Chapter 4 Who the Spits That Phlegm?
There is silence within ten zhang of the Donglai Restaurant!
Although everyone was afraid of Yang Shugong, they didn't avoid him like a tiger, Yang Shugong harassed Qin Ning, although many people avoided a place, and even left in a hurry, but more of them stood aside angrily and helplessly.
The sky smashed down the bowl.
Such a big bowl, and so urgent, with splashing soup and vegetable juice in the whistling sound, not to mention that almost everyone within seven or eight feet can see it, and farther away, including the surrounding shops, many people on the floor have also seen it.
Partially.
The three big bowls that were smashed down quickly and urgently, and the large area covered by the vegetable juice and oil soup, were flashed by Yang Shugong one by one.
Unexpectedly, the menacing vegetable bowl flashed.
But four mouthfuls of white phlegm flew down from the sky.
Small, inconspicuous white phlegm, just ......
The entire surrounding crowd, including Huang Bacheng, Yuan Wen'er, and Yuan Mingde on the third floor of Donglai Restaurant, all saw this scene, and they all widened their eyes and looked at Yang Shugong in a daze, only to see that he had a handsome white face, forehead, corners of eyes, neck, and four balls of saliva on his ears were slowly flowing down, and they were all stunned.
"How so?"
Yang Shugong was also smashed into a blank head by saliva falling from the sky.
If it's anything else, it's okay.
Humiliate!
Huge humiliation!
Almost instantly, Yang Shugong jumped up violently, and in front of Qin Ning, in front of the person he was pursuing and entangled, he was spit on his face with saliva, and the whole four balls of saliva were spit on his face.
He seemed to be able to smell the pungent smell of saliva on his face.
Disgusting!
Almost instantly, Yang Shugong had a feeling that he wanted to vomit out bile.
"Who!"
The roar of the injured beast sounded, and Yang Shugong raised his head, looking at the direction of the Donglai Restaurant with red eyes.
Many heads poked out of the window of Donglai Restaurant, and they all stared at Yang Shugong with wide eyes as if they were also incredible.
looked at the round, surprised, surprised and inexplicable eyes.
Yang Shugong only felt that his whole head was buzzing all at once.
In the huge sense of shame, he didn't even notice that a few of the heads on the third floor secretly looked at Qin Chao and Liu Xuanhe, not to mention saliva, who threw the three big vegetable bowls before, but everyone saw it in their eyes, as for spitting, no one saw Liu Xuanhe spit, but Qin Chao spit out four mouthfuls, not saying a mouthful, but spit out four mouthfuls in a row, naturally two or three people accidentally caught a glimpse.
It's just that at that time, I felt that this young man was too uncivilized, and he spat down from the upper floor, if it weren't for Yang Shugong down here, everyone else would have dispersed, and something might really have happened.
But they never expected it.
"Roar!"
Yang Shugong rushed into the Donglai Restaurant.
Although it was impossible to determine who spit out this saliva for a while, the direction in which the big vegetable bowl smashed was Donglai Restaurant, and in addition to the restaurant, where could so many vegetable bowls with vegetables be thrown away.
"What's going on?" Qin Ning stared at the beautiful black and white eyes on the street, looking ahead blankly and muttering.
"Haha, good thing!"
"Haha, Fairy Ning, don't worry about it, go back to the martial arts hall early!"
"Fairy Ning, a few bowls fell from the sky just now, maybe someone accidentally threw them down. ”
......
A few passers-by nearby laughed and said, all of them very happy.
"Bowls, throwing bowls on the street?" Qin Ning looked at the ground in confusion, and then looked upward.
"Don't worry about it, that person shouldn't have done it on purpose, Fairy Ning, you better go back early, so as not to be entangled by the surname Yang again. ”
"Yes, let's leave quickly, anyway, this bowl didn't hit the person surnamed Yang, haha, nothing will happen." ”
All the passers-by around here persuaded that Yang Niangong was spit out by saliva just now, although everyone felt happy to be relieved, but they were also a little worried, after all, Yang Niangong has always maintained the myth of 'undefeated' among the younger generation, if he tells Qin Ning the truth, Qin Ning will definitely not care, but what can Qin Ning do with Yang Niangong?
"This ......"
Qin Ning hesitated, of course she couldn't really have bad eyes, glancing at the third floor of Donglai Restaurant, Qin Ning's eyes flashed imperceptibly.
"What a powerful calculation!" Qin Ning glanced in the direction where the saliva flew out again, "That saliva is flying down from the air, and the speed is not fast, not to mention Yang Niangong, even anyone can avoid it if they see it, but ...... This person obviously vomited before throwing the bowl, and then threw the bowl, and the three vegetable bowls were just to drive Yang Shugong to the place where the saliva fell......"
When she met such a master, Qin Ning would never have missed the visit in the past, but now she is playing the ......
"Fairy Ning, don't hesitate, let's leave early!" an old man smiled and persuaded.
"Hmm!"
Qin Ning nodded, she is now playing a person with very bad eyes, if she goes upstairs to thank her, or say something, it will be a little confusing.
"Such a master, Yang Niangong may not be able to please him, he doesn't need my help, and this kind of thing, even if I return to the martial arts hall, I can quickly know what happened, and I will have time to let people go to thank you in the future. ”
Qin Ning walked in the direction of the Qin Family Martial Arts Hall again.
On the third floor.
"Then Yang Niangong came up......"
Many pairs of eyes glared at Liu Xuanhe.
"You two ......" Yuan Mingde looked at the Qin Dynasty first, then at Liu Xuanhe, and pulled off a beard with his beard without noticing.
"I'm not mistaken, you should have vomited?"
Yuan Wen'er stared at Liu Xuanhe with bright big eyes, and then at Qin Chao, her little face was flushed, I don't know if it was excitement or something else, she and Qin Chao sat at the same table, Qin Chao spat below one after another, how could she not see it, but she was disgusted before, but now it is......
"Four mouthfuls, but only one bite missed...... Yuan Wen'er's eyes lit up.
"Little Brother ......"
Huang Bacheng's voice sounded, but he looked at Liu Xuanhe, Liu Xuanhe threw the bowl with a big move, it can be said that on the third floor of the entire restaurant, almost half of the people saw his movements, and Huang Bacheng naturally thought that every qiē was made by Liu Xuanhe.
"Then Yang Niangong is not easy to mess with, don't make a noise for a while. Huang Bacheng said, and swept the entire hall again, and his voice was loud, "Everyone, I think anyone with a conscience knows how to do this, then Yang Niangong...... Huh?"
"Kick!" "Kick!" "Kick!"
The voice sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared at the door of the lobby on the third floor.
"Who?"
"Who smashed the bowl, who spit out the phlegm?Stand up for Lao Tzu?" As soon as Yang Niangong entered the lobby, his red eyes swept to Yuan Mingde, Huang Bacheng and other tables by the street window.
The lobby was silent.
Those diners who ate and drank either looked at Yang Niangong with a smile, or ate and drank by themselves, or lowered their heads and did not care about themselves, in short, there was not even a person who looked in the direction of Liu Xuanhe.
"Who? dare not do it?"
Yang Niangong was even more furious.
Dali is martial, and there are few people in the lobby of the restaurant who do not carry swords, but cultural people who do not wear long swords and wear long swords are sometimes more terrifying, although Yang Niangong feels that the direction is in the direction of Yuan Mingde and Huang Bacheng, but he is not sure.
"Don't say it?"
The fierce Yang Niangong rushed to a nearby table, and with his hand stretched, he clasped the neck of a middle-aged man in a short suit.
"Who?" roared Yang Niangong.
At this time-
"Let him go!"
Liu Xuanhe spoke lazily.
"It's really stupid, isn't it obvious that the main lord is here?" Qin Chao's voice also sounded lazily.
"Two little brothers, don't ......," some old men even said.
"Huh?" Yang Niangong threw the man, his red eyes also glared, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw that it was two fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers who spoke.
"Boy, what are you talking about?" Yang Niangong said in a deep voice.
"I said you're looking for the wrong person. Liu Xuanhe burped, but his eyes were frowning and looking at Qin Chao, "Brother Happy, this matter has nothing to do with you......" Of course, Liu Xuanhe also knew that Qin Chao spit downward, and the direction of the spit was actually the direction of his first phlegm, but the landing point was slightly different.
But except for the last bite, it didn't fall short.
Three out of four mouthfuls of phlegm.
Liu Xuanhe was stunned for a moment when he saw it at the time, the reason why he only spit out one bite was because he could spit out one mouthful, and he might be able to hit it in two bites, but three mouthfuls were a little mysterious.
But the Qin Dynasty was.
"The big husband does things, he does what he does, and if he doesn't do it, he doesn't do it. Qin Chao smiled at Liu Xuanhe, and his eyes glanced faintly at Yang Niangong who walked over.
"What do you say, do you need to say it! I came to this Shanxian Mansion and heard that there is a Yang fool, who is stupid. Qin Chao said lightly, "This Yang fool is a toad, and he still eats swan meat, and he doesn't pee according to his own dignity, I didn't believe it, but when I look at it today, this word 'stupid' ......" said and pointed to the table in front of him.
He fingered.
Yang Niangong's red eyes couldn't help but look at the table, and his face immediately turned red.
On the table of the Qin Dynasty, the table was full of cups and plates, almost full, but there were three empty bowls in the middle, and you didn't need to think about it to know that there were bowls and dishes there.
"Good, good!"
A beastly dull voice came from Yang Niangong's throat.
"Come out, old bones!" Yang Niangong pointed at Yuan Mingde with his hand, and roared in a deep voice, "Come out and die!" Yang Niangong didn't believe that he had made a move on himself, and it was the two teenagers who spit saliva on him.
"Alas!"
Qin Chao's voice sounded again, "How noble is the old man's status, he will shoot at you? ”
"Not him?" Yang Niangong glared at Qin Chao.
"I threw the bowl. Liu Xuanhe grinned and touched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed, "It's a pity that I didn't throw it." ”
"You threw the bowl, well, there's a kind!"
The sound of gritting teeth burst out from Yang Niangong's throat, but this time he didn't rush over, because he heard another meaning in Liu Xuanhe's voice.
"Who the spit out that phlegm?" Yang Niangong roared violently.
Compared with throwing bowls, what made him feel humiliated the most was this phlegm, four mouthfuls, if he was spit out, it would be good to say a little, but he was spit out four mouthfuls of phlegm on his face in a row, he Yang Niangong, not to mention anything else, is the most proud of his own ability, and it is this ability that makes his status in the Yang family not only the son of the patriarch.
He thinks he is the first master of the younger generation.
But now.
I can't avoid being spit out four mouthfuls of phlegm on my face from the third floor! When I talk to people outside, I dare to say that I have good skills?
"Phlegm?"
The embarrassment on Yoo Hyun-hok's face seemed to be deeper.
Yang Niangong's heart sank, and a bad feeling appeared.
"Could it be that you spit out that phlegm?" Yang Niangong said in a deep voice, if he was spit on by a young man about fifteen years old, then he would lose all his face.
Sure enough, Liu Xuanhe nodded slightly.
At this point, Yang Niangong's heart completely sank to the bottom.
"You...... You ......" Yang Niangong's hand pointing at Liu Xuanhe was trembling slightly, and his voice was even a little hoarse, and he hadn't finished speaking.
He only spat out. A voice as melodious as a silver bell rang out.
"One bite?"
Yang Niangong was stunned for a moment in a tremble, and looked at Yuan Wen'er who was speaking, but he was spit out by four mouthfuls of phlegm.
"Yes. ”
Yuan Wen'er had already pierced it, and Liu Xuanhe naturally couldn't take it all anymore, so he spread his hands and said: "It's the bite on your forehead, and the rest has nothing to do with me." ”
"Who the fuck is the rest?"
A dull roar sounded, Yang Niangong was about to jump, his blood-devouring eyes stared at the tables by the window, he really wanted to see a slightly older person stand up, then he would feel better.
But—
"Alas, I admit it!" Qin Chao sighed and spoke.
"Is that you?"
Yang Niangong glared at the Qin Dynasty, and the Qin Dynasty knew at a glance that he was younger than Liu Xuanhe.
"How many mouthfuls did you spit on?" Yang Niangong's heart trembled, if he spat on his face, he was a teenager, and he ...... He looked at the table by the window with trembling eyes, in addition to Qin Chao and Liu Xuanhe, there were also Yuan Wen'er and two thirteen-year-old sons and daughters by the window, if ......
Yang Niangong stared at the Qin Dynasty.
Qin Chao's face also seemed to be a little embarrassed, he rubbed the corners of his clothes shyly, and only said when Yang Niangong was impatient: "I spit out four mouthfuls, and one bite was empty." ”
"Whew~~"
A breath was exhaled slightly.
"Four mouths, one miss, that's three!"
Listening to the words of the Qin Dynasty, Yang Niangong had a feeling of relief, 'It's okay, it's only two that spit on me, not four teenagers'.
"Alas, it's still not enough!" Qin Chao's muttering voice sounded, "Originally, the four mouths could be spit out, but the fourth mouth was blown off by the wind!"
"Fuck you!"
The fierce roar of Yang Niangong sounded, like a bruised beast that had been abused countless times.
"Boy, I want you to die!"
With the roar of the beast, Yang Niangong's body shrank slightly, and the muscles of his entire body seemed to collapse, now that he knew who spit out the phlegm, how could he endure it any longer.
"Die!"
Yang Niangong seemed to have become bigger all of a sudden, and he jumped like a tiger down the mountain and pounced on the Qin Dynasty.
"Humph!"
Before Qin Chao could make a move, a figure shot out from his side.