"Okay." The person next to her quickly grabbed her hand, shook her head at her, and then turned to look at the girl who was confronting them.
"Do you want to join our third group?" This tone was filled with anger and a strong threat.
Does it mean, ‘You still want us to accept your attitude’?
"Tsk." Qiao Nian was amused by his natural questioning. The smile did not reach her eyes and fleeting, but the raised corners of her lips did not fall.
"I heard that you discriminate against yellow people?"
…
Liang Yuhang and the others heard her asking this question when they arrived.
Everyone subconsciously slowed down their steps and looked at the two sides confronting each other at the entrance of the laboratory with complicated expressions.
The members of the third group were blocking the door. The girl opposite was not really tall due to her genetic advantages, and she was alone.
It is said that this height difference should be reflected in the momentum of both parties, just like every conflict in the laboratory.
The people in their tenth group are always the ones being bullied.
But Liang Yuhang found that it was not the same as usual.
There was only one chemist blocked at the door, but he calmly faced more than a dozen people, and his momentum was not at a disadvantage to the opponent.
She was even too arrogant.
There is also a hint of suppressing the other party.
"This is the chemist..." He stared straight into the distance, mouthing something. It was the same as he imagined but completely different.
…
The people in the third group didn't care about Liang Yuhang, Karl and others who came to watch the fun, and focused all their attention on the people who provoked them.
"What's the meaning?"
"Literally, don't you understand?" "What the hell..."
"Shh." Qiao Nian put his finger to his lips and whistled, "Don't swear. Talented people who have no ability like to take advantage of words."
"..." She silenced the three groups of people with one sentence. They wanted to curse but couldn't find the words to describe their **** mood at the moment.
Qiao Nian took away his fingers and looked at them coldly: "It just so happens that I also discriminate against white people. Especially white people with blond hair."
She deliberately glanced at the people who were making trouble, and said with red lips: "It is said that blondes are stupid! Two-thirds of you are blondes, please don't hold me back."
"Let go! I'm going to teach her a lesson!" The woman who was grabbed by her companion struggled vigorously, her face turned blue with anger.
Qiao Niangang's eyes stayed on her for a second, but he just didn't call her an idiot directly, which was unbearable! What's more, she doesn't welcome new people who come in through connections.
Her companion held her hand tightly, not wanting to break out into a violent conflict: "Okay, she is someone brought in by the Irene family."
Another man with blond curly hair showed his muscles. He squinted his eyes and reached out to shake hands with Qiao Nian: "A chemist, right?"
Qiao Nian saw what he wanted to do, and quickly and accurately pinched his wrist. She held it back with her backhand and heard the man cry out in pain.
She let go of her hand again and looked at the man who was retreating with his hands covered.
Quite arrogant.
"I told you that the Muay Thai red division would also engage in workplace violence with me. It's not necessarily the case that one of us will be violent to the other. We are all doing experiments, and it won't be good if we lose our hands."
“…”
The scene just now was so amazing.
The people in the third group were also stunned by her sudden attack and release.
But people with eyes can tell that Qiao Nian is different from the people from Asia they have come into contact with. She seems to be indifferent, but her spiritual core is stronger than everyone present. (End of chapter)