Chapter 1828： The tyrannical scum of the high cold learning **** (42)

Chapter 1828 The High Cold Learning God of the Blaster (42)

This place is too cheap and too confusing.

Therefore, all kinds of three religions and nine streams may come.

The crime rate is also high.

Xia Hanyang: "Slum?"

He has never been to this place.

So for the first time, I saw a dirty corridor, and even the lights were broken.

It smells bad.

The walls are also aged yellow oil stains.

Various cockroaches have passed from his account.

Xia Hanyang felt that Bai Weiwei could not live in such a place.

How can she live in this place?

The kind of troubles that are being teased in my heart become a kind of uncomfortable discomfort.

This kind of discomfort is worrying?

Xia Hanyang frowned, but my heart is still not sure if the address is wrong.

But they all went upstairs, and he still confirmed it last time.

Xia Hanyang even hopes that Bai Weiwei is the best address.

The sound of the water falls, and Bai Weiwei dumps the water in the shower. The only remaining pieces of clothing are thinner.

Reluctantly take out a pretty old, then wipe your body and get dressed.

The school uniform was washed by the way. She wore a cotton-white dress and went out when she was dressed.

Where did the slippers go?

Bai Weiwei was kneeling under the chair, looking at the chair and trying to find slippers.

Suddenly behind the door came the sound of the door open.

Without a systematic reminder, Bai Weiwei did not respond back at the moment.

Because when the system was in the past, anyone would approach her as soon as anyone approached her.

She is also psychologically prepared.

Although I know the system went to the meeting.

But long habits have created a terrible inertia.

When Bai Weiwei heard the opening sound of the door, he was still dull for a while and did not turn immediately.

And the middle-aged drunken man who stumbled into it.

"Smelly scorpion, lie to me to invest, go to your mother, wait for Laozi to turn over, are you all rubbish?"

Then the drunkard suddenly saw Bai Weiwei lying on the ground.

She had just showered, her hair was black and she fell to her waist.

The tiny drops of water fell on the cotton skirt and leached.

Clearly conservative clothes.

But the thin and beautiful back, or the drunken eyes brightened.

In his eyes, he uttered evil and greedy eyes.

Isn't this the oil bottle of his dead woman?

Yes, he seems to remember something.

The person in the debt collection chased him tightly, and he seemed to have mortgaged Bai Weiwei to them.

Bai Weiwei has just grown up this year. If he sells at this age, he can change his gambling money in addition to debt repayment.

The drunkard remembered this.

Suddenly, I walked over, "The prostitute, anyway, I have to go out and sell it, just pity me, comfort and comfort me."

The drunkard is also the stepfather of Bai Weiwei.

Stumbled to catch Bai Weiwei.

I was thinking about expecting cheap outsiders.

Not as good as he came first, let her be a real woman.

Then sell her to the debt.

Bai Weiwei finally reacted back, thinking quickly, knowing who this guy is.

Then I saw the greedy eyes in his eyes.

She blinked and her eyes were cold and cold.

Even with a gloomy murderous.

Going out to sell?

comfort him?

Who is she? I can basically guess what this guy did.

Repay the debt, or sell her to the old man for gambling.

And this guy is also going to do something to her.

Bai Weiwei is not cold and does not say: "Scum."

The drunkard's footsteps, shaking his heavy head, and so on, she is jealous of him.

How can a child's stepdaughter, who is only a promise, suddenly become tough.

He immediately said evilly: "Trail the oil bottle, rebel against you, dare to marry me."

(End of this chapter)