1986: C1986 Smart Little Brother

C1986 Smart Little Brother

"Whaa, you're a good cabbage. Fuck, why don't you know your own limitations? You're only a poor loser, yet you're still pretending in front of us."

That Caucasian man was really unhappy. What kind of sh * t was Zhang Xiaofann? He was clearly just a pig, and he was still stuffing cabbage into his mouth.

"Do you think I'm a good cabbage? Ask him about her?"

Zhang Xiaofann looked at Shen Xiurong with confidence, only to see Shen Xiurong holding Zhang Xiaofann's arm, genially sticking to Zhang Xiaofann's arm. That intimate action simply made people jealous and envious.

"He's right, he's a cabbage and I'm a pig. I want to give him a baby pig."

Shen Xiurong happily said these words. She felt really blessed, those white people heard him and almost vomited. What was going on in this world?

They couldn't even find a girlfriend. How could they possibly live in poor loser like Zhang Xiaofann, when there was still such a good girl who wanted to help him turn into a pig?

"Beautiful girl, are you in a hurry? Why don't you look at me? I'm so outstanding, an elite on Wall Street …"

He thought about how the young farmer would fall in love, and he was especially happy when he thought about how the young farmer would fall in love. Why was it necessary for him to make the young farmer, a poor loser, lose everything in front of them?

"Not as good as a pig." The white elite spoke so much, but Shen Xiurong only replied with a sentence that was worse than a pig. It was all over, the elites on Wall Street were about to faint.

"What? I'm not even as good as a pig …"

As the elites on Wall Street finished speaking, a few of them burst out in laughter. This made the elites on Wall Street feel utterly humiliated. The truth exploded, killing an ox with a single punch.

"Haha, you're not as good as a pig."

"You f * cker little peasant, look at me. I'm not as good as you." The elites from Wall Street disguised themselves and grabbed Zhang Xiaofann's clothes, threatening him.

Zhang Xiaofann frowned, he raised his hand and slapped the face of the elite on the Wall Street, causing the elite on the Wall Street to retreat a few steps.

"Just because my fist is tougher than yours." Zhang Xiaofann then said with an arrogant tone, as if he was trying to take revenge. This immediately stunned all the elites on Wall Street.

"You bastard, just you wait. In this era of talent, if you insist on competing with me, then we'll compete with each other. I don't believe that your pair of fists can be compared to my ten or even a hundred pairs of fists."

This was not only because he did not get a good impression in front of a beauty, but it was also a matter of face. How could he accept the fact that an elite of Wall Street could not even match up to a poor loser?

After the elite said that, he took out the phone and dialed a number. Very quickly, the call connected, and after speaking a few words to the other party, he looked at Zhang Xiaofann with confidence.

Zhang Xiaofann laughed faintly, he did not believe that someone as powerful as him, who considered himself to be an elite, could be called such a powerful character, even if he was unable to touch him.

"I'll wait for you …"

Zhang Xiaofann said as he waited by the side. Shen Xiurong was also waiting, since they had time and did not have anything to do, she would just treat it as playing a game with them.

About ten minutes later, the elites of Wall Street had finally been called in. Zhang Xiaofann saw a van with a dozen or so D citizens, led by a man wearing glasses, with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a bit of a boss. Zhang Xiaofann immediately thought of the word mixed blood.

Brother Ji, you came, you are that little farmer, you are clearly a pig, and yet you still say that he is a cabbage, I want to teach him a lesson, he even beat someone up, I feel that a pig like him is not worthy of that good cabbage, I just thought of you, only someone like you can be compatible with a cabbage. The Elite lapped his dog.

The Brother Ji nodded.

"You brat, you really know how to do things. You have such good cabbages, and you still remember me. Good job, I won't bully you anymore."

Brother Ji was a tyrant on the streets, he had bullied the elites on Wall Street many times before, but when he heard this, he slapped the elites on Wall Street lightly with his hands as he spoke to them.

The Walkabout Elites were very happy. This was a great benefit for them. Even though they were called the Elites and had made a lot of money, in reality, they were nothing in the eyes of those powerful people.

That was why he was often bullied by others. Now that he had the words' Brother Ji ', it was equivalent to having a' death-saving gold medal '. He would be able to become a dog of the Brother Ji in the future.

"Thank you, Brother Ji …"

The elites on the Wall Street bowed their heads and bowed. The Brother Ji nodded and turned to look at Zhang Xiaofann, tiring him out.1

"Chinese, interesting, now give me your little sister, call me grandfather, and I will spare your life." After he finished speaking, he waited for Zhang Xiaofann to kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

"What should I call you?"

"Grandpa …"

"Good grandson, just like that."

When Zhang Xiaofann's voice fell, Shen Xiurong burst out laughing, the Brother Ji was so angry that he was about to go mad, this little farmer really did not know life and death, putting on an act in front of such an arrogant person, it seemed that she did not know how strong was, if he did not break out in anger she would let down.

"F * ck, acting tough in front of me. Brothers, hit me." With Brother Ji's order, dozens of people from D Nation began to fight. Furthermore, looking at these people from D Nation's moves, they were clearly practitioners, which meant that these guys frequently trained, and their strength could not be underestimated.

However, this was only for ordinary people. To Zhang Xiaofann, these people were too weak.

"Get out of my way."

Zhang Xiaofann's voice came out, the Tiger Fist struck out, and with a loud bang, the dozen or so people were all sent flying, with no chance of seeing a single shadow. It was simply too miserable.

Brother Ji rubbed his eyes with all his might. He finally understood why a pig like that was qualified to eat cabbages. Her mother, this kind of person was not qualified to have cabbages, who was qualified to have them?

"Pa …"

The elite warriors on the Wall Street were truly stunned. After being slapped in the face by the bespectacled Brother Ji, the elites on the Wall Street could not understand which way was north, south and east.

"Fuck, it's fine if you're looking to die, but why are you pulling me over? Such a powerful king is clearly pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. Are you blind for asking me to come and offend the king?"

When the Brother Ji finished, while the elites on the Wall Street were feeling depressed, he ran past the invincible licking dog.

"Grandpa, grandson was blind to not recognize Mount Tai and offended your celestial sovereign. Please give me a chance, I'll treat you to a meal."

It was definitely no accident that Brother Ji was able to make it to this stage. With just this kind of eyesight, the elites on Wall Street could only say that they had become silly from studying. Such a person was nothing more than a cup of wine, and it would be difficult for them to think of anything.

"Mm, you're not bad, but I don't have time right now. I'll give you a chance in the future when I have time." Zhang Xiaofann said as he asked Shen Xiurong for a name card and threw it to Brother Ji.

"Ms. Shen, chairman of Mortal Space Technology Research Corporation."

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