Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 82 Bullying

“Wow! ”

As a few whistles rang, Jessica and Irene, who had changed their swimsuits, came and sat down next to Dior lying on the beach.

Jessica Ben is a beautiful woman, after Dior's therapeutic diet, but also with a light mature woman's style and the capital of a young girl. At this moment, with the support of a bikini swimsuit with little fabric, she looks very volatile and hot, and walking all the way naturally becomes the focus of attention around her.

And Irene, who has changed to a regular jumpsuit, is not bad. She has a lovely angelic face, and her petite body can easily inspire the protective desire of others, trying to take care of her carefully.

How can you not make other men jealous when a little sister is sitting right next to Dior?

But this jealousy became a joke as soon as he saw Dior take off his sunglasses.

In fact, long before Jessica took Irene to change her swimsuit, Dior didn't know how many bikini beauties she refused to talk to. His perfect body and eight abs alone didn't know how to let many women drool. After taking off his sunglasses, he elevated his charm by N grades.

It didn't sound good, Jessica and Irene sat down and didn't know how many women cast angry eyes.

Jessica enjoyed the look, even throwing some provocative sunscreen on her hands and throwing it at Dior.

“Cheaper for you. ”

Dior didn't get tired all afternoon, and he didn't get tired at this point.

They've had an in-depth conversation a long time ago, so what's the point of applying sunscreen?

Halfway through, however, he suddenly killed Cheng Bingjin.

“I'll do it!” Irene grabbed the sunscreen and very aggressively applied it on Jessica's back without giving them a chance to object.

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Dior wasn't too sorry to see the view, either.

Jessica can't say anything anymore, she just can't get mad at those Birches.

In this scene of harmony, a very uncomfortable thing is happening.

A skinny elementary school student with glasses suddenly bit his teeth and stopped when he walked past the three Dior men in Vignono, then took off his pants and closed his eyes and started punching his hands!

Jessica didn't see anything because she was lying down, and Irene was blocked by Dior, who suddenly jumped out of her pants.

Nearby people watched the scene with surprise, and not far away, a group of people laughed backwards and backwards.

Dior noticed something was wrong, but he had to stop this guy's nausea first, so he kicked him straight in the front foot, "Put your pants on, then get out! ”

As soon as the man with the kicked glasses opened his eyes, he saw Angry Dior and the surrounding people's disgusting eyes, immediately lowered his head in shame, lifted his pants and ran.

Dior's been watching him the whole time. How dare such a coward do such a dirty thing in public?

Until the skinny glasses man ran back into the group that had just laughed out loud and was pushed away by several people directly in the middle, he seemed to understand something.

“What's the matter? What's going on? What's going on? ”

“Nothing. Someone's uncomfortable. I'll go check it out. You two are not going anywhere. ”

After that, Dior went straight that way.

Jessica and Irene also listened to the people beside them at this time. Jessica's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. Fortunately, Dior was blocked in front of her sister in time, otherwise she really had a killing heart right now.

“Hey, did you just get it out? ”

“No... no...”

“Useless piece of crap, you can't do anything as simple as that and you want to join us? What, you can't even get it out of a pretty girl like that? What's the use of that thing? Why don't we cut it for you? ”

“Cut it, cut it! ”

The skinny little glasses man surrounded in the middle is like a gassed bag, he can't resist the insults of others.

“If you don't want to be cut off, go again. If you don't get them this time, don't come to school again.” Headed by a white student with a gloomy face, obviously only the age of the student, the words said, and the things done are shocking!

In the United States, bullying on campus is common, and in many cases Chinese are the object of exclusion. Almost every class has a few air vents specifically designed to vent. If someone dares to help them, they will also be isolated, and no one dares to help their oppressed classmates for a long time.

If you want to get rid of this identity, either start over somewhere else, or join a small circle like this, once you are identified, you can get rid of the bullied identity and turn to bullying others.

Obviously, this is what happened to the skinny glasses students in front of him, and he chose to try to stop being bullied, even if it was so disgusting and embarrassing.

Relying on hearing and perception beyond normal people, Dior almost guessed the cause and effect of things on the way to the past, angry at them and particularly angry at these weak bastards.

Because he had experienced similar things before, but because Will existed, he ended up being the one who nobody dared to mess with in school. After all, the students were just students. Compared to Will, who started to contact gang gangsters a long time ago, it wasn't enough to look at him. After taking him outside the school for a beating and putting on a decent threat, almost everything was resolved.

So Dior could say that it was with Will's help that he stopped campus bullying, but obviously most other people didn't have friends and luck like him.

“Please, change the assignment. I really can't do this.” Skinny little glasses have shed their tears, but in exchange for a bigger mockery.

At this point, Dior grabbed the white student, who was clearly the head, and directly ignored the opposite resistance, pressing his entire head into the sand.

Dior's violent appearance suddenly frightened the other students, but there were reactions to them immediately shouting, “What do you want? Jerry, you're a murderer! ”

“I just asked the question, who let him do that kind of thing just now, didn't he? ”

“Woo... woo...”

His whole head was pressed into the sand and he couldn't breathe at all, so he began a fierce struggle, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake Dior's hand.

Death!

At this moment, hypoxia made him feel the fear of death.

He didn't really want to kill me, did he?

As soon as the idea arose, it destroyed his spiritual defense.