The noisy sound quieted down.

Lei Xiaohua came to Wang Han and said, "Don't worry, boss, I have never lost a fight. Foreigners have too few vocabulary! When it comes to swearing, what do they fight with us!"

Moore was still a little excited, "Pope, please think twice. Let's take a step back. You should also ask him what he wants, right? What if he doesn't want to be?"

As he spoke, Mour looked at Wang Han, with a bad expression, and everyone else was like this, with a strong threat in his eyes.

The Pope looked at Wang Han, and his smile was always so kind.

"Child, I want to hear what you think."

Wang Han glanced at the people, and there was a hint of humiliation in his eyes.

He said aggrievedly, "It seems that everyone doesn't welcome me. Even if I become a good person, everyone will definitely not like me. I am a straightforward person and can easily offend people. I'm afraid that everyone will hate me even more when I say the wrong thing. Forget it,

I won’t make everyone unhappy.”

Lei Xiaohua smiled and glanced at Wang Han.
Chapter completed!