"Attention, I'm here."

Wei Fang smiled like a demon and slapped Yang Fugui hard. Then he shook his hand unexpectedly and said, "Look at the sweat on your face, my hands are full of oil, and I can't use it, I'll wipe it for you." ”

With a tone that could not be refused, Wei Flais asked for a tissue with Du Juan, and Yang Fugui said with a swollen face: "I don't think I need it, it's good like this, don't bother you to do it." ”

"No, I'm the fairest, since I'm going to beat you, it's a matter of wiping your sweat."

The cuckoo persuaded on the side: "I'll forget it." ”

"Have you forgotten how this guy spoke for that scumbag?"

He hasn't forgotten the fat pig man's face when he usually looks at the cuckoo, if Yang Fugui doesn't have the slightest evil idea in his heart, he won't believe it.

Hearing Wei Flail say this, Du Juan was angry in his heart, and he went with Wei Flai.

Wei Fang raised his hand and slapped it again and again, until his right hand hurt.

Every time he hit, he also deliberately wiped off the excess liquid on Yang Fugui's face with a tissue. In this way, there is no excess liquid for lubrication, and every slap makes Yang Fugui's eyes glaze gold.

Just when Yang Fugui thought he was relieved and Wei Flail stopped, Wei Flail opened his face and said with a wicked smile: "One more thing, what are you anxious about?" ”

"This hit hurts your hands, your face is really thick." He said "distressedly": "It's a pity that I don't have a pair of gloves, if I have a pair of gloves, it will be more comfortable to fight." ”

"I have!"

"Mr.-Stirring Stick" seems to be trying to save his face, raising his right hand high in the crowd. As he looked at him, he stepped out of the crowd and gave out a pair of white cotton gloves—the kind commonly used to move bricks on construction sites.

"Thanks, friend, how much does this glove cost? I'll transfer you money in a moment. ”

"No need, I'll send you." "Mr. Stirrer" said magnificently, looking at Yang Fugui, whose face was swollen and worthy of the name of a pig's head, if it weren't for this guy supporting the man in sunglasses, he wouldn't have mistakenly thought that Wei Flail was unreasonable, and then embarrassed in front of everyone.

When he passed by the man in sunglasses who was pretending to be dead, he kicked the man in sunglasses hard and said, "Be honest, you 'groping'!" Another day, I'll stomp your paw and hang it under the eaves to dry! ”

In Yang Fugui's desperate eyes, Wei Flail unhurriedly put on the cotton gloves sponsored by the friendship of "Mr. Stirring Stick", and smiled so much that he showed two rows of teeth.

"Don't hide, or you'll have to do it all over again, which won't be good."

Yang Fugui was terrified in his heart, but he said: "No, no, a manly man dares to act!" ”

It was the tragedy of a strong man who would never return, but in the end, it was inevitable that the hero would be short of breath, and he whispered to him: "You have a light hand, and I will personally add two hundred bonuses to your salary." ”

"Huh."

Wei Fang raised his hand disapprenorely, and in Yang Fugui's disbelieving eyes, he used all his strength to hit him on the face that was so swollen that he couldn't see his eyes. A large crystalline white object with cherry blossom at the end drew a graceful arc in the air, and then, everyone saw a bloody tooth lying on the floor of the monitoring room.

Yang Fugui covered his swollen faces on both sides, grinning and squeezing through the crowd and walking out.

"It's your turn."

Wei Fang put this man in sunglasses at the end, and with this pair of gloves on his hands, he didn't hurt his hands even more.

Holding the collar of the man with sunglasses and throwing the sunglasses on his face aside, Wei Fang saw that his eyes were spinning like a spinning top, and he didn't know what the hell he was thinking.

Wei Flail was not ready to listen to any words that came out of his mouth, and raised his hand to slam it three times, and it was so loud that everyone heard it for a while, and at the same time, a sense of revenge rose in their hearts, just like they were not them before and they are now, following Wei Flails to the same enemy.

"Well played!"

"I could see that he wasn't a good guy for a long time."

"This young man is upright, and he is relieved."

……

Hearing the cheers around him, Wei Fang thought of a bad idea.

He said to the people around him: "Friends, I don't think I can relieve my anger alone, it just so happens that this man in sunglasses agreed to the bet, and lost completely, and he is a pervert, I look at it like this, I want to ask a few volunteers to help me, is anyone willing?" ”

In a few moments, six able-bodied men stepped forward, including "Mr.-Stirrger", who wore a pair of crocodile gloves, which was the obvious reason why he stood out.

There was an opportunity to teach the man in sunglasses a lesson, how could he miss it?

One after another, the surging and turbulent slaps rang out non-stop, and the man in sunglasses felt like a ball in his brain, being kicked around, and the brain awards inside became a puddle of paste.

I could barely see that standing in front of me was "Mr. Stick", and I could see the crocodile skin gloves on the hands of "Mr. Stick". The man in sunglasses was suddenly frightened that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and as soon as his eyes were closed, he fainted in public.

Joke! The glove hit me in the face, and half of my face was gone!!

"Mr.-stirring stick" kicked the man in sunglasses again in dissatisfaction, but the man in sunglasses didn't move and didn't react at all. He was also not good at attacking a comatose person, so he could only unwillingly take off his gloves and retreat into the crowd.

Wei Flail took Du Juan's hand and went to Yang Fugui to settle the money.

The onlookers saw that there was nothing to see, so they returned to their original position, what should they do.

The security guard in the monitoring room frowned as he looked at the man in sunglasses on the ground.

The security captain nodded to two people and said, "You guys threw this guy outside the mall." ”

After a while, he said again: "It's better to throw it farther away, throw it into the green belt not far from the main road, take it easy, don't throw people in the middle of the road, otherwise this guy will die, and you will be blamed." ”

"Understood."

"No problem."

Both security guards patted their chests and assured.

A dog with different degrees of dented fur walked to the green belt with his tail between his legs, raised his hind legs and peed on the trunk of a small tree.

Finally, it is also content to squat under the tree conveniently. It is exactly the kind of Laipi dog that is often said, with gray fur and no original breed.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over its head, and it was so frightened that it didn't and jumped out of the green belt.

The two security guards saw the Lippy dog grinning and whispering a warning in his throat. At the same time, the two took out their batons from their waists and shouted at the dog: "Get out! Dead dog, be careful that I kill you! ”

As if frightened by the weapons of the two, the Laipi dog whimpered, turned his head and ran.

"I was scared to death, I didn't expect a mad dog, if it was bitten, it would definitely be infected with rabies, I heard, there is no guarantee that it will be cured 100%."

"Come on, look at your appearance, when you encounter a thief, you still can't be scared to pee?"

The security guard, who drank the dog away, smiled and said to another security guard: "I'll take you to have supper tonight, dog meat pot, give your kid a strong courage, and the next time the dog sees you again, he will definitely run with his tail between his legs!" ”

"Dog meat, is that thing delicious?"

Another security guard looked embarrassed.

"Haven't you heard? The dog meat rolls, and the gods can't stand steadily. I heard my grandfather say that dog meat was also called fragrant meat in ancient times, and I used to wander around the township, and it was difficult to eat it if I wanted to. ”

"Is it really that delicious?"

Another security guard couldn't help but lick his lips, saliva secreting unconsciously in his mouth.

"Believe your brother, make sure to eat until your tongue swallows it!"

……

The conversation between the two grew farther and farther away.

In the grass, the man in the ink realm, who had pretended to be unconscious just now, hurriedly got up with his strength.

"Phew! That kid is really black. ”

actually asked other people to help, those people are tall and big, and none of them are soft, and his body is so dangerous here.

He felt something sticky on his hand, so he raised his hand and sniffed it, and there was a foul smell.

Woohoo!

The Laippi dog ran back and barked at the man in sunglasses.

The man in sunglasses finally guessed that it was the freshly hot poop of the Laipi dog in his hand, he smelled the smell of stinking on his clothes, and when he lay down in the green belt, the dog's urine rolled all over him.

He rubbed his hand on the leaves on the green belt again and again, and finally his hands were free of those disgusting things, and he could only smell the juice of the grass.

He picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the dog.

He didn't think about this hit, he didn't even aim at it, but who wanted to throw it directly on the head of the laippy dog.

He thought he could scare the dog away, but it provoked the dog's ferocity, and it barked with red eyes. Immediately after, the man in sunglasses heard a low roar that kept ringing.

One, two, three, three......

There were about ten dogs in total, and they were all staring at the man in sunglasses, with long mouths drooling.

It turned out that the Laipi dog did not run away, but went to move the rescuers, and it knew that it could not beat two security guards alone, so it went to call its "dog brother and dog brother".

Unfortunately, the two security guards had already returned, but the man in sunglasses angered the dog.

The man in sunglasses barely swallowed the saliva in his mouth, and he remembered that someone said that if a dog growls at you, you must not run, but walk by them slowly, otherwise the more you run, the faster they will chase.

He didn't dare to breathe, and slowly retreated.

With every step he took back, the stray dogs took a step forward, and the roar grew louder and louder.

He was furious when he heard this, and when he retreated, he accidentally stepped on a dead branch on the ground, and he stumbled and almost failed to stand firmly.

There was a click, like a signal to attack, and about ten dogs, four feet kicked back, and pounced on him desperately.

He wondered what he would do to be safe if he messed with a dog. The man didn't tell him how to get out if he beat the dog.

He turned and ran backwards, and before he could see the dog chasing after him, he could only feel some barking getting closer. Hearing the voice, he exerted even more strength, and his speed was a little faster than just now.

Like a bellows in his lungs, the whirring cold air kept pouring into his lungs, reacting violently with the scorching heat inside, and he was like a fire, and ice was constantly swallowing into his lungs. He wanted to stop and rest for even a minute, but the dogs didn't want to let him go.

He could only cry and run forward without tears, and the wound on his face was still faintly painful, and he will never forget this rare and precious experience in his lifetime.