Chapter 29: Make magic
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Entertainment Game System
- Iced durian juice
- 1152 characters
- 2021-01-31 07:23:32
Tangtang soon received the voice message from Wang Zheng.
After listening, the expression on her face was a jaw, and then she became a little nervous.
For nothing else, she worried that Wang Zheng would be severely beaten downstairs by the man called by the fat lady, so she hurried to the balcony and poked her head out.
The house she rented is on the second floor, and you can see the situation below as long as you look down.
And when she saw several people below squatting on the ground in a circle, where they played black and white matches, and the losers would be slapped in the face by their companions, she was a little confused.
In particular, Wang Zheng pointed to a whose hair was dyed red at this time and said: "Do you want to eat shit? Is that called a face fan? What are you doing so lightly? Or you have a leg with this bald head?"
The bitter red hair on his face made him almost crying.
The big bald head lost the round just now and was about to be slapped, but how dare Hong Mao? That's his boss! If you really slap it, can you still mess around afterwards?
It was the big bald head who was also crying, and he hated the red hair in his heart.
It's not that he was afraid of being slapped in the face by the red hair, but that Wang Zheng would come to demonstrate, wouldn't he be slapped in vain?
Sure enough, sometimes what you are afraid of will come.
Seeing the red hair, Wang Zheng didn't dare to do anything, the corner of his mouth turned, and he stepped forward two steps to the big bald head: "It looks good, just pump it like this!"
Snapped!
Wang Zheng slapped the big bald face directly, and slammed the opponent directly to the ground, his left cheek suddenly swollen.
The big bald head was slapped with gold stars and almost passed out.
But he did not dare to faint, for fear that Wang Zheng would think he pretended to be faint, and then beat himself up again.
So he shook his head quickly, regardless of the little brother hitting himself, and hurriedly shouted to the red hair: "You are so quick to fight! Are you looking for a fight? You want me to continue to be beaten, right?"
As he said, he looked at the other brothers on the side, and said fiercely: "Hit, pump hard in my face, come on!"
Seeing that the boss said so, the younger brothers immediately untied their knots.
In fact, their little brothers have long felt that this big bald head is hateful, and they usually don't beat them to scold them. This time they can finally vent the depression that has been held in their hearts.
Boss, this is your request
Hong Mao said secretly in his heart, then, gritted his teeth, slapped the big bald face with all his strength.
Ha, refreshing!
Hong Mao shouted in his heart, but his face was holding back the pleasure in his heart.
Seeing this, the other younger brothers were a little eager to try, and quickly slapped their big bald heads one by one!
The Tangtang on the balcony on the second floor looked silly, his mouth opened wide and his face looked incredible.
The same surprised face was the fat landlord.
The fat woman also heard the voice message on the Tangtang phone just now, and followed to the balcony to look down.
But from this look, she suddenly looked like a duck hit by a sky thunder, standing there in a daze, unable to say a word.
After a long while, she reacted, and at this moment, the big bald head and others below had played several black and white slap games in succession.
Seeing this scene, the fat woman's face finally became completely gloomy, she just let out her throat and shouted: "What are you trash doing? Didn't you ask you to interrupt that stinky boy's legs and feet?"
Hearing that, the big bald heads raised their heads and looked to the balcony on the second floor. Everyone's face was covered with the word "Jianbi".
Break that brat's legs and feet? Dare we?
That guy can squeeze even the downpipe for a long time. If we don’t squeeze our legs and feet, we should be scented. Where can we dare to make trouble?
"Old... lady boss, yes, sorry, we are incompetent." The big bald head said weakly with a bitter face.
"You..." The fat woman still wanted to curse a few more words, but the big bald heads were so embarrassed. She didn't know what to curse, so she snorted and turned around to go downstairs.
"Tangtang, come down too." Wang Zheng beckoned to Tangtang with a bewildered look.
"Ah, good." Tangtang recovered, nodded subconsciously, and turned around to go downstairs.
Not long after, both women came down.
Wang Zheng directly ignored the fat woman, walked straight to Tangtang, and asked, "How's it going? Is it okay?"
Tangtang knew that he was asking if the fat woman had trouble with him, so he shook his head, and then looked at the big bald head and the others who were still playing with black and white matches: "What's the matter?"
Wang Zheng shrugged casually: "Oh, it's okay."
After listening to the fat woman on the side, she also roughly guessed the beginning and the end of the matter, and her face suddenly became more ugly.
I didn't expect this kid to be so difficult to deal with.
The fat woman thought to herself that the anger in her heart was getting more and more intense.
Fortunately, she is not a fool either. The current situation is very obvious. It must be hard to deal with Wang Zheng. It seems that she can only use other methods.
After being silent for a while, she looked at Wang Zheng and said coldly, "Have you got the money? If you don’t have it, don’t even think about going upstairs today. If you dare to rush, I’ll call the police. I don’t believe you are afraid. police!"
"Do I need to be afraid?" Wang Zheng curled his lips, then flipped his wrist, like a magic trick, suddenly a stack of banknotes appeared in his hand.
Tangtang was taken aback.
The fat woman was taken aback.
The big bald heads were also taken aback.
Damn, what's going on? Magic?
Wang Zheng just took the money out of the system's warehouse interface. Of course, if it is a magic, it is not impossible.
"Take it, it's a lot of money." Wang Zheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with the fat woman, and directly threw the stack of banknotes on the fat woman's face.
Then he looked at Tangtang: "How is it? Are everything packed?"
Tangtang said: "Cleaning up is done, but... it's almost night now, I don't know if there are any extra rooms in the hotel nearby."
"What kind of hotels are you looking for, move to me first." Wang Zheng laughed.
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