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Chapter 67 2016.9.4 Encountering Scum

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    ? Yesterday, I had a dream again When my mother and I went to the store, we met a few old scumbags in their fifties. They were fine and we left.  After finishing other things, it was dark, and my mother and I drove back to the store with an uncle. I was driving, it was strange, I felt sleepy and I couldn¡¯t see the road clearly, I couldn¡¯t see anything, it was very dark  , just vague shadows of some people and some cars. I was still half asleep while driving on the road. When I arrived at the door of the store, there was a voice from a machine indicating that I had arrived. I wondered who opened the navigation.  Prompted.  The speed of the car was too fast, and it had been a while since the brakes were over, and then I turned around and turned back. When I turned back, I realized that the headlights were not turned on along the way. I asked why it was so dark, so I quickly turned on the lights, strange!  It was still very dark. I turned on the high beams, but it was useless. I finally reached the door of the store. I squinted my eyes and looked hard at the intersection, and then stopped on the street.

    As I was packing up and getting out of the car, I saw my mother sitting on the tricycle in front of the car through the glass. A group of old scumbags in their fifties appeared behind my mother. One of them (Banu) said that he was beating my mother's rear with his hands.  Head, I got angry on the spot, opened the car door and got off the car and started scolding you tmd*&%£¤@* I rushed to the front, Banu stopped and looked at me, pointing at the sole of my shoe with a reckless face  The tied scissors are all because we let him tie the scissors on the soles of his shoes. I glanced at the scissors. Yes, they are from the store. They should have run to Banu when I met them, and my uncle came down too.  Well, standing on the side, those scumbags in their fifties are following behind Banu. I hate the way those scumbags look at me, and I feel uncomfortable all over!  I clearly asked Banu if he knew why the scissors were still on his feet. He said he didn¡¯t know, and I said that because you stuck them in last time, those old scumbags in their fifties laughed at them until now.  Speaking of Banu, Banu was obviously irritable, but the matter was rushed. Dad came, and he seemed to know a man among those scumbags, and he shook hands with that person and gave up cigarettes to several people.

    It was a heart-stopping thing. I opened the hood to get something out of the car, and saw that those old scumbags hadn¡¯t left. They were standing on the side of the street looking at us and discussing, and then walked to me and picked up my car.  An item I just held in my hand told me to borrow it with a rogue face, and I was about to take it away after I finished speaking. I snatched it back and said that I would not lend it to you, and then other people started grabbing other things.  In the past, there were too many people to rob, but there were too many people to estimate, and some people had already entered the store and started to take things. Some things were moved across the street, and some things were thrown into the trash can. The uncle next to the trash can persuaded the old scumbag  , and was ignored Scum!  A bunch of scum!  Social garbage!  You live like this, do your children and dead parents know it?  !  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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