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Chapter 65 Drunkard

 "Senior brother, I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Li Ze held his thumbs up with both hands.

“What is it?”

"It's loyal, good friends."

"If you know I won't be stolen for you, would you just complain about your blindness?" Hart shook his head like a tumbler. "I just said I will applaud you, but I didn't say I would cover you with a gun and run away with the princess. I'm not Luigi."

"I didn't say I was Mario!" The more Li Ze said, the less he felt.

Looking at Hart silently, the sissy slutty bag in a pink suit was slapping the golden powder on the sleeves without any matching, and the nine-colored lips were extremely sexy... He remembered what Chamil said in this house again. Chamil said, you are gentle, but gentleness will pay the price. In this world of right and wrong, right and wrong, desire, gentleness will be a great trouble, and you will regret it on the road of gentleness.

But what does this have to do with gentleness?

Li Ze didn't have this kind of thought, but at that moment he couldn't say it. Even if the tyrannosaurus stood in front of him and pressed against his head with his teeth bigger than his whole person, he couldn't say it. Think about what is connected to gentleness in this life? The super beauty in a bikini died under the claws of the Tyrannosaurus to save you, and then you were extremely angry and killed the Tyrannosaurus for unknown reasons... The slim and cold beauty sang a song in front of everyone in order to save your face, and then the beauty was assassinated. You chased the murderer for decades for revenge... That's not gentleness!

How many important people can you have in your life? How many people are so important that you can go through fire and water for them? Can you shoot them lightly with a gun? So what does it matter... So if that kind of thing is gentle, he is willing to wash the floor with gentleness!

Li Ze took a deep breath and slowly relaxed.

But in front of Chamil, it seemed as if everything she said was right.

In fact, he had a better idea. Chamil said she was on call, and with Chamil's power to reach the world, it would definitely resolve the danger of breaking the world... Let Chamil change Bu Shuchang's thinking, it was that simple. He would rather use one-seventh of the seventh commission of the clock to exchange for this wish. But he couldn't say it. He had clearly thought of a lot of communication words in his mind, but when he approached his mouth, he was like jumping into a mixer and twisting his tongue into a twist.

He clearly has inexplicable fear of Chamil, but he also has inexplicable trust.

Hart took out a cigar, held it in his mouth, picked up a match and lit it in an extremely retro style, and took a sip, "Anyway, there will always be heroes who will die for love."

"I'm not for love."

"You have the heart to be so good to you, and you will fall into the thief's hands?" Hart said lightly.

"Your statement feels like a robber robber and suppress the wife of the village."

"Do you still remember the two presidents Cyrill and Sylvester?" Hart smiled.

"I know, tie me up and strongly demand the two bastards who are following the covenant...what happened to them?"

"They are two robbers, one with a sword king holding a medieval sword, and the other with a cold-blooded gunman holding a desert eagle. You will definitely not be able to steal them." Hart raised his eyebrows, "My junior brother, you should be glad you were taken away by the president. I don't know that the president has this plan, which can be described as perfect. You don't know, because everyone is wearing masks, and then after Blosina came on stage to explain, the two guys took the sword and gun against each other's chin, lifting their masks one by one."

"Why do you feel as happy as you are? Senior Brother?" Li Ze was crazy, "Brave! If they knew that senior sister took me away, I would be buried in the back mountain of the college tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, this will not happen, because they don't have the brain to watch the surveillance camera yet," Hart explained.

"Surveillance? You see surveillance?" Li Ze suddenly became serious.

"At least I have to know where my junior brother is going. Blosina quietly told me about the arrangements of the president, but I still want to know how you got out. OK! The red Ferrari drove out from Gate No. 7 with great fanfare." Hart looked envious, "Why didn't the hot girl in a red dress drive me out in a car? I can invest in a Chinese wedding!"

"It's over, Senior Brother! You can even consider this matter, but those two presidents won't think about it?" Li Ze put on a pleading face, "Senior Brother, you know I'm pure, I don't have the courage."

Hart stood up and walked around, and sat directly beside Li Ze with a big butt, "You are not just brave, you have no thief heart."

"Damn! Chinese is so neat, senior brother." Li Ze blinked his eyes and wondered how to make it up. "That kind of person who is not at all cool, being picked up by hot girls, feels like a child who was picked up by hot moms in kindergarten. It was reported that he had no face at all."

"It's better than being hit by two drunkards by a group of enthusiastic girls with breasts and shoulders, but being chased by girls. That's the true meaning of love." Hart held Li Ze's shoulders, "You are attracted by beautiful girls, and they are attracted by beautiful girls. According to the rules of your Chinese and boys' dormitories, you should all be attracted by Aruba."

"Damn! You even know Aruba... Could it be that you are a foreigner who grew up in China?"

"Absolutely a foreigner, but my junior brother tells you something. It may be crazy if you wait a while!" Hart patted Li Ze's shoulder and said earnestly.

The door suddenly became lively and Christmas has entered. According to common sense, the whole world should be as quiet and peaceful as in Christmas songs, but the crisp knocking sounds, like the tranquility before the storm, made Li Ze wrinkle his nose and stare at Hart in surprise.

"fbi! open the door!" After saying that, they kicked the door open with their feet. They had definitely done a lot.

Hart stood up and waved his hands and whistled.

“Merry Christmas, my brothers!”

Cyrill and Hilford hugged each other and threw two PS5 pros in at the same time before falling on the floor.

"Hart! How about it feeling to be following me with my mask and accepting the girls' kisses for me?"

"Great, President Cyril!" Hart shouted wildly.

"Yes Hart! How does it feel to lie with us in the meat forest in the wine pool?"

"I would like to be by your side for life, President Sylford!" Hart swayed.

Li Ze stood beside Hart, with all kinds of lipstick-colored perfume scents and scents, and even a pair of lace underwear hanging on Cyrill’s belt. Their faces were flushed, not only the kiss of lipstick, but also the effect of alcohol. In the scene of being indulgent, Li Ze’s eyes were empty and his mind was blank.

He suddenly realized.

It turns out that this is how the lipstick on Hart's mouth comes from.
Chapter completed!
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