Going home for Chinese New Year, I squeezed onto a bus with three energetic young women.

"Yes!"

Guan Li raised her voice loudly, her arrogance reaching its peak.

The noodle shop was quiet for two seconds, then whispers began to circulate.

"How could this happen?"

"Exactly, what did we do to deserve this?"

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The diners couldn't take it anymore, and their pent-up anger finally exploded.

A man sitting by the door suddenly stood up.

He was in his fifties, and his camouflage uniform was covered with mottled mud and white dust.

He slammed his helmet heavily on the table.

"I, Old Yang, only have this one face, do whatever you want with it!"

With one person taking the lead, others followed suit.

The young man, who had just been avoiding the camera, wiped his smudged face and stepped forward:

"Exactly! I was just having a meal, I didn't do anything wrong!"

Many hands make light work.

Diners gathered from all directions, surrounding Guan Li and Guan Bei in a circle.

They didn't actually fight; they just blocked their path with a human wall.

Seeing this, the two mountains of flesh finally panicked:

"What are you doing! What do you want to do!"

Guan Li screamed in a hoarse voice, the sound piercing the roof:

"Get out of here! Get out of here now!"

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Old Yang was so angry he laughed.

He spread his hands and took three big steps back.

Old Yang's tone was full of speechlessness:

"I've lived most of my life and I've never seen anyone so self-aggrandizing."

Several workers nearby followed suit and backed away.

"Yes, we would never do something so unscrupulous."

"We may be a little dirty, but our hearts are not dirty at all! Our hands are very clean, and we won't touch you."

The diners spoke in plain language, and every word was sincere.

The encirclement expanded, and no one wanted to get involved with these two madmen.

Bai Li stood not far away.

He initially thought of the two as clowns.

These city builders work under the scorching sun every day, doing the dirtiest and most tiring jobs.

They are the most solid foundation of this city.

Now, however, they are being humiliated by this bastard who enjoys great social resources but spews filth from his mouth.

Bai Li strode forward.

He pushed aside the folding chairs blocking his way and stood directly in front of the two Snorlax.

"Do they not want to study?"

Bai Li's voice was incredibly powerful:

"They didn't have the means back then! In those days, it was already a huge achievement for their parents to raise them and give them enough to eat!"

Bai Li turned around, pointing past the noodle shop's entrance to the distant, bustling skyscrapers.

"How can you ignore the hardships and hunger our ancestors endured to create these wonderful conditions? And then turn around and utter such heartless words!"

"Without them building this house brick by brick, you good-for-nothings wouldn't even have a doghouse to shelter you from the wind and rain tonight!"

"They eat their food, then curse their mother. That's exactly what I mean by bastards like you!"

A barrage of questions rained down upon him.

You could hear a pin drop in the noodle shop.

After being berated by Bai Li, the soft flesh on Guan Li's neck swelled up and turned bright red.

"That sounds nice!"

Guan Li pointed at Lao Yang and the others, raising her voice:

"Don't assume that we..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bai Li was already furious:

"What the hell are you guys?!"

Bai Li pointed at the two men, his vocabulary like a Gatling gun firing, crude yet satisfying:

"What right do you scum, even if you were on a tunnel boring machine, you'd only be a few granular fat pigs? What right do you have to look down on them like that?"

He stared at their faces:

"If either of you dares to utter another word of nonsense..."

"I'll just use a 360-degree rotating gyroscope, add cement, Lao Gan Ma chili sauce, and 502 glue with specially made extended chopsticks, and finally pour in ten bottles of Tiger Balm, to show you what hell is like."

关莉

"You...you dare to insult me!!"

"I'm going to kill your partner!"

Guan Bei turned around and faced the pink figure.

"Look, everyone, this is this guy's girlfriend..."

When Bai Li saw the camera turn, her heart skipped a beat.

How can this be allowed?

Absolutely not!

Xie Lingmo has bipolar disorder.

She takes medication regularly, which makes her psychological defenses extremely fragile.

If it really happens...

Her fragile mental world would definitely collapse on the spot, and it might even cause irreparable consequences.

"Stop! Put your phone down, don't film her!"