This shout wasn't quiet at all!
And it was heard loud and clear by everyone present.
The young mother, Fengmei, frowned slightly. Although she didn't understand the Eastern Alliance language, she knew this curse word and could only apologize again, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"
She knew she was in the wrong, but she couldn't just gag her daughter's mouth, could she?
She hoped for forgiveness!
"Chink, you disturbed my rest!"
The tattooed man stood up abruptly, his face sinister as he said in a choked-up pyramid accent, "Shut that stinking mouth of your child up now!"
Such arrogance sparked dissatisfaction among the crowd!
The young mother, named Xiao Hong, had not boarded the airplane to the Eastern Alliance for tourism, but because her daughter had contracted a rare illness. After inquiring around, she had learned that there was a hospital in the Eastern Alliance that could treat it.
And the cure rate was around forty percent.
