Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

In order to prevent Han Sen from finding out that he was raped by a man.

After Feng Bai came back from the rehearsal room, he immediately hid back in his room, first went to the bathroom to wash his body carefully from the inside to the outside, and then pouted like a sleeping bunny. He lay face down on the bed, pulled a white quilt to cover his body, and buried his head in a soft pillow. He didn't go out for the whole day the next day, and he didn't go out for lunch.

It seems that Hong Jian didn't know that his business was done for Han Sen, and thought that this matter had nothing to do with him alone.

Feng Bai, who was lying on the bed smoking a cigarette, narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking this way.

In the white mist, Feng Bai couldn't help but sneered, he must take revenge on Hong Jian for everything he did to him!

Of course, I can't do it now, and the only person who can do it is Han Sen.

But you can't let Han Sen see yourself like this, otherwise he will know that he was raped by such a cheap man, and it will affect his handsome image.

Besides, he is now excluded by Hong Jian from the Chinese area, even if he doesn't care about anything, Han Sen will not let Hong Jian go, and the Chinese area is not his, why can't he sell things in it? ?

Nietzsche Lutheran didn't say anything, so what does Hong Jian have to say? !

So, Feng Bai, who had been hiding in the house for two days, found his boss Han Sen in tears the next night.

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That night, when Han Sen was about to take off his clothes and go to bed, Feng Bai, who came out of nowhere, pushed the door open and walked in. When he saw Han Sen, he cried "Wow!" Not to mention falling down like money, it looks as miserable as it needs to be.

Han Sen turned his head to look at Feng Bai, it seemed that Hong Jian was looking for trouble for him.

Han Sen slowly poured a cup of hot water and took it in his hand, sat down, looked straight at Feng Bai and said, "Is that Hong Jian looking for trouble for you?"

Feng Bai, who was crying so hard, froze suddenly, thinking that Han Sen knew about the fact that he was raped by Hong Jian in the bathroom, and he couldn't speak for a while, but those dark eyes were straight. Looking at Han Sen, his face turned pale. In the end, Feng Bai still underestimated how much he cared about Han Sen.

Han Sen took a sip of tea lightly and said in a deep voice:

"Peter told me two days ago. He said that Hong Jian has always troubled you recently. Did he bully you?"

Feng Bai immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Han Sen still doesn't know about that matter.

Thinking about it, Hong Jian also cares about his image, so he won't tell the dirty things he did.

So Feng Bai, who was stunned just now, quickly adjusted his state, continued to cry sadly, and raised his head after brewing his emotions.Looking at Han Sen with tears in his eyes, he said, "Han Sen, that bastard named Hong Jian said that I will not be allowed to do business in District C (Chinese District) in the future. I didn't know anything last night, so I was arrested." He found a dozen men and beat him up!

Who the hell does he think he is!Nietzsche.Lutheran didn't say anything, he just babbled there! ...

Look, my face is swollen~ I have such a beautiful face... woo woo woo... I was almost disfigured by him... How can I be a fool in the future! ! ! ... woo woo woo..."

After finishing speaking, while crying, Feng Bai stretched out his fingers again and again, pointing to the pink palm marks on his face that were almost too faded to be seen.

Han Sen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked straight at Feng Bai. There was nothing but the reddish slap mark on his face. Han Sen knew that Feng Bai must be exaggerating the facts.

However, it is true that Hong Jian is having trouble with himself now, and the relationship with him in the Chinese area has always been not very good. Most of the reasons in the middle are that Hong Jian is instigating.

Seriously, Hong Jian is indeed a stumbling block

Han Sen snorted coldly:

"I, Han Sen, haven't found him yet, but he came to the door first."

Han Sen's expression was cold, he seemed to ponder for a while, then waved his hand and said:

"Go back first. I'll take care of this matter. Don't make up your own mind in private. If you have any actions, tell me in advance."

After speaking, Han Sen stood up.

Feng Bai sniffed, reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, frowned angrily and said, "Han Sen, I don't want to go back now...~"

Han Sen turned his head, looked at Feng Bai lightly, and then handed Feng Bai the poster of the third-rate female porn star that Shen Zui had handed to him before, "This is what Shen Zui asked me to pass to you, I forgot to give it to you before. "

Feng Bai quickly took the poster from Han Sen's hand, and the pained look on his face disappeared without a trace. A pair of lustful eyes stared straight at the big poster, and there seemed to be something shining in his pupils. Zhuo Guang said, "Sure enough, she is the woman my Young Master Bai likes... really... so fucking sexy!!..."

Han Sen shook his head silently, opened the door, reached out and threw Feng Bai out.

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The next day was Christmas. There was still heavy snow in the sky, and the playground was completely white. Nietzsche, who rarely showed his face in the morning, rarely went to the playground early in the morning.

This is Nietzsche.Lutheran came out for the third time since the beginning of winter this year. Now he seldom goes out. He seems to be more afraid of the cold. His hands are always slightly cold, and he always likes to stay in the room and not come out.

Han Sen followed behind Nietzsche, followed by a group of Italians. The blond handsome muscular man with a cigarette in his mouth also followed behind Nietzsche.

Han Sen gave him a cold look, then quickly passed him by, and stood beside Nietzsche side by side.

Han Sen cleaned up the bench on the playground in advance, and Nietzsche sat there straight away. The snowflakes from the sky drifted down and fell on Nietzsche's crimson hair and shoulders, and some of them inadvertently stuck to Nietzsche's thick on the lashes, but melts away in an instant.

Han Sen got down beside Nietzsche, approached Nietzsche, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Nietzsche, the snow is quite heavy, do you need me to get an umbrella?"

Nietzsche shook his head, put his hands in black gloves on his knees, and sat there upright, looking at the crowd on the playground.

In the middle of the playground is a group of Muslims in long robes playing basketball with the Chinese. The one in the middle with a black hairband on his head is Hong Jian.

Nietzsche sat there without saying a word, with no expression on his face. Compared with other men who were chatting, Nietzsche never spoke much.

Han Sen also looked over. Those men were having fun, and several snowmen had been piled up on the playground.

After a while, Feng Bai, who was wearing a pink low-necked sweater, a black down jacket, and a black peaked cap, came out from the edge of the playground silently.

Because today he was wearing a black suit, but he was hidden among the crowd. Everyone was playing around, but no one noticed him.

Han Sen sealed Bai straightly, with no expression on his face.

Feng Bai also looked straight at Han Sen, leaning on the barbed wire with his back, with one hand in the pocket of the down jacket, smoking a cigarette every now and then.

After a while, an ordinary-looking man walked up to Feng Bai's side, Feng Bai said something to him with a cynical smile, did he point to the Muslims and Chinese who were playing ball, and the man was also standing beside him. Pause and nod.

After a while, Feng Bai looked at Han Sen.Han Sen silently nodded at Feng Bai.

Han Sen nodded, and Feng Bai said to the man:

"Okay, go and confuse that group of people now, let them quarrel, remember what I just said, and do as I said, understand?"

The man nodded at Feng Bai, expressing that his mind was clear, and then quickly walked towards the group of people who were playing basketball.

Feng Bai, whose face was covered by the hat, stretched out his hand to press his hat down, and then continued to lean there to smoke.

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Han Sen sat upright beside Nietzsche, watching the unremarkable man walk into the crowd, and stretched out his hand to push a Muslim hard.

The Muslim said something, but the man still grabbed the Muslim and tore off his clothes. In the end, the two parties must have not coordinated well, and the two immediately quarreled.

It started with two people arguing, then started pushing and shoving, and then two groups of people started arguing.

"Fuck you!"

"I'm still fucking your wife!"

"What did you say just now? I didn't like you so much!..."

"What? You don't like me? Do you think I like you?! Who do you think you are!..."

"What's wrong with me like this! If we have the ability, let's fight! You bloody white robe!"

"Who are you calling the dead white robe? We are Muslims, not some dead white robe! Keep your mouth clean!"

"Muslim shit! It's the dead white robe..."

"Don't insult our religious belief! You are the dead white robe!..."

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These people are not very good when they are outside, especially the Arab Muslims, some of them have been amateur terrorists and then got caught for other crimes.

Now that these criminals get together, it is commonplace to quarrel and fight in private, but they are rarely here, especially in front of Nietzsche.There was a quarrel in Lutheran's face, the Muslim was really annoyed this time.

Religious belief and everything about religious belief is absolutely, absolutely not allowed to be profaned in the slightest.