Chapter 14: Spinning Bullet
"Every Chinese in the school is very rich! They are also very generous! They buy townhouses in wealthy areas of California with full payment without any hesitation! And most of their families are engaged in the service industry!"
Jason was full of envy and jealousy. "Sometimes I even think, it would be great if I was born in China! F**k you! America!!"
"..."
It's the opposite of Tian Gang's family. These days, even the old rednecks in Texas have started to practice Chinese blowing.
The bullet that was fired from Europe hundreds of years ago finally hit the old redneck between the eyebrows hundreds of years later.
Service industry?
Zhang Ailun was confused and puzzled.
What service industry can make so much money?
"Fuck you! Jason! Stop bragging!! You're only five and a half inches at best."
The black girl with dreadlocks next to him suddenly spoke up and openly mocked and dissed the other person, "Are you putting yourself in those porn movies? Those are all strong men who are brave enough to let doctors operate on them, not weaklings like you."
"Yeah, I know! No need for you to explain, Fitz, and then what? Just because we slept together?"
Jason yelled with a red face and thick neck, "At least I'm stronger than Asians, right? Alan? How old are you?"
He turned around and directed the question to Zhang Ailun.
The corner of Zhang Allen's mouth twitched.
Thanks, I was offended.
Do you eat fried cakes?
How do you want me to answer this kind of question?
You are stereotyping!!
"I have nine inches."
Zhang Ailun chose to tell the truth.
"Fxxk you!! Alan! This is impossible!!"
Jason's eyes widened immediately. The others also looked as if they had seen a ghost, shaking their heads in disbelief. "Unless you can prove it to me!!"
"Man, how can I prove it to you? There are so many girls here."
Zhang Allen spread his hands.
"Can you let us spend some time together in private, and then say to me, Hey, Alan, you are so strong! So majestic and domineering! I'll take condom!"
"Fxxk! I don't want to! It's stupid to do this, okay? Man! Why are you so curious about me? You're not a woman." Zhang Ailun cursed.
Jason scratched his head.
I was unwilling to give in and planned to verify it privately.
He didn't want to admit that he was the weakest one besides Simone's ex.
Even Dave was much stronger than him, the other side had seven inches.
Calls himself the French Cannon!
"You are drunk, Jason. Don't stand up and disturb others!" Simone stood up and pulled him.
"Okay, maybe I was drunk, but I only had two bottles of Budweiser."
Jason shrugged his shoulders, sat back down, and patted Zhang Allen on the shoulder. "Hey, man, I'm not targeting you, please don't take it personally. We are just all very curious about this question! It's like we are also curious about why Japanese people like to eat shit so much."
"..."
Do you have this hobby in your daily life? It seems that you do.
"It's okay, I didn't take it personally because I'm a super tough guy."
Zhang Ailun spread his hands and said with a smile: "We both have different types of keys, man! You have to find your own, and stop staring at me, okay? Actually, the small ones are also very cute."
"Oh! Man! Can you say that? Hahahaha..." Everyone around burst into laughter.
Jason scratched his ears and cheeks, his face as red as a monkey's butt.
"Alan, on the way back I heard people talking about a new Asian homeless man who beat up some homeless people on the street and occupied an entire street. That person should be you, right?" Simone said with a smile.
"It's me." Zhang Ailun nodded. He didn't expect that these people knew what he did. The news spread too fast. "Sure enough! I knew it was you!!"
Simone cheered, turned around and held out her hand to Fitz beside her, "Take the money!!"
Fitz, a black girl with dreadlocks and wearing a T-shirt, rolled her eyes and said, "Bitch, you're lucky this time."
He took out $5 from his overalls pocket and reluctantly handed it to Simone.
He looked at Alan again and said, "Bro, I have to say you are really surprising. I heard that you are also a boxing champion? Look at your muscles. No wonder you were able to chase away Ethan and his men."
The French guy Dave next to him rolled up Zhang Allen's sleeves and found that it was all tendon meat, as hard as iron and could not be moved even if he squeezed it hard.
"Man, this is outrageous. You must know how to do Chinese kung fu!!"
Dave was amazed.
"I never said that, and I haven't won any championships. I just like fitness."
Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "But most people are no match for me. Three or two people can't bury me. I have two bones."
"You're not so humble during the day, bro." Simone immediately joked, "Be more confident, Alan. You can just talk about how great you are. We still want you to protect us in the future!"
“I’d love to do that.”
Zhang Ailun laughed: "Okay, you figured it out. I am really powerful because I can punch 350 kilograms! The average punch weight is 700 pounds!"
"I once challenged a heavyweight boxer who was 198cm tall and weighed 260kg. His punch was 960lbs and he will definitely become a heavyweight champion in the future! And I can fight with the champion. Do you think I'm awesome?"
"Oh!! That's amazing! Then you can go straight to MMA and fight professionally, man."
Everyone laughed.
A group of people raised their bottles again and shouted "Long live freedom" around the bonfire. Fuck America.
"Sorry, I'm late! Are you guys having fun chatting here?"
A voice came from behind him, Zhang Ailan looked back and found it was a white girl.
She has curly blonde hair, brown eyes, colorful eyeshadow, and red lips. She wears a black Nike short-sleeved shirt, jeans, and flat shoes.
"I just woke up. Who were you shouting and yelling here?" the girl asked.
"Hey, hello, what's your name?" When she saw a new face, she immediately greeted and asked.
"You can call me Alan." Zhang Ailun replied.
"Hello, Alan, my name is Jennifer. Are you the newcomer here?" The white girl sat down next to him and hugged his arm boldly and enthusiastically.
Dave, who had two seats squeezed away from him, had a strange look on his face. He shook his head and said nothing, just taking a sip of his wine.
"Hey! Jennifer! Can you please not get horny right away? It's easy to scare our boys! Are you going to try to have sex with every man living in the camp?"
Simone said unhappily.
"Well, I just heard that there are new people in the camp, so I came to see them. I have to go to work next." Jennifer shrugged her shoulders, not caring about the other party's attitude.
He picked up Zhang Ailun's wine bottle, blew into it, then held his face and kissed him hard on the face.
Reluctantly, he said, "Although I really want to stay here for a while and get to know you better, unfortunately, I don't have that much time today."
The look in Lasi's eyes is so affectionate even when she looks at the dog.
Zhang Ailun swore that this was the first time he had seen such a look.
"Goodbye, handsome! Remember to take care of my work when you have the chance next time."
He picked up a piece of fried chicken, patted his butt and walked away.
"Does she have a job? Or a night shift job? Is she working part-time at a convenience store?"
Zhang Ailun was slightly surprised. He touched his cheek and realized that the West Coast not only had a female donor, but also such a hot and passionate Golden Rose!
The other person is really beautiful, with three-dimensional and delicate facial features, and she is very elegant. She would score 10 out of , and her figure is also very attractive.
Like an angel fallen to earth.
(End of this chapter)
