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Chapter 3 The Son Who Can't Take It

"Hmm!?" Song Fan stopped.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I left school, I was robbed?

Song Fan turned his head and saw that the five young people immediately surrounded him.

Song Fan recognized these little gangsters at a glance, as a group of dropouts, often wandering around the school gate, relying on robbing and extorting students for a living. The school has also called the police, but it has been banned repeatedly.

A young young man in the lead, named Qian Long, known as "Brother Long". He was tattooed, had long hair, and deliberately showed off a sharp knife and threatened: "Boy! If you don't want to see blood, just hand over the money obediently!"

If this were the case, Song Fan would definitely be scared to take out money and avoid disaster by losing money.

But now - Song Fan is a system-owned person. Can he still be afraid of a group of gangsters outside the school?

Looking at Brother Long in front of him, Song Fan glared and said angrily: "Let your dog eyes open and see clearly! Who are you robbing?"

Brother Long looked closely and immediately blurted out: "Dad! Why is it you?"

At this moment, the other gangsters were confused.

"Brother Long! Are you crazy? Who are you calling me dad?"

"This kid is younger than you, how come he is your father?"

"Brother Long, you recognized the wrong person, have you?!"

Brother Long angrily scolded: "Is it my dad? I don't know more than you? You need to say it? Who is so full that he calls someone else's dad?"

"This is my dad! Hurry up - you guys call you uncle too!"

The gangsters were embarrassed and thought to themselves that what was the matter! The money was not done, so I accepted my father!

"Hello uncle!" But under pressure from Brother Long, the gangsters bowed to Song Fan and said hello, "Uncle".

Song Fan nodded with satisfaction.

This was because he spent 200 points of fatherly love and accepted Brother Long as his son.

Bang!!!

Song Fan slapped her mouth and threw it over and angrily scolded:

"In the future, I will let you see that you don't study well, you are idle outside and bully students. I will break your legs! Get out of here! Go and find a job honestly, and don't mess around outside!"

"Yes, yes... Dad taught me a lesson. I never dared again..." Brother Long couldn't help but fight back and scold him, and he was still in awe and kept producing fatherly love.

Father's Love Value 3

Father's Love Value 3

Father's Love Value 3

...

Since this son is of low value, he doesn't use much fatherly love value to collect him, and he also produces very little fatherly love value.

After sending Brother Long and a group of gangsters away, Song Fan suddenly remembered something.

"System. Why didn't I get his skills by Brother Long, the son I took!"

System: The host's second son has a very low comprehensive evaluation and no skill can be learned.

"No special skills at all?" Song Fan felt a little sorry for the two hundred points of fatherly love spent, and he thought that this little gangster could have something extraordinary.

System: Let’s talk about the specialties... The specialties of this second son, Xiao Ding Ding. Will the host inherit it?

"Damn it!? Can this be inherited?" Song Fan was shocked.

System: The body and hair are accepted by the parents. Everything that the host accepts from the son belongs to the host.

——Ding! Will you inherit the length of your son Qian Long?

"yes!"

Suddenly, a twitch came from the lower body, and the feeling was amazing.

Song Fan walked to the corner of the wall, pulled open his pants and saw that it had become two centimeters longer!

"Haha-I'm now up to the standard of: 18, 18, 18!" Song Fan thought, and had to find an opportunity to take some practical measures to see the effect.

It’s just a pity that the “strength” of this skill inherited cannot be upgraded.

Then, Song Fan came to the bustling commercial street alone and found a very high-end clothing store, intending to buy new clothes for his parents.

Song Fan thought that his parents worked hard to make money but were reluctant to spend money. He had not bought new clothes for many years.

Now that my son has a system, he naturally has to respect his parents so that they can live a good life in the future.

"Let's help my dad choose a suit first..." Song Fan came to the men's clothing area.

Among the dazzling array of suits, Song Fan took a fancy to one and was about to reach out and take it down to take a closer look at the workmanship and fabric.

At this time, there was a young man in a suit and tie on the side, who seemed to have also taken a fancy to this suit and also reached out to get it.

"Hmm!" The young man glanced at Song Fan with a look of contempt. "You want to buy this suit too?"

Song Fan frowned: "What, can't you do?"

"Haha, it's so touching." The young man sneered, "But boy, you've entered the wrong place. This is not something you can afford!"

As he said that, the young man took off his suit and deliberately took out a tag to let Song Fan see the price clearly.

"Boy! Look at the price above! Are you sure you can afford it?"

Song Fan looked at the price of the tag and was also surprised.

This suit costs more than 30,000 yuan? This is what his father earns throughout the year!

Even with the 6,000 yuan salary given by Shi Li, the "cheap son" is far from enough to buy this suit.

Seeing Song Fan's awkward and surprised appearance, and his outfit that was no more than one hundred yuan, the young man could tell that this was an inexplicable poor man.

Bang!

The man snapped his fingers, called the clerk, and scolded:

"You Givenchy is also a high-end brand store. Don't let such people come in casually and get dirty in the future!"

As he said that, he pointed at Song Fan and said, "I am a kind-hearted person and can't stand the poor. Hurry up and drive this poor boy out of me - it's pure if you don't see him!"

Upon hearing this, a young woman following the man also covered her mouth and laughed.

The clerk is quite well-trained, and even when facing customers like Song Fan who are not consumers, they still greet them with a smile.

However, the man in front of him was a gold medal member of their store, so he had to listen to his words.

"This classmate, our clothes are very expensive here. I suggest you go to the domestic store across the street to choose from, which is more suitable for you." The young clerk advised politely.

"The poor man still wants to wear Givenchy? It's so funny. It's great that you can wear Yageol's suit!" The man smiled disdainfully.

Song Fan can't afford the clothes here now.

Logically speaking, it is normal to leave if you can’t afford it. Originally, Song Fan didn’t know these luxury brands, so he just wanted to leave by mistake.

But Song Fan was very unhappy with the young man's arrogant attitude.

"Even if I can't afford the clothes here, don't you even have the right to see them?" Song Fan asked back.

"You have the right to see. But you don't have the right to stand with me to watch!" The man emphasized again, "I said - I'm the most annoying to the poor, don't let me see you here!"

At this time, the clerk also whispered: "Student, you should leave quickly. This Mr. Fan Jian is an old customer here. His family is very rich and you can't afford to mess with it. If things get a big deal, you will suffer."

"Hmph! Isn't it just a little money? What's so awesome!" Song Fan said unconvincedly.

"Sorry, it's really amazing to have money!" Fan Jian said proudly.

"I want to see how great you are!" Song Fan immediately called out the system. "System - I want to see Fan Jian as my son!"
Chapter completed!
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