บท 112: Conflict

Ouyang Lulu rubbed her head and then shouted in rage even before she saw the other’s appearance, “Are you blind or something? You’ve hurt me!!”

The one who bumped into her was a bald shaved, arm tattooed youth. His build was tough and stocky with fiendish looks. Especially coupled with the shining thick gold chain on his neck. A cigarette was clamped on his lips, and his brows were wrinkled. He was obviously in a bad mood.

Upon hearing Ouyang Lulu’s curse, the tall and burly youth stared as he strode forward and kicked Ouyang Lulu’s forehead, causing her to be kicked down to the floor. He even kicked Ouyang Lulu’s waist a few times, followed by his curses as though he was venting his mood, “Fucking bitch, it’s you who is blind. You even dare to blame this father. If you dare to fucking curse with your foul mouth, I’ll sew your lips.”