Chapter 1827： The high cold learning **** of the bully school **** (41)

Chapter 1827 The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (41)

Xia Hanyang has already kicked the chair angrily.

"Will you drive a car, is the car crippled? Is it like you are worthy of my car?"

The driver trembled: "Little son, this road is a bit difficult to go."

Xia Hanyang’s face was so heavy that he could scare the crying child.

“Difficult to go? How difficult is it to go? Is it difficult to go through the cart?”

The driver immediately said, "I will speed up."

Xia Hanyang said that letting him go down the cart is true.

Xia Hanyang was holding the thousand paper cranes in his hand, and he tried to tear it several times. He didn't want it.

But looking at the chest tightness, with the kind of grievances that were filled with cement, boring to want to jump, hit people, pick things up.

This is the first time it has been teased.

It’s all he is tricking people,

Xia Hanyang looked gloomy and looked out the window, thinking that he could not find you after school?

He went directly to the school to retrieve the admission file.

I know that the home address is coming.

However, Bai Weiwei’s admission file is too simple, and there is no mobile phone number.

But I really didn't see the clown woman taking the phone.

But not even a home phone is not there.

Impossible, she must have deliberately not written.

For fear that he would call her?

Xia Hanyang is cold, she must have never thought that he will kill the door directly.

Thinking of this, Xia Hanyang kicked the driver's chair.

"Get on the hurry."

Driver: "Good."

In this alley, the driver is crying.

Because the car is scratched.

More importantly, I am afraid of hitting people.

It’s hard to come downstairs to the address.

After Xia Hanyang knew it, he looked at the scenery outside the window.

Dilapidated streetlights flashed, muddy roads, and old buildings like the last century.

Look at the same place as the dangerous building.

Xia Hanyang's face sank, and the sound was so cold that it made the scalp numb.

"What is this ghost place?"

Bai Weiwei will not just fill in an address to fool people.

Is this the place where people live?

The driver wiped the scared sweat and said: "Little son, this place is dirty, or we still go."

Xia Hanyang stared at the dangerous building and looked at the few lights.

There are not many people living, but some people live.

The clown woman lives on the fifth floor?

Suddenly he saw a stumbling drunkard walking into the building.

That wine, so Xia Hanyang some disgusting frown.

He also drinks, but he can't be so disgusting when he drinks.

Who are these people living here?

Xia Hanyang does not believe that Bai Weiwei lives here.

But his feet couldn't help but walked forward.

Expensive handmade custom shoes, stepping on the muddy road, are too dirty to see.

Xia Hanyang does not care.

The driver was afraid of his accident and immediately followed.

The housekeeper driver bodyguards who can follow Xia Hanyang are specially selected.

The skills are very good.

After all, what Xia Hanyang did was too annoying. Xia Laozi worried about when his grandson was beaten and beaten.

Therefore, people around Xia Hanyang will work hard.

Just to prevent Xia Hanyang from bullying a male tyrant, he will not be beaten to death.

The father of the family is also trying to break the heart for the uncle.

Xia Hanyang saw the dangerous building without elevators, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "What the **** is this place, how can there be such a poor place."

The driver behind him smiled. "Little son, there are quite a lot of places in this place. The rent is also the cheapest, but it is also very dangerous. It is a slum in the city."

Of course, the normal name cannot be a slum.

This is the name of the local people.

(End of this chapter)