Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 1852 The bully and the scum of a high-cold student (41)

   And Xia Hanyang kicked the chair angrily.

   "Can you drive? Is the car disabled? Are you worthy of my car if you drive it like this?"

  The driver tremblingly said, "Young master, this road is a bit difficult."

  Xia Hanyang's face was so dark that he could scare a child into tears.

   "Is it difficult to walk? How difficult is it to walk? Is it difficult for you to go down and push the cart?"

  The driver immediately said: "I will speed up now."

  Xia Hanyang said it was true to let him go down to push the cart.

  Xia Hanyang was rubbing the paper crane in his hand, and wanted to tear it up several times, but he was unwilling.

  But looking at it, I feel tightness in my chest, like being aggrieved by being poured with cement, so bored that I want to jump, hit people, and smash things.

   This is the first time I have been teased.

   It's all his teasing,

  Xia Hanyang looked out of the window with gloomy eyes, thinking he couldn't find you after school?

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

   Know the home address and come.

  But Bai Weiwei's admission file is too simple, not even a mobile phone number.

   But I did not see Harley Quinn holding a mobile phone.

   But not even a home phone.

   Impossible, she must have deliberately not written it.

  Are you afraid that he will call her?

  Xia Hanyang snorted coldly, she must have never thought that he would directly kill him.

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

   "Drive faster."

  Driver: "Okay, okay."

  In this kind of alley, the driver is about to cry.

  Because the car was scratched.

   More importantly, for fear of hitting someone to death.

   Finally came to the downstairs of the address.

  Xia Hanyang woke up belatedly. He looked at the scenery outside the window.

  The dilapidated street lights flickering, the muddy roads, and the old buildings that look like the last century.

  Looking at the place like a dangerous building.

  Xia Hanyang's face darkened, and his voice was so cold that it made one's scalp tingle.

   "What the **** kind of place is this?"

  Bai Weiwei wouldn't just fill in an address to fool people.

   Is this where people live?

  The driver wiped the sweat from his back and said, "Young master, this place is dirty, why don't we go."

  Xia Hanyang stared at the dangerous building, at the few electric lights.

   Not many people live there, but there are also people living there.

   Harley Quinn lives on the fifth floor?

  Suddenly he saw a drunk man stumbling into the building.

  The smell of alcohol made Xia Hanyang frowned with nausea.

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

   Who are these people living here?

  Xia Hanyang doesn't quite believe that Bai Weiwei lives here.

   But he couldn't help walking forward.

  Expensive handmade custom shoes, stepping on muddy roads, are too dirty to look at.

  Xia Hanyang looked indifferent.

  The driver was afraid that something might happen to him, so he immediately followed him.

  The housekeeper, driver, and bodyguard who can follow Xia Hanyang are all specially selected.

  Skills are very good.

   After all, what Xia Hanyang did was too disgusting, Mr. Xia worried every day when his grandson would be beaten with a cloth bag.

  So everyone around Xia Hanyang knows kung fu.

  It is to prevent Xia Hanyang from being beaten to death when he bullies men and women.

  The old man in the family also broke his heart because of his unfilial sons and grandchildren.

  Xia Hanyang saw the dangerous building without an elevator, finally gritted his teeth and said, "What the **** kind of place is this? Why is there such a poor place?"

  The driver behind smiled wryly, "Young master, there are quite a lot of places like this, and the rent is also the cheapest, but it is also very dangerous. It is a poor area in the city."

  Of course, the normal name cannot be a slum area.

   This is the name of the local people.

  (end of this chapter)