Chapter 1312: The Wicked Have Their Own Wicked Grinding
Liu Jianming sat up from the bed, naked, with a pair of big pants all over his body, and a confused look.
"I'm sorry, can I ask, what's going on?" He said.
Others: "......"
This prison countryman's head is lacking, right? Don't understand this?
"Nima! Do you dare to pretend to be garlic with Lao Tzu?! soaked my wife, and pretended to be stupid, I asked you to pretend? I'll let you pretend! The tall man immediately grabbed the big fist of the sand bowl and smashed it, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, first beat this sand sculpture violently, and then said, I was afraid, I didn't want to cheat how much money, just cheat how much?
However, the male protagonist moved back, grabbed the big fist of the sand bowl, and took advantage of the situation, and the tall man immediately lost his balance and lay on the bed.
The male protagonist smashed it with a punch!
"Ahh
The tall man screamed miserably, his nose bleeded, and he suddenly became a big face.
Play "Immortal Jump" with me? Want to blackmail my thousand dollars? Hehe!
Wan Yong, the owner of this body he crossed, was originally a soldier, melee level lv1, after two free points plus points to become lv3, one-on-one abuse of melee lv0 ordinary people is too easy.
"You want to cheat me?"
The fist slammed into the tall man's head again and again.
"You want to blackmail me for money?"
Pick up the stinking liberation shoes, and split the sea flat with his head and face.
"Brother! Stop it! Not my idea, not my idea! Spare your life! "The tall man was about to collapse, his nose was flattened and his face was swollen, he thought that this farmer was just an honest man, easy to bully, beaten twice, and then intimidated and intimidated, he could obediently let him pay the money, who knew that this person was simply difficult to do, and he was ruthless.
"Whose idea was that?"
Seeing the tall man's aggrieved gaze at him, the proprietress suddenly panicked on her heavy makeup face, obediently in the middle of winter, this script is a little wrong? How can the prison be so fierce?
Let's run.
The culprit turned and slipped away.
But I didn't want to, the male protagonist grabbed the stool where the items were placed, threw it away, impartially, and smashed it on the beautiful legs of the flesh-colored pantyhose.
"Oops! Mother, my leg, my leg is broken...... Xiaohong, come and see if my leg is broken? It hurts me to death......" The proprietress fell, howling like a chicken.
"Shut up!"
A basin of dirty foot-washing water, with a basin of water on the old woman's head, a sour taste, unforgettable.
"Whose idea? Whose idea, I ask? ”
The male protagonist is fierce, and the farmer is ruthless, and everyone is afraid.
was stared at by the fierce gaze, and Xiaohong, who was mediocre, suddenly cried, "Prison Township, don't beat me, it's really none of my business, it's the boss lady, it's the boss lady who wants to blackmail your money." ”
The fierce gaze turned to the culprit.
"Old watch, spare me, I'm ...... I'm blinded by lard, I shouldn't have a crooked mind, I should die, I should fight, please let me go......" The proprietress cried so much, the fat powder on her face was washed with tears, and she was suddenly pasted together, ugly, like a ten-year-old woman.
The old woman is really afraid, these farmers who went abroad are not serious, and they are ruthless, it is really possible to end her, look at this person's skills, maybe he is still a fugitive, and he is more likely to kill people if he disagrees, can you not be afraid?
"Let you go? Okay! But there is a debtor and a debtor, since you have a crooked mind about me, then you will be punished, the great man once said, saying that bad people will not end well! ”
As soon as I heard that I was going to be punished, there was no good end, the proprietress was almost scared to death, her hands were like rattles, and she begged pitifully: "Don't punish me, I'm willing to compensate, I'll compensate you for your losses, compensate for your mental losses, okay?" ”
Compensating for mental loss? I can think of such a lofty word, this old woman is really talented.
"Compensate me for the mental loss, this can be there! So how much do you have to compensate me? The male protagonist asked with interest.
The proprietress touched for a long time, took out a piece of fifty yuan, and handed it over.
Liu Jianming took fifty yuan and looked at it over and over, and suddenly jumped to his feet and shouted: "Do you really think I came out of the ditch?" Fifty dollars to compensate me for mental damages? Forget it, I think I'll continue to punish you. ”
Although he said this, his hand unceremoniously smiled at the fifty yuan.
"Don't, don't! I'll add ten times more, Xiaohong, and go to the cashier and get five hundred to the prison township. "The proprietress has obeyed him, this farmer is simply a scoundrel, and his intestines are green with regret.
"Stop!"
Liu Jianming stopped Xiaohong, who was going to get the money, "Five hundred yuan is also considered a mental loss fee?" Don't accuse me that I haven't watched TV, there are lawsuits on TV, and the cost of people's mental damage is tens of thousands, and you are not allowed to leave if you don't take 50,000 yuan to compensate me for my mental damage today! ”
"Fifty thousand?! I'm dripping my mother! ”
The proprietress suddenly shouted again, Xiaohong was also stunned, and even the tall man who was beaten to doubt his life had been petrified.
"Old watch, you do it, I'm just dead, you can't sell me so much money if you take me to the vegetable market to sell it, how much is the monthly turnover of our hair salon? I can't earn 50,000 yuan a year, how can I have so much money? The proprietress closed her eyes in resignation, who let herself be so greedy, and lost her life for a thousand pieces.
"Prison country, or, a little less...... It's up to me to serve you for free just now...... Besides, this little shop really doesn't make that much money...... "Xiaohong said.
The tall man who was abused by the "......" continued to squeak silently, it was none of his business, he hung high, he was just here to help, and the matter was divided into two hundred yuan of pocket money.
Liu Jianming scratched his brain, and finally said: "Okay, then I'll be a little less, just give me 5,000 yuan in compensation, and in addition, answer my question honestly, okay?" ”
After weighing the pros and cons, the proprietress finally gritted her teeth and nodded with a painful face, stealing chickens and rice, hunting all year round, and one day being pecked blind by an eagle.
I turned over the cash hidden in the mezzanine under the bed, as well as the cash register with a total of five, ten, and twenty yuan, and finally made up 5,000 yuan.
Liu Jianming is very satisfied, he knows his mistakes and is good at reforming, he is a good boy, and he is not so bad that he is completely helpless, maybe this lesson can make them restrain in the future.
"Forget it, I don't want more than 200 yuan in change, it's not easy to keep you for food and make a living."
"Thank you, old watch! You are really a good person, good people have good rewards, and good people have a safe life! The proprietress was moved to tears, and she didn't know whether she was really moved or fake.
"By the way, before leaving, I have one more thing to ask you again, where is this address?" Liu Jianming trembled the note with the address of Wantian.
The proprietress blushed and replied embarrassedly: "Old watch, I'm really sorry for you, that address is fake, Xinji Restaurant, No. 133 Desheng Street, there is no place at all, I have been here for ten years, and I have never seen this restaurant......"