Flutter.

The brother next to him laughed.

Because the four words written in the bag are "shit luck"!

Yang Baitong said with a mocking smile in his eyes: "Hey, this master said that I was lucky with shit, but I was hit by a car when I went out, which is interesting!"

Everyone's eyes are shining, which is good!

This is a naked slap in the face.

They just had one more reason to blackmail the fortune teller's money.

Liao Qihua in the distance was on the opposite street, he smoked a cigarette in anticipation, nodded to everyone, and signaled that he was going to drive a motorcycle.

Yang Baitong glanced around and found that in addition to the entrance of the fortune-telling shop, there were more people in the bubble tea shop opposite.

As a professional porcelain party.

In addition to being super thick-skinned, you also have to have both acting skills and prepare the corresponding props.

"Let's go, let's go to the door of the bubble tea shop opposite and wait, there are a lot of people over there!"

In this way, everyone walked in the direction of the bubble tea shop.

Yang Baitong was queuing just now, so he didn't smoke, and now that he was addicted to smoking, he stood in place and lit a cigarette first.

With a snap, he took a sip.

Then he walked towards the other side, saying that it was too late and that it was too fast, and suddenly the soles of his feet slipped.

He looked down and instantly scolded: "Lying grass, what the!"

All of a sudden, many people looked over.

A dramatic scene ensued.

When the brothers looked back, they couldn't hold back their laughter.

Because Yang Baitong did step on dog shit, and it splashed, and the shoes were all over it.

He looked up in disgust, and was about to find a corner to clean up the damn thing, but he didn't expect the next second.

Suddenly, a potted plant fell from the sky!

Bang!

It was very terrifying and smashed in the middle of the road, and it was less than three steps away from Yang Baitong.

At that moment, the whole street fell into a deathly silence.

Silent......

Because it was so terrifying, it almost hit someone.

The potted plant was shattered to the ground, it was a clay pot, hard enough to smash a man's head.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Yang Baitong, as the person closest to the flower pot, was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

Passers-by also sighed: "Wow, this is too lucky!"

"yes, I just stepped on shit!"

"Otherwise, I'll probably hit my head. ”

"I don't know which one is missing, and I almost stoned someone to death. ”

Yang Baitong gasped heavily, his heart was shocked, he couldn't even care about the dog shit under his feet, and anxiously took out the paper that the fortune teller gave him in his pocket.

【Walking shit luck】

These four words became shocking, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes and swallow a mouthful of water.

A few brothers in the bubble tea shop were also shocked, you look at me, I look at you.

It's just horrible.

They looked at the smashed flower pot, and the shit under the feet of "Cat Brother".

Someone swallowed a mouthful of water, and muttered in a slightly trembling voice, "This ...... Does this count as shit luck?"

"Count...... Forget it!"

They were stunned, and even spoke with a stutter.

At this time, the eyes of everyone looking at the fortune-telling shop suddenly had a trace of fear and disbelief.

It's like hell.

Yang Baitong was still standing in place, and he suddenly shook his head before coming back to his senses, he walked to the position of the flower pot, stepped on the dirt on it, and cleaned the dog shit on his feet.

"Brother Cat, that's ...... Is that still going to work?" asked one of the brothers, a little apprehensive.

Yang Baitong couldn't help but scold: "Fuck it, fuck your sister!"

"Don't you see what state Lao Tzu is in now?"

The brother choked on his throat and looked pale at the fortune teller, and motioned, "I mean, shall we return that?"

Yang Baitong was also shocked, he didn't even understand whether this was a coincidence or something now.

Is this shit luck not to refer to, what happened just now?

At this time, the thin and tall guy next to him said with some cowardice: "I don't think so, I feel that this store is a bit evil, you see so many people queuing up, maybe this master is really capable." ”

"And no matter what, Brother Cat, you did take a wave of shit luck just now, we just really fake, it seems that we can't get past it!"

The more Yang Baitong thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he said, "Yes, yes, it makes sense!"

He couldn't help but scold: "Grass, Liao Qihua's coercion wants to trap us, anyone dares to provoke, and almost had an accident." ”

As soon as these words came out, the brothers immediately scolded: "Yes, what kind of thing is this." ”

"I don't know where this brain looks, look at the popularity of the store, how can there be so many people if it's a liar. ”

Everyone immediately scolded Liao Qihua unanimously.

……

At this point in the distance.

Liao Qihua has already ridden a motorcycle, and in order to avoid others from seeing his face, he also deliberately wears a mask.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, if he could do it this time, he would be able to get twenty or thirty thousand yuan.

Although the "big head" let those guys who touched the porcelain take it.

But I didn't do anything, so it's still a good deal.

It's the fortune teller who is unlucky, but it's nothing, anyway, the other party cheated back the money.

Thinking of this, he drove his motorcycle through the crowd.

From a distance, I saw "Brother Cat" standing in the middle of the road waiting for him, he deliberately raised his eyebrows at the other party, and then rushed over as soon as the accelerator was added.

At this time, Yang Baitong saw that the forced goods of the dog day were coming.

And he wanted to drive into himself, and suddenly his temper came up, and he shouted: "Damn, him!"

So.

As soon as Liao Qihua added the throttle, he drove towards the other party, and in order to avoid real damage, he was ready to brake in advance.

Moreover, the other party is a master of porcelain, and he should know how to protect his body.

Such an extremely thrilling scene appeared in everyone's sight.

The people of the entire Changling West Street were stunned.

Just as the motorcycle was about to hit someone, it braked suddenly, and the person who was hit staggered a few steps back.

The motorcycle driver who hit the person was wearing a mask and wanted to run away in a panic, but he was directly pulled by the person next to him and ripped off the motorcycle.

Yang Baitong was almost stoned to death by that flower pot just now, and his temper didn't come out, but now he kicked and stepped on it frantically just when he was caught.

The surrounding brothers also grabbed Liao Qihua and punched and kicked him.

Passers-by pointed their fingers: "You deserve it!"

"yes, I don't look anywhere, I drive so fast. ”

"It's good that it didn't hit it badly, you should have avoided it!"

"The most annoying thing is that these people don't want to die when they drive motorcycles, even if they don't want to die themselves, they also hurt others. ”

The crowd scolded bitterly.

Yang Baitong also gritted his teeth and scolded: "Mother, kick him, kick him to death." ”

Liao Qihua was completely stunned, this Nima is really different from the plan, he said that he would let himself escape, and then go to blackmail the money?

He quickly ripped off his mask and shouted, "You guys are crazy!"

", what the hell!"

Yang Baitong pushed all the pots on the other party's body, and couldn't help but scold: "You almost killed me, and you hit me?"

Liao Qihua's eyes widened, didn't this Nima say it in advance?

He blurted out: "You still don't cheat money!"

"Lie to your sister!! Yang Baitong scolded: "Don't look at what kind of place this is, Master Li is what you say you can slander?"

As soon as these words came out, the passers-by on the entire street were boiling.

What an amazing statement!

"God, what did they say?"

"Do you want to blackmail Master Li?"

"How can such a person be the one who drove the motorcycle?"

"He deserves to be beaten, just kick it twice. ”

At this moment, the guests who were queuing up in the Heavenly Pavilion were all stunned, discussing something one after another.

Liu Ziming's mouth opened slightly, he recognized it, isn't this the people who just came to make trouble, why are they fighting now?

He looked back at Li Mowen in amazement.

I saw that at this time, the corners of Li Mowen's mouth were raised, and he was looking at it with interest with his head down, flipping through a book of "Divination and Easy Knowledge", although he said that he had glasses to assist, but some basic theoretical knowledge had to be made up.

He took another sip of tea, as if he knew what was going on outside.