The Female Cannon Fodder Is Highly Poisonous

After Ruan Tang finished cursing, the girl was visibly startled.

At this time, Wen Yu said again: "Tangtang, what you said is wrong, such a lowly thing, a dog that encourages everyone to come, how can it be worthy of the word 'human'."

Ruan Tang was not convinced: "Calling it a beast is also an insult to a beast!"

After saying that, Ruan Tang clearly saw that the blood on the girl's face had completely faded, and her face was as white as a ghost.

Then, as if his legs were weak, he leaned directly on the middle-aged woman next to him.

After scolding someone who was obviously stupid and bad, Ruan Tang looked at the others: "If I remember correctly, we haven't been in contact for more than ten years. At the time, my grandparents were sick, my parents were unemployed, and my family couldn't afford the medical expenses. I When you came to borrow money, you made it clear that you have nothing to do with each other, and you won't have any contacts in the future..."

She looked at a group of people who were clearly guilty, and sneered, "When my grandfather passed away from a serious illness, I made a vow when I was less than eight years old. In the future, no matter whether I am poor or prosperous, I will never recognize ruthless, ruthless, cold-blooded and ruthless." The animal is a relative, I remember the things, you will not forget, right?"

An old man in front of him blushed with shame, his lips moved a few times, but he didn't say anything apologetic.

Ruan Tang showed a sarcastic smile, and looked at the other person: "If your memory and IQ are so low that you can't even remember what you have done, then I really have to sympathize with you."

"With brains like yours, you still have the face to live in this world, have the face to get married and have children, and imagine that your stupid offspring will be able to succeed..."

Seeing a group of people blushing with shame and anger, Ruan Tang slowed down his tone again, with a smile on his face: "Of course, I'm exaggerating, it should be that people like you can form a family, and it's a hit. Destined, after all, it's not that one family doesn't enter the house, the useless garbage makes a pair, and a few small garbage are born..."

Ruan Tang took a step forward without fear in the eyes of the people around him who wanted to eat people.

Wen Yu was almost in sync with Ruan Tang, standing behind Ruan Tang all the time, looking around defensively with stern eyes, protecting Ruan Tang at all times.

Ruan Tang looked at the girl at the beginning again, and slowly said: "The little trash has completely inherited the dirty behavior of the old trash, either they kill themselves, or the society teaches them to be educated and selfish to poach other people's homes A bastard who gets rich in the grave and becomes a human being...I'm looking forward to it, who will enter the prison, the old trash or the small trash, and who will be mutilated by people who are more trash than them, and life is better than death."

Wen Yu was like the roundworm in Ruan Tang's stomach. At this time, he said something surprising: "Did you miss something? The garbage has been disposed of. Why don't we buy fireworks to celebrate."

Ruan Tang was startled, took a deep look at Wen Yu, and then smiled happily: "That's right, I have to buy big fireworks, and I also want to sing to celebrate."

Wen Yu: "The day when the trash disappears, let's sing about the day!"

Ruan Tang: "Then I want the best mic, otherwise it will affect my performance."

Wen Yu couldn't help rubbing Ruan Tang's hair, shook his head helplessly, and said with a fond smile, "Okay. Let's buy the best."

Men, women, old and young trash: "..."

Just like petrification.

A second ago, he was so scolded that he was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to kill people, but he was useless and incompetent, greedy for life and afraid of death, and dared not do it.

In the next second, he was caught off guard and showed another expression of affection.

Dumbfounded.

Ruan Tang felt that she should write a book called "Self-Cultivation of Garbage", and then give it to these people for free, so that they can have a clearer and more intuitive understanding of themselves!

This is fucking candy.

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