Wen Jin stepped back and stood in front of the carriage.

The two horses pulling the cart noticed an obstacle ahead of them and immediately stopped moving slowly.

With two "kicks", the two horses stopped their hooves in unison and snorted at the same time.

Wen Jin stared at the eyes of the tall horse, and the horse also stared at him with the eyes of a dead fish, so you and I looked at each other, and an awkward atmosphere followed.

Wen Jin: "...... "What do I have to look at with the two horses, is this the right eye?"

Wen Jin, who was not short, looked very petite and cute (yes, use the word cute) in comparison with the two tall horses, and stood upright in front of them like this, feeling like a mantis arm as a car.

However, Wen Jin looked bullish and waved his hand: "Stop, stop, the chengguan is checking!" ”

There was an embarrassing silence - the coachman still sat stiffly in front of the carriage, motionless.

Wen Kou sighed: "What's the matter, you don't even give face to the city management?" He shook his head, and said pretending to be old-fashioned, "The world is going down! People's hearts are not ancient! The world is hot and cold! I know how warm and cold people are! ”

Passers-by eating melons next to him gathered in a circle.

The main reason is that the carriage is too conspicuous, and a teenager is just like this, standing in front of the carriage, which is too visually impactful.

At this time, the passers-by next to him looked sideways and sighed: "This little cub is too courageous, standing in front of the carriage like this, and he is not afraid of being injured." ”

"That's it, but this guy is so beautiful, he's a beauty! Wait, you say he's a man and a woman, why do I see the Adam's apple pinched? ”

"It's useless to look good, you see, this carriage, even the curtains are made of fine silk fabrics. I happen to have some research on silk, which is obviously made by "Jinchengfang", using natural organic silk with advanced production technology, in order to achieve a better user experience...... Ahh The passer-by who said this smiled awkwardly: "All in all, this carriage is made of very precious materials, and the owner is definitely a rich family, if this kid wants to stop this carriage, it will be purely an egg hitting a stone!" ”

The listener bowed slightly, and a passer-by looked at the passer-by who spoke with adoring eyes, his eyes full of little stars: "You know a lot!" ”

The passer-by who spoke suddenly held his head high, obviously quite useful to passer-by's statement: "Of course, I want your brother and I to go up to Immortal Mountain, dive to Immortal Lake, and go south and north, what thing has not been done?" ”

Passerby B admired it even more, and a flower could appear in his eyes: "It's amazing, you have a lot of knowledge!" ”

Immediately, he paused, and then asked, "Then, since the owner of the carriage is so rich, why don't you change to a better horse, but use these dry broken horses?" ”

The passerby who spoke suddenly became embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and said to him: "Ahahahahaha, that, what is the reason?" ”

In order to maintain his pretending image, the passer-by who spoke racked his brains, and finally clapped his hands, smashed his fist with one hand on the other, and said: "This is all taste, taste, do you understand?" Taste is unusual, not taking the usual path! ”

Passerby B looked adoring: "Although I don't know, I feel great, big brother, you are so powerful!" ”

The passer-by who spoke was a little fluttering: "Of course, your eldest brother and I know astronomy and geography, and if you don't understand, it's right to ask me!" ”

"No, the purpose of choosing Yama as a seat is not as simple as taste." At this moment, suddenly, a voice interjected into the conversation.

It's hard to describe the hoarse voice. If I had to describe it, it was like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing, and it was like a rag being torn. What's even funnier is that the owner of the voice is also seriously trying to be playful.

But considering his timbre, this "playfulness" gave goosebumps to the people around him.

The passer-by who spoke did not mind, but was very unhappy that the owner of the voice interrupted his pretense. He turned his head contemptuously, trying to catch the figure of the owner of the voice: "What do you know, your uncle, me, I ...... I'll it! ”

This high-decibel scream attracted the attention of the melon-eating crowd, and they all turned their heads to look:

"Who's screaming, it's just a nuisance, I'...... I'll it! ”

"What's wrong? Let one, let one, let me see...... I'll it! ”

"I'll you!"

What is it that attracts everyone's attention, and what causes everyone to scream? Behind this, is it the degradation of morality or the distortion of human nature? If you want to know the truth, stay tuned to "Today's ...... Ahem, ahem, off-topic, off-topic.

Let's zoom in and take a closer look at the secrets behind the scenes!

Isn't it exciting? No? All right.

I saw that the person who had just spoken, surrounded by everyone, pointing and pointing, and everyone was watching.

Why? Because......

This man is a scarface.

Densely packed, there are large and small scars all over the person's entire face, some have been dry, some still have some bloodshots, and the whole face is the kind that dense phobias people will faint at a glance.

The man was frowning—though he couldn't even make out the frown—and said in an impatient tone, "Don't look at it, don't look at it." I'm used to it, but it's still annoying! ”

The crowd scattered like frightened bunnies, probably because this person's face would be regarded as a supervillain no matter what he said.

The man shook his head, stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the passer-by who had not had time to run away and was so frightened that his face turned pale and he had just spoken. The man said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, you can call me a face master." ”

"Although I'm not a good person, I'm still no threat to a passerby like you."

"And me!" Passerby B jumped out.

Now, when I got closer, I could see that this "passer-by B" was a thin and small teenager, who seemed to be still at a low age.

"My name is Er Jian, I am the little brother of the noodle master, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Er Jian's face was excited, with the vitality of a teenager.

The passer-by who spoke was stunned: "It's ...... Nice to see you. ”

Er Jian looked very happy, stretched out his hand, and said again: "Nice to meet you!" ”

The passer-by hesitated, but he still stretched out his hand and shook his palm with Er Jian's palm: "I'm also very happy to meet ...... Oh oh oh! ”

Er Jian showed the black side of his belly, squeezed the passerby's hand vigorously, and then let go, muttering:

"Don't worry, it's just a small test!"

Passers-by couldn't cry or laugh, why was it always me who was hurt?