At this moment, Clinton almost exploded in anger.
He is the eldest son of the Zuma family and the rising star of the family. Not only does he have an extraordinary position in Avonal, he can be regarded as widely known even in Onal.
To some extent, his status in Onal is very similar to that of the national man who was very popular in the past few years.
Because of this, Clinton's character has always been rebellious. In his dictionary, there are no words for tolerance and bullying.
Seeing that this young man who was about his age ignored his iidentity, he choked with himself, and even questioned whether he had intermittent deafness. In his opinion, it was a crime worthy of death!
So, he immediately waved at the front and rear vehicles, and a dozen strong men in black suits immediately descended from several Rolls-Royces.
These people, without exception, are all bodyguards of the Zuma family, and they are top Masters.
The bodyguards got out of the car and surrounded Chris. Everyone looked at Chris and at the same time looked at Clinton. As long as Clinton said a word, they would attack Chris.
At this time, Cyril and Sue in the car exchanged glances, and Cyril said: "There is no fraud in this matter, right?"
Sue shook her head: "It shouldn't be. If someone really wants to do something, they will never do it on the streets of downtown Avonal, Onal. Isn't the viaduct from the airport to the city more suitable than here?"
Cyril relaxed, smiled, and said, "He must have a hard time hanging on his face. Just after he said that no one ran the red light, he bumped into one."
After that, Cyril raised his eyebrows at Sue again: "I feel that Clinton seems to be a little bit interesting to you. This kid is also very handsome. There are people. Would you like to consider it?"
Sue said firmly: "I would never consider country men."
"Why?" Cyril said: "Onalen men are at least similar to Springsen men, with less body hair and no body odor. If you change to men from Europe, America, Latin America, and Africa, that would be indescribable."
Sue curled her lips: "Don't say I haven't thought about falling in love now. Even if I fall in love, I must find a pure Springsen."
Cyril asked again: "Why?"
Sue said indifferently: "When 2 people get along, they have the same culture, the same tradition, the same habits, and the same cognition. It will save a lot of worry. If I tell my boyfriend, I want to go to DunClark to have a look. At MoGamalion Grottoes, he replied to me, "Where is DunClark? What is MoGamalion Grottoes?" I can slap him to death!"
Cyril laughed: "My dear sister, don't have such a strong character. Is it okay to beat your boyfriend at every turn in the future?"
Sue said: "I'm just making an analogy with you to let you know that Springsen men and Springsen women are the best combination, so you should never blindly pursue any foreign love in the future."
Cyril sighed and didn't want to continue talking about this topic. Instead, he looked out the window and saw that Chris was surrounded by so many bodyguards, and his expression was not scared at all. He couldn't help but smile: "This guy is kind of kind, surrounded by so many bodyguards, I'm not afraid at all."
Sue nodded and hummed: "Maybe your brain is not so good?"
Cyril smiled and said, "Don't say it, this guy is pretty handsome."
Sue smacked his lips: "Pray that he won't be beaten and disfigured by Clinton Zuma later."
Cyril helplessly: "Why is your mouth so poisonous?"
To be continued...
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