Soon, Bao Wuying was placed on a folding bed that was simply arranged, and then pushed into the gazebo. The temperature outside is not low, but there is no direct sunlight in the gazebo, and there is some breeze, so it is much more comfortable to stand inside than to hang outside. Prison Painting knew that in this environment, Bao Wuying would soon wake up. In order to prevent accidents, she used a force to invade Bao Wuying's head beforehand, causing him to fall asleep.

Jun Wenkang secretly arranged it, and all his subordinates stood behind him, not blocking everyone's sight. The prison painting and Bao Wuying are presented in everyone's sight. Among the people outside the pavilion, there were people who were almost driven away by Jun Wenkang before, but were temporarily left behind by prison paintings, there were also people who did not participate in the incident just now but did not line up, and some people who had already obtained the number and ran out to watch when they heard that they were going to scrape fat on the spot. All of these people are fat. These people themselves feel more hot than ordinary people, and now they feel even more anxious and stuffy in the summer under the sun.

But no one wanted to leave. The people who were driven out were unwilling and wanted to see and understand, hoping that this would be a bad operation so that they could comfort their wounded hearts. Those who didn't get the number also wanted to take the opportunity to observe and see if it was worth it for them to continue queuing tomorrow. And those who got the number were very happy to be able to preview the whole process of the operation to ease the tension in their hearts.

Some people have already taken out their phones and are ready to record the scene. The prison painting only wanted to spread the talisman paper to Jing Lou and Jing Min's ears through their mouths, but they didn't want everyone to know about it, so they summoned the green soul back in advance. With this professional spy and computer hacker, all the electronic products present could not run, and there was a fight with the magnetizer in Jinglou.

The people who took the mobile phone to take a secret photo soon found out about this, and they didn't dare to say anything, and directly put the mobile phone back silently.

"You say, if you do surgery outside, will you get infected?" A man who had almost been kicked out whispered.

"Didn't you say it would be unscathed? How can you get infected without a wound? ”

"Anyway, you can't have no wounds at all, right? Is it really acupuncture? ”

"Not necessarily. Didn't you see what she did with those three guys? I didn't even touch them, and I dumbed them out! ”

"Who knows if it's a sneaky needle? Cast a mist before somebody's eyes! It's like it's so bad! ”

"Even if you use a needle, it's better than you!"

"What are you talking about?"

"You tried dumbing people with needles? The one over there, I don't think you can eat grapes and say grapes are sour! ”

"That's it! Be careful, woe will come from your mouth! ”

The man who had started to speak immediately shut up. Yes, weren't the three of Zhong Dafu dumb because of their nonsense? Even if this woman doesn't have any magical means, she is a master who can use her hands and never move her mouth, and she can't be provoked.

Other than that, there was no more commotion in the crowd. Everyone stared at the prison painting and the bag without a shadow with bated breath, for fear that they would miss something without paying attention.

But they were clearly too nervous. The prison painting had to be operated on outside, just to show them how he was doing. So she didn't hide it at all, and took out a fat scraping charm directly from the storage ring.

This method of coming out of thin air made everyone who watched gasp. I'm wearing a sleeveless shirt now! It could never be hidden in a sleeve like a magician hiding a card. So where did this yellow rune paper, which looks like it has some yin energy, come from?

Just when everyone was puzzled, Prison Hua took out an empty bottle from his bag, pretended to open the cap, smoked it on the rune paper, and then pasted it on Bao Wuying's big belly.

And immediately afterwards the people saw

The towering belly deflated little by little. A man who lay down like a pregnant woman instantly became a small waist.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the prison painting uncovered the rune paper, pretended to be an inspection and lifted the hem of the shadowless blouse, and the vest line that was highlighted because of the weight loss was immediately presented in everyone's field of vision, causing an exclamation again.

What a world of difference!

Those who got the number suddenly blossomed in their hearts, as if they saw what they looked like when they lost weight, and their eyes were full of expectation and hope. Those who didn't get their numbers were gearing up, determined to be ahead of the line for the next group of surgeries. The most frustrated are those who have been evicted from the King's Landing. It is their dream to lose weight so easily and painlessly! How could they have wasted such a good opportunity because of a few gossip!

"Foreman, you're in the limelight now." Qing Soul walked around the crowd, took in the mental activities of these people, and when he came back, he sat on the edge of Bao Wuying's bed, bored and looked at the prison painting to continue the operation. "These people are very stimulated. The few people who could do it later were so excited that they almost fainted. The few who were driven away were trying to find scalpers to line up for them, and then disguised themselves to perform surgery, guessing you wouldn't recognize them. ”

"The faces of these people, I will never forget them after seeing them once and dying, how can I not recognize them? What a naivety! "The prison painting is currently undergoing surgery, and the green soul is also in a soul state, and no one can see him. So she was talking to the green soul in the sea of knowledge, and she didn't move.

"But that Zhong Dafu is really weird. I just went around the heads of those three people, you know? Qing Soul stretched his face between the prison painting and Bao Wuying with excitement, blocking the view of the prison painting. Do you know why he cheated? Because his wife was too thin, he didn't like it, so he found a fatter one. As a result, this week he found that his wife was getting fatter and fatter, and he was frightened, and decided to take his mistress to lose weight. Isn't this a toss, you say? ”

Prison Painting rolled his eyes and said, "You're blocking my view." ”

"! People are transparent! Qing Soul said unconvinced.

"Who says you're transparent? You ......" was about to retort, when he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and almost shouted out.

"Green Soul! How did you grow up? And...... Your soul seems to have become solid! ”

Qing Soul was stunned for a moment, then stood up straight, and looked down at his legs.

"It's strange, I seem to have really grown up...... "Qing Soul compared his height with the prison painting, and he actually grew taller.

"What a strange! I am a soul body, how can I grow tall? Besides, I'm in a state of blur now! How can a soul become solid? Qing Soul pondered in surprise, unable to figure it out.

The prison painting also stared at the green soul in surprise for a few seconds, and finally decided to study the problem after going back. The top priority now is to do a good job in Bao Wuying's surgery. If she doesn't pay attention and makes a mess, it's okay to say that the money is not good in the future, and that black bun won't let her go.

focused on Bao Wuying, and the prison painting made a delicate fat scraping all over his body, and finally worked on his face.

After some polishing, the prison painting was surprised to find that Bao Wuying actually had an incomparably delicate face. After losing weight, that face looks as good as little fresh meat in the entertainment industry, which is not much better than glory.

The prison painting looked at Bao Wuying from head to toe. Now, except for being shorter, Bao Wuying has no problems with his whole body.

She nodded with satisfaction, stroked Bao Wuying's forehead with one hand, and woke Bao Wuying from her sleep.

When he woke up, Bao Wuying didn't know yet

His body had undergone earth-shaking changes, he sat up from the folding bed, glanced at the people watching outside the pavilion in surprise, and said to the prison painting with some embarrassment: "Miss prison, I'm really embarrassed." My body was too burdened, and when I was excited, I had a little insufficient blood supply. Makes you laugh. ”

The prison painting smiled and did not speak. Bao Wuying was worried that his fainting would delay his business, so he hurriedly got out of bed and said, "Miss Prison, let's go for surgery!" I'm sorry to delay you for so long. I ......" He was about to say something, but suddenly he realized that something seemed wrong with his leg that had fallen to the ground, and his pants fell straight down.

Bao Wuying hurriedly lifted his pants, which narrowly avoided the embarrassment of his pants slipping. Immediately, he saw his deflated belly.

The surprised Bao Wuying couldn't take care of his pants now, and directly touched his whole body, and found that the fat that was originally on his body was gone. Instead, it is as light as a swallow.

"This, this ......" Bao Wuying was speechless excitedly, but he didn't realize that his pants had fallen to the ground before he knew it. And the only underwear on his body that could cover his shame at this time was about to be unable to hold his position because he was too fat.

"Ahem!" Before the prison painting could say anything, Jun Wenkang on the side reminded him: "This Mr. Bao, although our King's Landing Hotel does not require guests to wear formal clothes, they still have to wear clothes." At the very least, wear a pair of bottoms. ”

After Jun Wenkang's reminder, Bao Wuying found that he was about to run out, his face was red for a while, and he hurriedly lifted his pants, and said while bending down and bowing: "Thank you, Miss Prison!" Thank you, Boss! Thank you! Thank you! ”

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, the hand that was exposed outside the door of the King's Landing Hotel during the day today quickly reached the ears of Jing Lou and Jing Min. At this moment, next to them, there was a boy who looked like a junior high school student sitting at the desk, quietly doing his homework.

"I heard that she took out a yellow rune paper and smoked it against the rune paper with a bottle. I don't know if it's true or not. ”

"What's really fake? Jing Min, this is obviously just as good as us! ”

"But there can't be a second one in the Soul Collecting Bottle!"

"How do you know there won't be? Isn't it just a broken bottle that flows from the gods? I can't keep it together, and God has changed the bottle again. ”

"The bottle you became a god is your thermos cup, change it once a year?"

"So what do you say? The yellow one that can draw paper is obviously the fat scraping charm of hell! She must have something else in her hand! ”

"Can the person who can get the fat scraping charm from the underworld be an ordinary person?"

"That's hard to say! Didn't she use the Soul Collector Bottle to activate the rune paper like us? In my opinion, the Eight Achievements are psychics between the two worlds of yin and yang. ”

"Don't say it, it's a bit like that. If we're really psychic, we can buy rune paper directly from her, and we don't have to deal with those guys. If you find out, it's over! ”

"Isn't that why we fled back then, and no one has come looking for us now? What are you afraid of. I would like to ask, do you have the money to buy rune paper? ”

"Aren't all the money used to raise those useless guys?"

"What useless guys, that's all in preparation for the future seizure!"

"Then you should choose one! You pick and choose, you get so many people to come, and we don't have enough money to do it now......"

"Enough!" The junior high school student slammed the pen in his hand on the table, and the sound was not loud, but the two people who were arguing immediately stopped.

"Are you finished? The noise gives me a headache. The boy's voice was not loud, but his tone was like that of a serious old man, full of vicissitudes and majesty.