Text Chapter 205 The Heavenly Tiger Gang specializes in making night pots?

For so many helpers who suddenly appeared around Yang Xue'er and Zhuo Tianyue, at the beginning, Feng Changping was still a little jealous. After all, walking the rivers and lakes, if you don't have a pair of bright eyes, then you must have a diligent mouth.

Otherwise, once you get yourself into trouble that you shouldn't or can't afford, the chances of dying young will not be much less than the chances of a village widow cheating.

Although Feng Changping is not an old river and lake that has been wandering for many years. But after all, at such an old age, and being able to sit in the third position of the Tianhu Gang for so long, obviously has a certain amount of scheming and experience.

Therefore, when he saw Lei Yong, Gouzi and others "swishing" so many people standing up at once, he added a careful question. And calculated in his heart, once the other party is very big, then he will apologize directly, and then roll as far as he can.

However, when he heard Lei Yong look like he was dragging two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand, and proudly said something "Flying Snow Town Shen Mansion", he almost burst out laughing. He secretly said in his heart: "Today's young people are really amazing, and the subordinates of a small rich man in the countryside dare to have such strong self-confidence." I really don't know if it's because I really don't have much knowledge, or if my self-confidence is too high!"

"Quack, Quack, I know Feixue Town, and I have been there, but I really don't know what Shen Mansion came out of. Quack quack, I thought it was some kind of big sect, a big force! quack quack, laugh at me, quack quack...... I didn't think that any Shen Mansion in a small town could talk to the old man in such a big breath, what a big breath! Is your head of the family here? Quack quack, hurry up and let him come out and kowtow to the old man to apologize, if the old man is happy, maybe he will leave a few of you behind, otherwise, quack quack......"

Feng Changping gently rubbed the painful area of his waist while sneering at Lei Yong and them with disdain.

For his provocation, Lei Yong and the others just held weapons in their hands, stared at him deadly, and maintained a state of attacking at any time. And the dog poked his head out from behind the crowd, "Hey, this strong senior, you look like a master of profound cultivation, but what do you call an unknown name?"

"Hmph! What? Inquire about my details? The old man is not afraid of scaring you, the old man Feng Changping is the third leader of the Tianhu Gang!" Feng Changping proudly reported his origin.

"Wow!" the dog immediately showed a very admiring look, "It's amazing, as soon as you say that, I know, almost everyone knows your name, it's amazing!"

Looking at the dog's cheap appearance, Lei Yong, Xiao Qi and the others all glared at him in surprise, not understanding how this thing could still be majestic at this time.

Feng Changping was also confused by the dog's face, "I know very well". It seems to be a little suspicious, when did his Heavenly Tiger Gang become so famous? Even the little ruffians in the poor ravine knew about it.

"Quack, what's the matter? Isn't it true that you still have some relationship with this gang?" Quack," Feng Changping asked with some confusion.

"Hey, some? that's quite a lot, and it has to be mentioned almost every day!" said the dog, looking like you didn't know what was going on.

Hearing his words, the people around him all stared at him with burning eyes, and some wondered if the dew was too heavy this morning, which caused a lot of dew in the head of this thing.

"Look, you still don't believe me, don't talk about myself, everyone present, as long as you talk about it, who of you doesn't know?

"Young man, Quack Quack, tell me what is the origin?" Feng Changping saw from the dog's expression that the other party was very serious and serious, and then asked.

I tell you, not just me, he, him, him...... And him, don't look at them pretending to be unrecognizable, in fact, they all use it every night!" The dog saw Feng Changping ask himself, so he pointed at everyone present with a look of "I don't know you yet".

Due to the large number of people on the side of the Shen Mansion, the momentum is also a little bigger, and the scene of the confrontation between the two sides naturally attracts a lot of people who eat melons who are not too big to watch the excitement. Everyone gathered around to see what was going on.

"Are you using it?" "Everyone really doesn't understand what this thing means? What are they using? Footbath? Can it have a fart relationship with the Tianhu Gang?

Seeing that everyone still didn't understand, the dog shook his head with an expression of being defeated by you, "You see you uneducated, when the head of the family made you literate, you were all like hiding from the plague, and now you are dumbfounded when you use it, right?

"Oh, it's the night pot, it's the night pot, you look at the stupid way you are, tell you, this night pot is the local name of our countrymen, people in the city generally don't call it that, what is the name of the people? Tianxiang pot? Sometimes I can't catch it, it's cold when it's cold, why don't you think about adding a layer of warmth or something?"

"Poof!"

The dog's words first stunned everyone, and then they burst out laughing.

"The Heavenly Tigers are the Night Pot Gang?"

"The Heavenly Tigers are specialized in making night pots?"

"Damn! How many brains do you need to connect these two things together?"

"Hey, old man, can you make your night pot? I want to have a carved silver one!"

"Do you really make a night pot? Then I've used other people's products?"

"I've been using it until now, and I'm still using it!"

"It's really a joke"

"Wow, you're the third shopkeeper of the Night Kettle Gang?"

"Isn't it very profitable to make a night pot?"

"Hey, this panting ......"

"Third shopkeeper, may I ask, does your quacky voice have anything to do with you making a night pot?"

"Do you have to blow some popularity into the mouth after every night pot is ready? Look at the ...... that ruins this voice."

"It's not, it's not easy to do anything now!"

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As the saying goes, when the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and once there are more people, there are urine of any color. Forget it, I can't remember it clearly, so let's think it's always there!

The god of the dog explained, which immediately made the people who eat melons interested, and started a fairly heated discussion according to the size of their brains and the amount of water ingress.

It's just that some of them deliberately followed the dog's words to coax and ridicule Feng Changping, and some were really distorted by the dog's logic. But it can't be helped, after all, not everyone is literate! It's understandable that the tiger and the pot can't be distinguished.

"What are you talking about? Why don't I really understand? What do you mean that the Tianhu Gang that this old man belongs to really specializes in making night pots?" Ngawang, who was as pure as a small piece of white paper, put his arm on the top of the dog, and asked very suspiciously.

"Isn't that what the hell is going on, or how can you see the old man's voice be ruined like that?" the dog nodded earnestly as if he knew this very well, and said to Ngawang.

Of course, there are also many people who understand at the scene, such as Lei Yong, A Zhu, Qiu Dahai and so on. Lei Yong and Ah Zhu haven't noticed anything yet, but Qiu Dahai and Yuan Jingzhong are outsiders, and it is the first time they have seen the strange things under Shen Feng and Shen Qian.

"Night pot gang, I really don't know what Lord Shen's subordinates think?"

As soon as they thought of this, Yuan Jingzhong and Qiu Dahai had the urge to laugh, although they barely held back under the extreme control of the two, their faces were flushed, as if they were about to suffocate but couldn't find a night pot.

"Gaga...... You ......" Feng Changping had the urge to be deceived, he stretched out his hand, trembling and pointing at the dog hiding in the crowd, opening his mouth but unable to say a word.

When the dog saw Feng Changping like this, he shouted very kindly: "Third shopkeeper, there is nothing to be ashamed of when we make a night pot? No matter what, you rely on your own ability to eat, what's so embarrassing about this? Don't worry! No one will laugh at you!"

After the dog finished speaking, he shouted at the melon-eating crowd around him: "Everyone, look at it, what has it become to suffocate the three shopkeepers? Don't look at them all, say a warm word to the three shopkeepers." There is nothing embarrassing and conspicuous that the three shopkeepers do, they make night pots, not blow night pots, right?"

Hahaha......

The dog's words detonated the audience again, and a group of people laughed happily, one by one excitedly taking an aphrodisiac for the New Year, and the happiness was endless.

"Yes, yes, the young man is right, what's the shame about this?"

"That's it, the third shopkeeper, I want to open a little! But, by the way, you really don't need to blow the night pot there?"

"Didn't the young men say it, making a night pot, not blowing a night pot!"

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Just when everyone was laughing and coaxing. Zhuo Tianyue and Yang Xue'er, who had been protected by Lei Yong's side, also woke up.

When they found out what had happened, they couldn't help laughing.

"I really don't understand what kind of existence this Shen Mansion master is, and he has such a funny subordinate!"

Zhuo Tianyue saw that Lei Yong and they had no ill will towards her, so she dragged her weak body to Yang Xue'er's side, and helped her find a slightly comfortable position to sit down.

"Hurry up and report to the master, otherwise with Feng Changping's person, this Shen Mansion will definitely suffer a great disaster. Zhuo Tianyue said softly to Yang Xue'er.

After being slapped by Feng Changping, Yang Xue'er's body was also very uncomfortable, she endured the pain in her body and put her hand into her waist and crushed a distress charm. Then leaned on the stone, looked at the somewhat chaotic scene, and said softly to Zhuo Tianyue: "This Feng Changping is also unlucky enough, he was played like this!

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After a while, Feng Changping finally adjusted his internal breath. He stared at the dog with a gloomy face, pulled out a chain of big knives from behind his back and held it across his chest, gritted his teeth and roared: "Little bastard! Lao Tzu will break you into ten thousand pieces today!"

Perhaps because of his impatience, Feng Changping's opening this time did not have that very ugly rattling sound.