Chapter 1198 Blacksmithing (Third update, please vote for me)

The man with glasses looks bad.

Not just because he was pushed down.

Also because of the looks of people around me.

Ella Morgan stood in front of the man with glasses with her arms crossed.

That kind of condescending look, that kind of disgusting look made the man with glasses very uncomfortable.

You all deserve to die, you bitch! Smelly bitch...

In full view of everyone, the man with glasses lowered his head and turned to leave.

"Loser." Ella Morgan curled her lips and said disdainfully.

Ella Morgan saw Chen Zhao and West not far away, pointed her finger, and blew a kiss from a distance.

The man with glasses is currently trapped in a demonic barrier.

He kept muttering in his mouth: "Bitch, I killed that bastard who harassed you for you, and you still refuse to look at me, so you can die too."

Ella Morgan didn't know that she was already hated by the man with glasses.

A female colleague with short hair came to Ella Morgan: "Ella, you'd better be careful, that man looks very uncomfortable."

"What's there to be afraid of that kind of trash? If he dares to harass me again, I will castrate him." Ella Morgan said viciously.

"Where do you know him?" the female colleague asked.

Not only Ella Morgan, but even this female colleague looked down upon the man with glasses.

A woman's first impression of a man is nothing more than his clothing and appearance. It's impossible to tell the innermost feelings of a man at just one glance.

No matter which woman, it is difficult to accept a man with messy hair and old-fashioned clothes.

Women basically call such men losers.

"It seems that he was a porter at the airport. He started coming to our store a month ago and asked for a cup of coffee for breakfast every day. I said a few words to him, but there was no communication anymore. He wanted it a few days ago but didn't know he had it wrong. What kind of medicine? He wanted my phone number, so of course I rejected him. I didn’t expect him to come here again today and want to go on a date with me. I really don’t know what to say.”

Ella Morgan glanced at the female colleague next to her: "Gakira, where are you going to play after get off work?"

"Go home." The female colleague named Gakila said.

"You're bored too. Why don't we go to the bar for a drink? The bar we went to last time has a lot of handsome guys at home. Maybe we can meet one or two."

"I won't go." Gakira rejected Ella Morgan's proposal: "I would rather watch TV series at home."

"Gakira... um... can I stay at your house for one night?"

"Why are you staying at my place?"

"I was kicked out by my landlord."

"Okay." Gakira said.

"Then let's go back together after get off work?"

"Okay, by the way, I don't have any beer at home. I'll go to the supermarket to buy some beer after get off work."

Gakira looks like an ordinary girl, but Ella Morgan knows that Gakira has a very heavy drinking capacity.

Moreover, Gakira's interests and hobbies are also very different from those of a normal girl.

Ella Morgan has been to Gakira's home.

Gakira also set up a workshop in his home, and every day he went home to make all kinds of strange things.

Sometimes Ella Morgan wonders whether Gakira was the wrong man.

After get off work, the two went straight to the supermarket and came out with a few boxes of canned beer.

"Gakira, are you a monster? Don't you feel heavy?"

Gakira is 1.7 meters tall, but he doesn't look very strong, but it's difficult for him to hold a box of canned beer.

But Gakira was holding six cases of beer in both hands.

Ella Morgan always felt that there was a monster living in Gakira's body.

"If you're willing to spend an hour a day working out instead of spending it on men, you can too."

"Does your so-called fitness mean blacksmithing? Gakira, wake up. That is not what a woman should do. Women should be like me, dressing themselves up beautifully every day. You should treat yourself as a princess, not A rough man."

"Do you, on average, have an abortion every six months?" Gagera rolled her eyes.

It's like Ella Morgan can't understand Gakira's thinking.

Gakira also couldn't understand Ella Morgan's thoughts.

After putting the beer in the trunk, the two drove home.

"Don't touch her, Bitchi." Gakira couldn't stand Ella Morgan.

This woman was completely cold and careless, and he touched her in the car.

"You don't have any muscles, so why are you so much stronger than me?"

Gagera rolled his eyes at Ella Morgan: "Human strength is not entirely limited to biceps. If you want big muscles, you'd better go to a bodybuilding competition."

After arriving at Gakira's house, Ella Morgan opened the door and went in.

"Ella, don't you move the beer?" Gagera came in carrying seven boxes of beer.

"You can move it without me." Ella Morgan said: "Gagera, the surrounding land is yours, right?"

"yes."

"If a real estate developer takes a fancy to this land, you will make a fortune."

"Come on, such a remote place won't fetch much even if it's sold."

"It is indeed a bit remote, but if you sell it, you will definitely be able to open your own restaurant, and then I will be the store manager for you."

"If one day comes, I will definitely ask you to be the store manager."

Gagera took a can of beer and went to the workshop at the back.

Ella Morgan also followed to the back. This workshop was just a small blacksmith shop.

Gagera skillfully opened the vent of the stove, air entered the stove, and the flame inside immediately rose.

Ella Morgan took down an exquisitely crafted long sword hanging on the wall.

"It's so heavy. What's the use of this thing?"

"This is a restoration of a game prop. This sword was ordered by a gamer for US$1,200."

Ella Morgan took a breath: "So expensive? Then aren't you rich?"

"It's only 1,200 US dollars. Do you need to make such a fuss? And it took me half a month to build this sword. On average, I still don't make 100 US dollars a day."

"This is your extra income outside of work." Ella Morgan said, "I really want to learn from you."

"Come on, you can't even pick up that hammer."

"Gakira, although I am not as strong as you, you underestimate me. That hammer only weighs about 20 kilograms."

"You can go and give it a try."

Ella Morgan came to the hammer unconvinced, holding the handle of the hammer and trying to lift it, but found that the hammer was heavier than she thought.

Ella Morgan held it with both hands and tried again: "Damn it, is this Thor's hammer?"