afraid that others would not hear her, so she shouted loudly. The person who guided her by the side was even louder, whispering to each other. She must have said something cold.

It was nothing more than saying that women were shameless, and men were too much.

Men took it. He could not take it. His skin was not as thick as a woman's. He slapped the woman's face backhanded, knocking her to the ground.

No matter what, the woman's strength could not be compared to a man's.

"Pay up! You broke me!"

The woman sat on the ground and covered her face with one hand. She said that she broke him, but her voice was full of energy. She raised her hand to grab the man's clothes and pants again.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly dodged. He pushed aside the crowd and left as if he was running away.

The woman quickly got up and glared at the people around her: "What are you looking at? Free snacks? Pay up! "

The crowd dispersed. When the woman saw Yan Wu still standing there, she gritted her teeth and walked over. She slapped his face and cursed. "You bastard, didn't you see your mother get beaten up? Standing here as a statue? What's the use of me giving birth to you! "

After scolding him, he still couldn't vent his anger. He raised his leg and kicked Yan Wu. She wore high heels and did not restrain her strength at all. She kicked him one after another, as if she was venting her anger.

Yan Wu stood where he was and allowed her to hit and scold him.

When the woman finished venting her anger and walked back to the shoddy hair salon on the side of the street, he was still standing where he was. He really looked like a statue.

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