Chapter 16 Long-term meal tickets
The old man had an old face, and the muscles of his face were still twitching.
He felt that he had been so thundered that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't do his expression of joy and sorrow, so he wanted to find a piece of tofu to kill and stay away from this world where truth had been subverted.
"Ha, look at you, so happy that you can't speak. Gu Ling pointed at the old man and said happily.
"Waste boy, do you know what the old man wants to say to you now?" said the old man with an ugly face.
"Do you want to say something to thank me for my condescension in your school, or do you want to say something to compliment me? Is it like the water of the Yangtze River surging endlessly, and like the Yellow River flooding out of control?"
Gu Ling waved his hand solemnly and stopped: "You don't have to be like this at all. After everyone gets along for a long time, you will know. I'm a very easy-going person. ”
The old man trembled with rage, and some of his previous pleasures were long gone, replaced by grievances as deep as the Mariala Trench.
What he actually wanted to say was: "The old man can't wait to slap you to death, this hateful waste boy!"
Unexpectedly, before the words were spoken, they were intercepted by the self-righteous waste boy, and they were distorted like this without authorization, which is simply unreasonable!
He regretted that he had lived most of his life, and he hadn't developed the good habit of going out with a frying pan? Otherwise, he could have unscrupulously admired this hateful waste boy in front of him, and slapped the bottom of the pot in the face with all kinds of amorous feelings;
Otherwise, he would have knocked down this hateful waste boy with one kick, and then took off his shoehorn, stretched out his old black feet, and ravaged and ravaged the hateful face of this stinky boy
"Look at you. I was so excited that I trembled. Didn't you expect that I, a genius of the anti-heaven level, would be so easy-going? ”
Seeing that the old man was so angry that the top of his head was about to smoke, Gu Ling laughed in his heart.
Holding back a smile, Gu Ling showed seriousness with difficulty, patted the old man's shoulder, and behaved like a big leader receiving a flattered little staff, and said in a considerate tone: "I understand your feelings. After all, I can attend your school, and that's enough for you to hide under the covers and laugh for ten nights. ”
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"Lest it feels like a dream, so I might as well shake your hand. Let you feel my sincerity. ”
As he spoke, Gu Ling stretched out his right hand.
The old man, who was so angry that his whole body was about to smoke and catch fire, saw that Gu Ling stupidly stretched out his hand to shake his hand, and he was about to slap Gu Ling's outstretched hand away honestly and unceremoniously, but at the moment of impulsive reaction, he suddenly had an idea, and he laughed abnormally.
Waste boy, this is your own death, no wonder my old man is ruthless.
Although he hadn't immediately made the waste boy deflated and in pain, the old man had already seen the result in his heart, and in an instant, the old man's depression in his heart was all gone, and his mood was very relieved.
I've been confused for a lifetime, old man, and this time my brain turned the fastest.
It seems that the old man's life has also reached the stage of old ginger and spicy, and in the future, the days of vertical and horizontal slashing and killing in all directions will start with a good lesson for this hateful waste boy today.
Thinking of the happy place, the iceberg on the old man's old face melted instantly, and the calloused hand was stretched out in the spring.
The old man, who was addicted to smugness, didn't realize that the waste boy on the other side was smiling brighter than his old man.
Once you've made up your mind, you're going to move forward!
The old man, who had already made up his mind, began to strengthen his strength as soon as his old hand shook Gu Ling's slightly immature little hand.
With his cultivation, with a casual grip, it is easy to smash the hand of the waste boy.
However, the old man was not so reckless, but slowly strengthened the slightest bit of strength, and at the same time looked at Gu Ling's face with a smile, and he was reluctant to let go of even the slightest facial expression.
He wanted to see with his own eyes the abominable wasted boy laughing unknowingly, then his face changed slightly, and then he began to struggle, and then his face changed drastically, and he began to suffer in pain, and then he felt pain to the bone, and he screamed, and finally he wept bitterly and begged for mercy
Things went just as he expected. In his intently watchful gaze, the joyful waste boy soon lost a part of his smile on his face, and slowly began to show an unnatural expression.
Huh, waste boy, look like you're not dead this time!
At this moment, the old man's mood was as refreshing as if he had eaten a big pill, he was refreshed, and he was thinking in his heart that the end point of the next change in the look of the waste boy was to cry in pain, kowtow and beg for mercy!
"Hey, hey, hey, hey"
Thinking of the smugness, the old man couldn't help but laugh.
Just when the old man was infinitely enjoyable in his heart, he seemed to have eaten a peach in the sky, and like a night of spring rain, and spent a little Dengke, wanting ~ when the immortal wanted to die, he secretly felt that the time had come, and decided that it was time to make more efforts to make the waste body's face change suddenly, of course, it was also the time when he wanted to add strength but did not return the strength, and the waste boy on the opposite side suddenly turned his eyes sly, and suddenly smiled, and his smile was never brighter.
When the old man was confused and confused by Gu Ling's abnormal performance, he saw Gu Ling raise his other free left hand and said in a loud voice to the surroundings: "Don't miss it when you pass by." I still have a spare roll of toilet paper on me, and it's a big sale at the jump price. No gold, no silver, just a small notice!"
Holding a big red admission letter high, but shouting to sell toilet paper, and the toilet paper transaction is not gold or silver, it is a notice that Nima has a sick head!
Walking by, he instantly looked at Gu Ling with strange eyes.
And the old man, who was shaking hands with Gu Ling and secretly preparing to teach this waste boy a lesson, was stiff, and all the smug expressions on his old face were unnaturally petrified on his face
The Waste Kid is a drunkard, not in the wine, but in the threat!
For Gu Ling's superficial threat, the old man could naturally hear it.
Sure enough, his hands relaxed, and Gu Ling immediately stopped talking, and he stopped selling toilet paper. Instead, he looked at him with a smile.
"What the hell do you want to do, kid?" said the old man viciously.
"Relive the episode of selling toilet paper to you yesterday. ”
"You'd better tell the old man that I forgot yesterday!" the old man was eager to cut this hateful wasted boy with a thousand cuts. If the rivers and lakes want to elect the most hateful stinky face in the world, the old man promises to raise his hands and feet to elect this waste boy.
"Oops. Although my memory has always been ordinary, not how to defy the sky, but it is really a bit difficult to forget the toilet yesterday when paper was sold. After all, it was a major turning point in my life. ”
"But"
Seeing the fierce flames in the old man's eyes, as if he was about to kill someone, Gu Ling hurriedly made a turn: "As for whether to relive that matter or not, it depends on your performance." You know, I'm not a person who likes to reproduce scenes, after all, an excellent person still has to live well today and face tomorrow bravely. ”
"Speak human words!"
"That's it, it's my long-term meal ticket, you can redeem it for me when it's okay"
Rumble!
The old man was as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind was blank, and he couldn't hear what Gu Ling was saying afterwards, and his mind echoed:
Long-term meal tickets, uh, long-term, meal tickets