Sara had not eaten the crayfish, so he had no idea how to deal with it. Sara looked at the band of the lobster on her finger and taught her how to open the crayfish with scissors. Sara tasted spicy food, and his ears immediately turned red. But the more spicy it was, the better it would be. There was no way he could stop eating that.
But after all, her stomach capacity was small, and most of the last half was eaten by Lionel.
After paying the bill, Sara felt a little bit tired. Sara was afraid of giving her a good result, so she rushed to the pharmacy to buy her a sick stomach-nourishing chip. Sara had to stand on the side of the road and wait for him.
"Sara!" Suddenly someone slapped her from behind. Sara turned around in confusion. The man was stunned and coughed uncomfortably. "I'm sorry, I've mistaken you for someone else."
"... Sara said, "Yara, you didn't admit your mistake. I am Sara."
Yara's expression immediately became as if she had eaten a fly. "You? Sara?"
Sara nodded and asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"
Yara thought that he was dreaming. When he came up, he pinched her face. When he found that the touch was soft and tender, he pinched her again and took two steps back to look at Sara. "I'm here to play. Did you deliberately disgust me last time you dressed like that?"
Sara did not know how to explain it at all.
Fortunately, Yara was very good at accepting people, so she didn't worry about this problem. Instead, she asked, "Are you here alone?"
Sara shook his head. When he looked in the direction of the pharmacy, he saw Lionel walking out of the pharmacy.
"Yara?" Sara raised her eyebrows, looked at Sara, and then looked at Sara. "Do you know each other?"
Sara said, "I've been to his sister's room to see if she's alright."
"You're a medical student, aren't you?" Lionel handed the medicine in her hand to Scarlett. "Eat it."
Sara took it over and had a look at it. It impressively read, "A little kid has to strengthen his stomach and digest the food in the plate."
Sara: ".."
It was useless for an adult to eat it.
Sara sighed helplessly in her heart, but she still fed two into her mouth and ate them as sugar beans. Anyway, the taste was very good.
Yara asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"
Lionel said, "She's stuffed."
Sara: "..."
Yara teased her crazily. "I told you not to reply my Whatsapp! You think dogs are more important than me! You must be punished!" Sara said, "Even if I'm punished, I still think dogs are more important than you."
Yara was at a loss for words. "A man is not as good as a dog. That's probably what I mean."
Yara turned her head slightly and said, "There is a game hall over there. Are we going to play together?"
Sara had never been there before, so he agreed out of curiosity.
Lionel took a look at the time. It was only 7:40. It was not too late, so he agreed.
There were a lot of people in the game hall. The three of them had attracted a 200% turn- back rate, but all of Sara's attention was attracted by the row of dolls on the floor.
She wanted to compete with Sara in other games to win Yara's heart back. "..." She thought, "Am I going to compete with her to see who has more children?"
But Sara was a good girl. He just looked at it and didn't ask her to play. Sara changed the game currency and came back. He generously put a small basket in her hand and said, "If it's not enough, I'll change it again."
Yara pulled Sara over and said, "How about we come to the racing?" Sara had never played with her before, so he asked, "What rule?" Yara cast the money and said, "It's just an ordinary rule. Whoever runs faster wins."
He sat in the car and said, "You just need to control the steering wheel. If you hit another car, you will die."
"It's normal to die in a car accident."
Sara nodded solemnly and followed his example. Lionel hurriedly said, "I'll join too! I'm first-class in racing!"
The three of them were on their own. The competition was about to begin.
Sara didn't drive before, and he couldn't even tell the car's stop or accelerator. Of course, he was soon eliminated. But what was even more surprising was that Lionel, a street killer, was so crazy about driving a car in real life. But as soon as he arrived at the game, he was a piece of trash. He was really fierce in operation, and it was obvious that his battle results were not as good as last night's.
Yara had won without a doubt. Sara frowned and threw another coin, saying, "Once more."
"Okay." Yara was willing to admit that he had already reached the peak. He was not timid at all. His flamboyant red hair shone in the blue-purple light of the game hall, and the smile on his lips was casual and arrogant.
Sara had mastered the basic rules, so he didn't have a car accident. Yara didn't care about it at first, but when she saw Sara slowly follow him up, she calmed down and began to take it seriously. But Sara's talent in games could be described as horrible. No matter what kind of game was the second one, Yara was always skeptical of life, and racing games were no exception. When he turned a corner, he used a beautiful elegant style to suppress Yara, and he took the lead in the finishing line.
Yara was at ease. "..." There was one thing that I had to say when I tried to get up with a loudspeaker in my hand.
Sara pinched his own fingers and said to the student like a genius saying, "This time, the calculation is so simple that there is nothing wrong with it." "This is quite simple." "The only thing I can do is to pass the test and become a good student," she thought. "Well, that's about ninety-nine percent of talent, and I'll work harder."
He even thought dispiritedly, "What if I catch Baby Doll and defeat her?"
"Big brother! What do you think of that girl?"
Bradley took a drag on the cigarette and puffed out the smoke. He asked with little interest, "Where?"
The underling was about to drool. He pointed to a direction and said, "There! The one who is racing!"
Bradley's eyeballs almost fell out when he saw it. "What the f**k."
"It's a top-grade one."
The underling smiled and said, "Big Brother, do you want to go and say hello to the beautiful woman?"
As soon as Bradley thought of it, a woman came over and said with a smile, "Which little sister does Bradley like?"
Although his tone was relaxed, his eyes were a little fierce.
Logan was originally a princess in the nearby KTV. It was not easy for her to take advantage of Bradley's help. She could turn over and sing a song for him. If any bitch came out to rob her at this time, it would be light to tear her hands apart.
Bradley was the "big brother" of this area, who collected protection fees. He was a hooligan who worked as a primary school worker, but he was good at fighting. He called a group of black-skinned rogues to bully in this area. Everyone called him Bradley in front of him, but behind him, he was called "a second-rate".
Logan didn't like Bradley, but she had no choice. Bradley was already the man she could get in touch with and had the greatest power. Therefore, she had to hold on to this golden leg and continue to climb higher places. Now her position had not been stable for two days, but Bradley had fallen in love with another woman, so Logan had to be wary.