Martial Arts Super Slap System

Chapter 440 Hot Dry Noodles, Change to Cold Noodles!
With a cry, more than a dozen big men in black jumped out of the store!

The chopping of the knife and the ax is as smooth, the cheeks are protruding, the temples are bulging, the arms are square, and the tendons are stretched out. It looks like a professional thug.

"Did you see? These people are all registered at Ye's house. If you beat someone to death, it's all for nothing!"

Xiaoer pursed his lips, looking very proud, but because of a bowl of noodles, he beat someone to death, so there must be no one in this shop.

But at this moment, no one spoke honestly, although everyone present knew very well that this Ye Family Hotel was a big bully.

But firstly, he thought that the Ye family couldn't afford to offend, and secondly, Ye Xiuwen deserved it.

You, Ye Xiuwen, bullied such an honest young man just now, this time, you will get retribution, right?
So everyone was happy to see Ye Xiuwen deflated.

"Okay! I think you should pay for eating noodles. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Ye Xiuwen was succumbed in vain, everyone present snickered, thinking: You kid also has today?Are you deflated?Stop pretending?
"take money!"

The second brother said confidently.

"Eh? The point is that I didn't eat noodles?" Ye Xiuwen said innocently in vain.

"puff!"

As soon as Ye Xiuwen said this, he vomited blood, and thought: You don't even blush even if you are blind?So many people, seeing you eating noodles here, how dare you say you didn't eat?
"You, you ate, I'm watching the cold noodles you ate! You boy, don't even try to deny it!"

The second brother stuttered a little with anger.

"Where did the cold noodles come from?" Ye Xiuwen asked again with a cute face.

"You exchanged the cold noodles with hot dry noodles," Xiaoer said confidently.

"That's right, I exchanged the cold noodles with hot dry noodles, so how much money should I give? Are you right?"

Ye Xiuwen asked someone to comment, but everyone was stunned. They felt that there was indeed a problem, but they couldn't tell where the problem was.

"Then you, didn't you give them money for the hot dry noodles?" Finally a diner thought of it, and Xiaoer nodded sharply.

"What are you doing? I didn't eat the hot dry noodles, so what money should I give?"

Ye Xiuwen yelled loudly, he seemed to be more confident than that little brother!
"That's right, I didn't eat hot dry noodles, so what will I pay for it?" The same diner thought about it alone.

"Master? Where are you from?" The second brother cried.

"That's not right! We really didn't have a bowl here, so why didn't we eat it? Boss? I don't know much, so you better come!"

The second brother was really at a loss, so he invited the boss out.

The boss took a deep breath, looked very knowledgeable, walked up, looked at the empty bowl on the table, and asked, "Is this bowl of cold noodles for you?"

"Yes, that's right?" Ye Xiuwen answered happily.

"Then why don't you pay for your noodles?" the boss asked.

"Because I replaced the cold noodles with hot dry noodles!" Ye Xiuwen replied.

"You didn't pay for the hot dry noodles?" The boss spread his hands.

"Nonsense, I didn't eat the hot dry noodles, how can I pay?" Ye Xiuwen was so angry that he patted the table.

"Wait, my mind is a little messed up,"

The boss was also defeated while covering his head, but at this time Xiaoer stepped forward and said, "Boss, why don't we? Let's let him eat another bowl, and calculate where the money went, what do you think?" Woolen cloth?."

"I think that's the only way to do it!"

The boss nodded his head, let Ye Xiuwen take his seat and said, "Well, you can eat again, let's see where the money has gone, what do you think?"

"Don't eat, I'm full, what else should I eat? Unless you, give me another Buddha jump over the wall and let me go down,"

"Okay, okay, but let's make an agreement, if you figure out that this noodle is for you, then you have to pay for this bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall!" The boss is not stupid at all, he is shrewd!
"come on!"

Ye Xiuwen was not too polite, and after a while, the dry noodles came.

"What about Buddha jumping over the wall?"

Ye Xiuwen didn't look at the hot dry noodles, and first asked Buddha to jump over the wall.

"Speak words, if you say words, Buddha jumps over the wall." The boss said urgently.

"Okay, this noodle is too oily and greasy, give me another bowl of cold noodles!" Ye Xiuwen patted the table just like last time.

"Okay, Lengmian, Buddha jumps over the wall is here!"

The little second brother came up cheerfully with dishes and cold noodles.

When Ye Xiuwen smelled it, it tasted like this. He had eaten it on Earth, and a bowl like Buddha Jumping over the Wall would cost thousands of dollars.

Some people say, I only eat a few hundred?It can only be said that if you eat it in a small restaurant, it is not an authentic Buddha jumping wall at all.

Snoring, snoring, Ye Xiuwen slammed and ate the cold noodles and Buddha jumping over the wall, and the boss came up with his arms up, with a confident expression on his face.

"Hey, boy? This time, I watched you eat the noodles with my own eyes. Now you can't let it go, can you?"

"Yes, I'll eat the noodles, what do you want?" Ye Xiuwen still looked confident.

"It's not good, give me the money!" The boss's fat eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat people.

"What money?" Ye Xiuwen asked back.

Restaurant owner: "Money!"

Ye Xiuwen: "What kind of money?"

Restaurant owner: "Noodle money for cold noodles!"

Ye Xiuwen: "I replaced the cold noodles with hot dry noodles,"

Restaurant owner: "Then you didn't pay for the hot dry noodles?"

Ye Xiuwen: "Nonsense, I didn't eat the hot dry noodles, so what should I pay?"

"Pfft!" The restaurant owner, spurting blood, fell down and lay on the ground.

"Boss? Boss?."

The waiter in the shop also had a few thugs, and rushed to rescue him, and it took a long time to rescue the boss's back.

"Boss, I think we should let him go? He's right. Look at the cold noodles. He traded them for hot dry noodles. They didn't even eat the hot dry noodles. We can't let them ask for money."

"Fart, I don't believe it, my bowl of noodles is gone, let him eat it!"

The restaurant owner yelled.

"No, I really can't eat this time, let him come!"

Ye Xiuwen pointed to the young man beside him. The young man licked his chapped lips and rolled up his sleeves.

"Snapped!"

The originally decadent young man slapped the table stiffly in vain, and said, "Boss? Bring me a bowl of hot dry noodles."

"puff!"

The owner of the restaurant vomited blood again, and said in his heart: I haven't counted this f*cking bowl of noodles!Here comes another one,
"Crack! Boss? Have a bowl of hot dry noodles."

"Crack! Boss? Here, here also want hot dry noodles,"

"Crack! Boss? And here I am."

"Crack! Crack! Crack!."

Go fuck it!All the diners in the lobby, whether they ordered or not, all want to order a bowl of hot and dry noodles. Obviously, they all want to eat for free! .
(End of this chapter)