Azan rubbed his sore butt, wiped the phlegm off his face, gritted his teeth and sat up.

Charun sank his face, "Stand up, who allowed you to sit on the ground?"

Azan had to hold on to the wall and stood up shaking.

"Azan, you are a wild species of girl J, right?"

"No! I am not a wild species, my mother is Saari."

"Huh? Do you dare to talk back?"

Charun rolled his eyes and glared at Azan.

"No. I just want to declare that I am not a wild species, I have a mother."

Azan finished speaking with difficulty, feeling extremely wronged, and cried out loud.

The bad boys looked at Azan and laughed together.

Charun sneered, "You are really useless, I just gave you a push and you cried."

Azan cried loudly.

"Hey, stop, don't cry anymore."

Azan heard Chalun's roar and was so scared that he shut up quickly.

"I hate others crying the most. Remember next time. If you don't want to be beaten, laugh when you see me. Remember?"

"remember."

Azan choked, his voice still humming like a mosquito.

Charun looked at the lead-grey sky and frowned, "Today's weather is bad, and my mood is also very bad. When I am in a bad mood, it is best to find some fun to adjust."

The bad boy immediately gave Chalun an idea.

"Boss, how beautiful Mara is in our village, why don't you go find her to play."

Charun shook his head, "Mara just has big eyes and no breasts. I am not a boy anymore. I am a man. I look for a woman and look for someone with a figure. I don't like having a beautiful face and a body like laundry. The little girl is as good as it is."

"Boss, who are you going to find?"

"Of course it is Philly."

"Philly? Did you make a mistake, Philly is a teenager than you."

"You boys, you don’t know anything. The girl of the same year as me hasn’t developed yet. A woman who’s underdeveloped body doesn’t mean anything to do that. Feili is different. This is a 28-year-old woman who is 28 years old. , Fresh and juicy, the most interesting. These things, when you grow up, you will understand different women after you experience them."

Those bad boys admire them all.

"Well, the boss is knowledgeable. No wonder the boss has all the women in the village around 30 years old."

Charun laughed, "After you taste the taste of women, you will understand that women around 30 years old are the most delicious. Go, let’s go to Feili’s house now, today Feili’s husband is not at home, The child is also at her mother-in-law's house, and she is alone at home, which is convenient for us to do things. Wait, I will play with her, and you will watch by the side and study hard with me."

"Thank you, boss. The boss usually doesn't allow us to watch, but today he was willing to let us watch."

The bad boys cheered.

Zha Lun smiled, "You boys, just study with me. I am in a good mood today, so I will teach you a lesson for free."

"Boss, when you are finished, can we try with Fili?"

Zha Lun sternly said, "No, I haven't gotten tired of playing with her yet. When I get tired of playing with her one day, you can come here."

"Okay, boss, we're waiting."

The bad boys followed Chalun, and when they saw it, they were about to leave. I don't know which one of these children was, but when I turned my head, I saw Azan who looked dumb.

"Boss, let's go to Philip's house now, what about this idiot?"

Charun stopped and looked back at Azan with a cruel smile on his face.

"Azan, I'm going to Philip's house now, will you go with me?"

Azan shook his head.

"Huh? Why don't you come with me? Asking you to watch the show for free, are you actually not willing?"

Charun was angry.

Seeing Zha Lun's face sinking, the group of children immediately cursed, "Azan, you stupid dog, the boss is promoting you, can't you see it? It's just a shame."

Charun said angrily, "Why wouldn't you follow me? Answer me. Talk!"

Charun's roar sounded like a thunder, and Azan was trembling with fright.

"Say! You mean dog, you don't know how to promote it. Lao Tzu's good mood is all destroyed by you."

Azan knew that Chalun was really angry, and if he didn't speak at this time, waiting for him would be a severe beating.

"I just don't want to go anyway."

Hearing this answer, Chalun was even more troubled.

"Are you a man? As long as you are a man, you like to watch this kind of thing. Do you have no longevity? Say, do you have longevity?"

Someone in those bad boys talked again.

"Boss, if you want to know whether he has a long life, just take off his pants and have a look, and you will know everything."

Charun sneered, "Then take off his pants quickly, what are you waiting for?"

As soon as the group of bad boys rushed forward, Azan had no time to resist, let alone evade, and found that his pants had been torn off.

The bad boys looked at Azan's lifeblood and laughed.

Chalun even leaned forward with a smile, "Oh, I see, it's no wonder this guy refuses to go with me. It turns out that his life is as thin as a little finger, just such a small tinny."

A strong sense of humiliation grabbed Azan, he immediately put on his pants and stood there with embarrassment.

Charun said angrily, "Huh? You idiot, we haven't seen enough, who allowed you to carry your pants?"

"Take off your pants! Take off your pants!"

The bad boys booed together.

"No! You never want to insult me."

Azan stubbornly shook his head, glaring at Charun who was standing in front of him.

"Dare you not listen to me?"

"Don't dare."

Azan hurriedly closed his eyes, lowered his head, and his voice was as soft as a mosquito again.

"Since you dare not, just take off your pants obediently."

"No! Chalun, I can do whatever you ask me to do, such as learning how to bark, crawling, and fucking, but I beg you not to let me take off my pants."

Charun laughed happily, "Azan, but I don't want to watch you learn how to bark, crawl and fuck, I just want to watch you take off your pants."

The bad boy agreed together, "Get off! Stop talking nonsense."

Azan shook his head, "That won't work. I don't want to take off my pants."

Charun laughed, "Azan, this village, I am the boss, do you understand? You should do things according to my ideas, not your own ideas."

"Boss, what nonsense with him, just strip him naked, throw him into the street, see what he can do?"

As the bad boy said, he huffed around and surrounded Azan, as if he was about to pounce on him.

Chalun stepped forward and stopped, "No! The pants represent the dignity of a man. If he is willing to take it off, it means that he has let go of his dignity, do you understand? What I want now is that he himself gives up his dignity."