Chapter 1147: Digestion and Digestion
But Sun Yaosheng's shot just now, in addition to making Zong Kai feel painful and painful, it also made the surrounding diners tremble.
So, just some unforgiving young people who like to fight fiercely and watch some movies of the old boys, they can make themselves enthusiastic and "justice".
"Hey, it's like Nima demolishing, what are you crying wolf here. Do you want to die and be reincarnated? Do you want a brother to give you a ride? β
This kind of person is nothing more than a bully, with unlimited waves with the wind, and the headwind is slower than anyone else.
Even the young man who sprayed feces in his mouth, there were five at a table. On the other hand, on Sun Yaosheng's side, there were only two, even if Zhu Xiaofei who was eating supper in another place was counted, it would still be useless. Coupled with Sun Yaosheng's tearful face, it made the young people who were full of food and had nothing to do hate.
These five people are only afraid of Zong Kai, whose body shape is very terrifying, but because Zong Kai is facing away from them, and he is sitting at this time, they also think that this is a fat man who is one size taller than ordinary people, looking at bluffing, the actual combat effectiveness is no different from a papier-mΓ’chΓ© tiger.
It's just that these wandering ghosts with actual combat experience are destined to pay for their own self-righteousness.
"Boy, just because of your scare, I spilled Lao Tzu's hot on my clothes, you said, if you don't pay eight thousand, can we let you go back completely?"
The owner of the stall is just a middle-aged man who supports his family, and he has the strength to do so for many years, but he does not have the righteous heart to punish evil and promote good.
In order to prevent the young man who has never done things lightly and seriously from making trouble and lifting his own stall, the middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life put down the dough roll in his hand, stirred his hands in his bib, and groveled and said, "Eliminate the gas, eliminate the gas, I will pay for the wontons on your table, there is no need to make a big move." β
"Do you need to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs? Are they your son or your grandfather, why are you defending them so much? β
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face froze, "No, I just want to"
"Think about it, think about your mother's head!" The young man at the front of the line suddenly smiled ghostly, "Do you want to help them?" β
The middle-aged man's hands wrapped in the bib strained each other, and the green tendons were already bulging, but he still smiled reluctantly, "You have to be forgiving and forgiving, this is not a big deal, or forget it." If your clothes are dirty, I'll take them for you and wash them. β
"Wash?" The young man looked disdainful, "Do you know how expensive this dress is?" Limited edition clothes are not said to be washed. I see that you sincerely want to help them, so that's it, you can help them make up the ticket fee for this trip. β
After saying that, the other four people who were sitting stood up, crossed their hands on their chests, and blocked the door with a look of play.
"This, this" The middle-aged man sighed in the face of these vexatious young people, while congratulating his children for being so sensible, "Isn't five bowls of wontons enough?" β
"Five bowls? He said five bowls would buy me this dress. The young man looked back at his companion, and the crowd laughed sneeringly.
"Hahaha, Tu Baozi, I'm afraid he thinks this is a stall."
"That is, even if he accompanies us with this stall, I'm afraid it will be far more than that."
"Isn't this poor ghost who has never seen hundreds of clothes in his life, and is it too difficult for us to do a little for him."
"Hahahaha!"
The middle-aged man continued to swallow his anger, "Then how much does it cost to send it to a dry cleaner to be washed?" β
He thought that the young man thought he was dirty, so he naively thought that he could solve it by just taking it to the dry cleaner and washing it.
"Still washing, believe it or not, Lao Tzu is looking for someone to wash your shop." The young man retracted his smiling face and said viciously, "You have heard clearly to Lao Tzu, it is not washing, it is the original compensation, compensation!" β
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll pay for it." β
With that, he turned around and opened the locked drawer. After hesitating for a few seconds, he ruthlessly took out a few red bills.
"Give."
The young man smiled again, "Okay, count you on the road." β
The middle-aged man was relieved and exhaled heavily.
"Wait!"
The middle-aged man, who was only half spit out in one breath, and the face of the middle-aged man who was almost choked changed greatly, and he had a hunch that his next words would be unbearable.
Sure enough, I saw the young man's face smeared with white powder and lipstick on his lips, just like the face of a drama on the stage, and said hideously, "This is just the food money, and you still have the money for clothes and mental damage." β
"Hahaha, Chen Shao is mighty, and the mental loss fee can make you think of it, it's amazing!"
"That's it, that's it, don't think about leaving today if you don't give money."
Ren Er's east, west, north and south winds, still scooped up the wontons with a spoon, put them in front of his lips to blow cold, and then gently swallowed Sun Yao Shengyun said lightly, "It seems that someone has to put some spices that I don't like to eat in my bowl of wontons that I have eaten for nearly seven years." β
"Chen Shao, is that little white face scolding us for being spices?"
In a word, embarrassed two people.
The young man who was called Chen Shao turned around and scolded angrily, "Shut your mouth, no one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak!" β
Sun Yaosheng was full of the words "little white face" echoing in his head. He was very strange how blind a person was to stand in front of a person who wanted to be smeared with three catties of powder, accusing himself of being a little white face.
However, this also made Sun Yaosheng add another stroke to his own book for this blind brother.
Ignoring the five peers who didn't seem to be good, Sun Yaosheng asked Zong Kai, who had been working hard, "Brother Kai, have you eaten enough?" β
With a "smack", Zong Kai, who swallowed the last wonton in the bowl after sucking the soup, once again burped with a full charm, "Well, it's almost eighty." β
Glancing at the five bowls next to him, Sun Yaosheng counted the five people in front of him who were blocking his view of the scenery, and said, "Well, it's just right." β
"Now that you're full, do you want to find some work to do and digest it? lest there be food accumulation in the stomach, but you will not be able to sleep well at night. β
Hearing Sun Yaosheng say this, Zong Kai, who can eat, sleep and loves to eat and sleep, instantly came to his senses, "No wonder every time I eat something at night after my workout, it is difficult to sleep well at night, it turns out that the reason is here." β
Sun Yaosheng instinctively ignored Zong Kai's snoring sound of lightning and thunder as soon as he touched the pillow, "Although the five behind you are not even a sparring partner, they are not enough to see at all, but to promote digestion, I think it is still okay." β
After eating for so long, Zong Kai is not a deaf person. It's just that he treats people with sophistication, and he has always felt that he can discern pearls. Therefore, even if he was full of anger, the heart filled with kindness was already swollen to the point of exploding, Sun Yaosheng didn't say anything, he honestly continued to be a six-root pure foodie, ignoring or asking.
But now, when Sun Yaosheng's hint was so obvious, Zong Kai's smile became even brighter after eating.
"Then you wait a while, I'll come when I go."
Pinching his fingers, Zong Kai, who stood up, slowly turned around.
When the five young people saw Zong Kai stand up and his head was about to hit the hanging light bulb, he already had a feeling that the situation was not good. But when Zong Kai slowly turned around, after seeing that the thin undershirt couldn't cover the muscles, someone had already begun to slowly retreat.
This manna is a fat man who imagines that is useless except for his huge size, and this is completely a humanoid tank that can kill ten of himself with one punch.
The five young men swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the same time, and couldn't help but move backwards.
Chen Shao, who was arrogant and domineering at the beginning, at this time, in order to maintain the demeanor of the boss, he stubbornly said, "That, if you have something to say, a gentleman doesn't use his mouth, it's illegal to beat people at will, don't mess around." β
Looking at Chen Shao, who was incoherent, Zong Kai, who was looking down, asked murderously, "Great Sage, what should I do?" β
Sun Yaosheng sucked on the delicious soup, "Aren't their clothes dirty, take them off and help them wash them." I looked next to me and threw a bucket of washing water into it, so that they could scoop it up and put it on. β
Everyone followed Sun Yaosheng's guidance and looked over, where there was an iron bucket filled with the stench of residual food.
In an instant, the five of them retched.
After the nausea, Chen Shao sadly found that the four companions behind him had run away without a trace.
Sun Yaosheng was amused when he saw it, "Yes, you deserve to be the boss, it seems that you won't shed tears when you don't see the coffin." β
Chen Shao has 10,000 sentences in his heart - selling batches does not know whether to say it or not.
"Lao Tzu just has weak legs and can't run! The ghost is willing to do this majesty, this boss who loves to be who should go, Mom, I want to go home! β
On the way back, Sun Yaosheng stopped the taxi halfway.
"I'm sorry, master, I'll go down to buy something and I'll be back soon, and the time delayed will be counted in the travel expenses."
"Go ahead, be careful on the road, I'm also the last car, don't be in a hurry."
When Sun Yaosheng came back and watched him carry his large bags into the car, Zhu Xiaofei asked incomprehensibly, "Didn't you eat enough just now?" Why do you buy so many osmanthus cakes? β
Sun Yaosheng smiled mysteriously, "You'll know later." β
After getting out of the car, under the persuasion of the taxi driver, Sun Yaosheng, who had no choice but to swear again and again, would never stay out at night in the future, so that the satisfied taxi disappeared into the vast night.
"There are still good people in the world." Looking at the red taillights and turning around, Zhu Xiaofei said with emotion.
Sun Yaosheng didn't give him the opportunity to continue to play on the topic, "Not long ago, I seemed to have heard the phrase 'the world is as black as a crow' from you." β
Zhu Xiaofei first glared at Sun Yaosheng, who disturbed his understanding of the mood of life, and then stretched his waist, "I'm tired, go back and wash and sleep." β
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Since the last time he came back from the Martial Arts Exhibition Center, Yu Bin has become unthinkable, and his whole person has become moody, making people afraid to approach easily.
"Actually flirting, talking and laughing?"
Early in the morning, Yu Bin sat on the ground in a rockery of the school, surrounded by empty or unopened wine tanks on both sides. It's just that the cans that have been drunk are almost all in the shape of being pinched and deflated by brute force, without exception.
"I thought you were pretentious, but it turned out that you had no beads! I hate that I worked hard for you desperately, and ended up playing the piano to the cow. A waste thing that is useless except for the beauty of the skin, which point is he better than me, which point! β
After talking crazy, the wine in his hand was drunk after raising his head.
"Click."
After the bulging wine jar was pinched so that it couldn't get back to its original shape, it was casually thrown aside by Yu Bin.
Yu Bin, who drank several cans of wine alone, thought that there would be no blind guy coming to disturb him, but he didn't think that the pull ring of the next can had not been opened, and a panting voice came.
As the president of the student union of the Department of Journalism, Yu Bin is completely free to go to class or not. The usual attendance discipline sheet is in his drawer, the teachers turn a blind eye to the face of the vice principal, and those students who uphold the "mighty and unyielding" not only did not wait for a righteous trial after the report, but ended up in a commotion of themselves, and were later announced by Yu Bin after the personal vendetta. Obviously, the middle position of the first row is eye-catchingly empty, and everyone is blind again.
After a year and a half of being powerful, Yu Bin is also very curious about who this stunned young man who is not afraid of death is.
"President!"
Yu Bin has many titles, and the followers who can only follow behind his ass to make a scene call him Boss or Yu Shao. The relationship is not far away, and his classmates who are in awe of him call him the chairman. And this "president", only the members recruited by the game club that he just established will shout like this.
Recently, this voice has been ringing in my ears, and it is all trivial things. Even a newly recruited member who is unruly and asks himself whether he should first close the door and beat him and then kick him out, Yu Bin has the urge to go through this process on him first.
"Shi Haitao, are you a bee? Can you stop surrounding me all day long when you have nothing to do? β
Shi Haitao, that is, who helped Yu Bin go to find out why Xu Han appeared in the martial arts exhibition center. With that face proportional to his height, when Yu Bin already had a candidate for vice president of the game club, he helped him to take the position because of his poor ability to do things and snub people's face.
Don't say it, Shi Haitao is really worthy of the words "make the best use of things" in the position of vice president. Less than a week after the establishment of the new club, with Yu Bin as the shopkeeper, Shi Haitao single-handedly made the application form of the entire club in short supply. Although the gold-lettered signboard of Yu Bin stands there, the students of the journalism department of the entire club account for less than 30%, and the students of the rest of the departments do not care about the identity of the president of the journalism student union.
Just imagine, which hot-blooded man does not have the ideal of winning glory for the country, and which aspiring young man does not have the vision of wearing the national flag and singing the national anthem in front of tens of millions of people.
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