"What's wrong?" Fang Xiaoyu stepped up to Ling Hongmei's side and asked with concern.
"Xiaoyu?" When Ling Hongmei saw the man who had loved her, hope immediately ignited in her eyes, and she knew she was saved.
There is nothing wrong with Fang Xiaoyu, at least in Long County.
She pointed at the smashed glass bottle on the ground and said, "This man deliberately made trouble. You see there is oil everywhere on the ground. This glass can was smashed by him on purpose."
At this time, some people in the crowd began to talk.
"Yes! This group of people is too hateful. No matter what the reason is, you can't smash things in front of everyone!"
"Besides, this landlady didn't do anything wrong."
"None of your business, I'm going to fix whoever is talking too much." Hearing the discussion, the tattooed man glanced at everyone.
Fang Xiaoyu ignored him, just glared at the man coldly, and shouted loudly: "Pick it up!"
"Pick it up?" The tattooed man smiled proudly: "You're fucking kidding, you want me to pick it up for you. I can only smash it but not pick it up."
The boys next to him laughed proudly after hearing this.
"Brother Mao is domineering!"
"Smash one and show it to this stupid bird."
The tattooed man listened to the flattery of his men, picked up a bottle of high-quality canned fungus, and threw it on the ground.
Just then, the can was about to fall to the ground.
At the moment of lightning, Fang Xiaoyu reached out and grabbed the can.
"It's such a pity that such delicious food is wasted." Fang Xiaoyu glanced at the can and handed it to Xiaoya beside him.
Immediately, he turned to the tattooed man with a serious face and shouted again: "Clean up the glass on the ground."
"Me?" The tattooed man straightened his chest, deliberately opened the buttons, pointed at the long row of chest hair on his chest and said, "You think my Brother Mao is a vegetarian."
After saying that, I saw this guy take out a knife from his pocket and play with it in his hand.
"Playing with a knife with me?" Fang Xiaoyu quickly walked over, reached out and grabbed the other person's wrist, slapped his wrist with a palm, and heard a "pop" sound, and dislocated the kid's wrist on the spot.
Already.
"Ouch! It hurts!"
"It hurts, that's right!" Fang Xiaoyu took the knife out of this guy's hand and immediately slashed it across his trouser leg.
"Here, let grandpa teach you how to use a knife." Fang Xiaoyu used very fast and precise movements to cut holes in the guy's pants, even exposing his buttocks.
Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw it.
After seeing Fang Xiaoyu's sword skills and techniques, Tattoo Brother's subordinates were all so frightened that they dared to fight Fang Xiaoyu.
"Brother Mao, I'm leaving."
"I'm leaving too!"
"Let me call someone for you!"
In the blink of an eye, all the people at the previous table were gone and only Brother Mao was left.
Fang Xiaoyu grabbed the other party's collar and shouted loudly: "Pick up all the glass on the ground for me."
The tattooed man had no choice but to pick up the glass shards honestly.
"Okay, brother, I have already picked up these things for you." Brother Mao picked up the broken glass with one hand. Holding his dislocated wrist in his hand, he squeezed out toward Fang Xiaoyu with a flattering expression.
gave a smile.
"Pick it up again! Pick up all those broken fungus and chili peppers on the ground." Fang Xiaoyu drank again.
The man had no choice but to bend down again to pick up the broken fungus.
"Who told you to pick it up with your hands? Use your tongue, hurry up!" Fang Xiaoyu shouted.
"This..." The tattooed man was reluctant, so Fang Xiaoyu stepped over and kicked the man to the ground.
The tattooed man had no choice but to lie on the ground and use his tongue to lick up the chopped fungus and chili sauce on the ground.
The onlookers all stared at the man in front of them with wide eyes.
Just then, a funny scene happened.
Suddenly, a hint of excitement flashed across the man's face, and then he shouted loudly.
“Yum! So delicious!”
As he said this, the guy actually put his tongue on the ground and started licking it in big mouthfuls. It didn't take long to finish the broken jar of lotus-scented woody incense.
"I ate them all." The tattooed man was completely immersed in the delicious taste of the fine fungus, and he actually forgot that he was being a dog.
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and poured another bottle of fine fungus on the ground, "Here, this is for you. Keep licking!"
"Thank you!" The tattooed man thanked him inexplicably, and lay on the ground again, licking up the broken fungus on the ground.
When people at the scene saw it, everyone couldn't help laughing.
"This man must be sick!"
"Just now I called the fragrance of lotus flowers rubbish, and now I'm begging myself to lick it. Isn't this a disease?"
"I think he is also sick."
Fang Xiaoyu on the side saw it and smiled and said: "Yes, this person is sick, but it is not a serious illness. He is addicted to food. The fungus on the ground is the food he really likes to eat, and it is also special.
He is obsessed with this posture, licking the ground like a dog, and he will find it satisfying."
As soon as he finished speaking, the tattooed man nodded in agreement: "Brother, you know me so well. I like to lick the things I like to eat like this with my tongue."
After that, he said to Fang Xiaoyu with a pleading look on his face: "Brother, do you still have the fungus like before? I still want to eat it. Pour some more on the ground! I found that the fungus has a bit of floor smell, and there is even more
Delicious.”
"Okay, I'll let you eat until you're full." Fang Xiaoyu smiled, poured another can on the ground, and whispered to Xiaoya on the side: "Record it! You can use it for advertising another day."
"I've already recorded it."
Xiaoya on the side couldn't help but laugh.
After the man licked the fine fungus on the ground clean, he touched his belly with his hand. Only then did he remember that his hand was dislocated, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.
"Come on, let me help you reattach the bone. Wait a minute, I have something to ask you. If you answer well, you will be rewarded." Fang Xiaoyu reached out and reattached the man's hand bone with a "snap" sound.
"Thank you! Brother, what do you want to ask me? As long as you promise to give me these cans, I will answer truthfully." The man swallowed his saliva, with a look of greed in his eyes. Obviously, he had not had enough.
Fang Xiaoyu was about to ask a question when he saw the man holding his belly with his hand and said to Fang Xiaoyu awkwardly: "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom first. I'm so stuffed."
After saying that, the guy turned around and hurried towards the bathroom.
When everyone saw it, they burst into laughter again.
At this moment, a VIP commercial vehicle stopped outside the door of the hotel, and then a group of people got out of the vehicle.
"Who's in charge here?"
I saw a fat man walking into the hotel arrogantly.
"I'm the person in charge of this hotel, what's wrong?" Ling Hongmei greeted her. (To be continued)