"The world of flowers, this is the world of flowers... Sister, where is this? It is even more prosperous than Jiankang..."
Xiao Baojuan sneered: "Is it better to be a hundred times more prosperous than your Jiankang?"
"What do you know? Ordinary people who only know how to fight cocks and dogs."
"You are not the king of the country that has been destroyed, a shameless tyrant..."
Feng and Li heard that they actually scolded each other for "tyrants" at each other, but they laughed secretly but held back. Li Huan said in a deep voice: "You still know that scolding each other for "tyrants is a bit ashamed..."
The two of them immediately stopped. When they looked again, they saw the three people: Liu Ziye's eyes fell heavily on the two beauties in skirts opposite them - the spring was bright, and the fashionable girls cut their clothes without fear of the cold and store them.
A winter of beautiful legs began to show off; Liu Yu was staring at the skateboard under a young man's feet; while Gao Wei's eyes were at the pastry shop at the door, looking at the colorful snacks, and swallowed hard...
A photographer came over and patted Xiao Zhaoye on the shoulder: "Can you take a photo? 10 yuan per picture, you can wait immediately..."
Xiao Zhaoye was afraid of Feng Feng and Li Huan, but not these strangers. He waved his hand hard: "Get out, I..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw Li Huan's gaze and was so scared that he immediately stopped talking.
"Apologize to others quickly..."
"Sister, he was the one who provoked me."
"Apologize quickly!"
He whispered unwillingly: "I'm sorry!"
The master who took the photo was very friendly and made a fortune: "It's okay, Mr. Zheng, take a photo..."
Mr. Zheng?
Feng Feng held back his laughter and ordered: "Come on, everyone will take a photo."
Several young men gathered around curiously. When the master saw that the business was coming, he quickly took pictures of everyone and took a single photo. After a while, the photo came out. Everyone looked at "self" in surprise and shouted: "This
What kind of painter is it? It draws so fast?" Everyone felt even more incredible, as if everyone in this "demon world" was a master, and their cruel heart was immediately suppressed by fear and ignorance.
Xiao Baojuan looked at his photo and spat hard. He was about to look up everyone's photo when he suddenly saw an old woman wearing a yellow vest next to him reached over.
"Old lady, what are you doing?"
"Spit anywhere, fine of 5 yuan."
"What kind of world is this? You have to be fined if you spit? Do you want someone to live?"
"You don't talk about public morality, of course you will have to be fined."
"I have no money."
"No money? Then you will supervise and stand guard here for half an hour. You can only leave if you catch someone."
Feng Feng and Li Huan pretended not to see it, and still looked at the photos with everyone. Li Huan's eyes were always staring at Xiao Baojuan. He didn't dare to run away. He saw a tall man in police uniform next to him riding a motorcycle over.
Don't dare to act violently. The old woman pulled the corner of his clothes, and the eldest son was pulled aside and stopped immediately. The old woman was quite kind and said, "You stand here, and you will catch him and leave it to me when you see him spitting.
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Xiao Baojuan was almost jumping up. He was a dignified emperor and now he ran here to catch passers-by who "spit everywhere"? However, he didn't dare to jump, so he could only stay honestly and didn't dare to say more.
In a word, he just stared at the old woman fiercely, hoping to kill her with his eyes.
Everyone was gloating again, and Feng Feng said: "Why do you laugh? Spitting anywhere will end up the same..."