Chapter 899: Watchdog? (Fives)

At this moment, Wang Xiaopang knew that the man was talking about him, and he raised his head and glared angrily, staring at the person who had just spoken sarcastically.
I saw that the man was a few years older than him, just fourteen or five years old, with a thud, holding a feather fan in his hand, and looking at him mockingly at the corner of his mouth.
"who are you?"
The young man sneered: "Fatty Wang, you seem to have forgotten that a few months ago, our fighters came back to the Magic Mansion from outside, but because the identity token was lost, your father was reluctant to let us into the Magic Mansion.
The door was always watched by Wang Deqiu's father. Later, when Wang Deqiu came back, the key was handed over to him.
Therefore, he has not seen these people leave the hallucination, he has no impression, so the identity token is their only proof, who knows that these people lost the identity token, he is the gatekeeper of the hallucination, They must not be allowed to enter the fantasy house.
When Wang Xiaopang was reminded by him, he suddenly realized: "So it was you? My father didn't do anything wrong. Who told you to lose the token? He was just following the rules and regulations."
"Presumptuous!" The young man's hands fell heavily on the table, and he stood up, "Your king is just the watchdog of the illusion palace, and all of us in the illusion palace are your masters. As a dog, dare you not let it go? Master, this is your fault!"
He spoke to the watchdog, making Wang Xiaopang obscure, his fat face was flushed, and he rushed towards the youth.
The youth couldn't help but stepped back a few steps. Just as he realized that he was about to move his hands, a chopstick was pierced from the side, passed through his sleeve, and nailed him firmly to the wall behind.
He was taken aback, and reached out to take out the chopsticks, only to find that the chopsticks were inserted so tightly that he could not pull it out after a few strokes.
At this time, Wang Xiaopang arrived in front of him again, and his fist full of fat banged on the young man's face, and he yelled while beating.
"Who are you calling a watchdog? Your whole family is a watchdog!"
"You..." The young man raised his other hand angrily and was planning to teach the fat man.
Unexpectedly, another pair of chopsticks flew up and pinned the sleeve of his other arm to the wall.
The young man wanted to tear his sleeves apart with force, but he didn't know what was going on, his body couldn't use any strength, and he didn't even tear the sleeves open after several times.
"You idiots, what are you doing in a daze?" The young man turned angrily to the Doujia guards, "Hurry up and save me."
"what?"
Those guards are a little dazed.
It's not just a chopstick. The young master can pull it out with just one effort. Moreover, even if you don't pull out the chopsticks, the sleeves can be easily torn apart.
Need them to save this kind of thing?
But even though these guards had a lot of thoughts in their hearts, they didn't dare to disobey the young people's opinions, and hurriedly stepped forward and pulled out the chopsticks inserted in the wall.
The first thing the youth did to escape from danger was not to settle accounts with Wang Xiaopang, but to look angrily at the people in the restaurant lobby.
"Who? Who was it that tricked me just now?"
Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the youth, everyone was suffocating a smile, but the raised corner of the mouth still betrayed them.
However, the young man had no time to find these smirking people to settle the account, and asked again: "Which was it just now? Since he dared to plot against me, why should he be a tortoise? Get out of me?"
His eyes were blood-red, and he was obviously unclear.