Medical Concubine Chenghuang

Chapter 661 I'll Make You Laugh

A group of dandies behind him originally wanted to follow suit, but unexpectedly, before the coaxing started, Qian Dalin began to change his face. He couldn't help but look at me and look at you, and he didn't understand what he was doing.

Qian Dalin's eyes wandered over the crowd, he was a little uncertain about paying attention for a while, he didn't know who gave him that blow.

Seeing that everyone is looking at him with puzzled eyes now, he can't help feeling a little puzzled in his heart.

Could it be that what happened just now was his illusion? !
Although the pain was obvious, it wasn't very painful, maybe it was really caused by someone not paying attention, and he was a little nervous.

Thinking of this in his heart, he couldn't help rubbing his head, and muttered: "You better not let me catch you, otherwise you will feel better..."

Annoyed, he turned his head.

"Crimson girl..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish his smiling words, he was hit hard again on the back of the head.

"puff!"

Something bounced on the back of his head, then bounced to the side and fell in front of his eyes.

This time, he saw clearly what hit him.

It turned out to be a bone.

"Who did this?!"

Qian Dalin roared angrily, turned his head and looked around angrily.

All around him are small restaurants and restaurants, and anyone can throw this thing out.

Crimson also saw this thing at the same time, her heart tightened, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look behind Qian Dalin.

The moment she raised her eyes, she met a somewhat familiar face, her breathing was slightly stagnant, and her heart seemed to be beating like something.

Tong Zang looked away unhurriedly, pretending to join in the fun, and looked around with the crowd, with a playful expression on his face, completely ignoring Hong Hong's gaze, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Qian Dalin's main search target was behind him. At this time, the window in Tibet was already surrounded by many spectators. When he saw something, he immediately booed and mocked.

"I'll make you laugh..." Qian Dalin lost his temper for a moment, and shouted angrily to the people around him to do it.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Are you just watching them bully me like this?"

The people around him were originally playboys who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic. Now when they saw Qian Dalin greet him, they naturally responded with all their wishes. Immediately, they all rolled up their sleeves high and eagerly followed him to the restaurant.

The face of the shopkeeper of the restaurant changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop everyone.

"Master Qian, you are..."

"Go away!"

Qian Dalin still had no intention of talking nonsense with him, so he pushed it aside, raised his legs and ran to the window seat on the second floor.

As soon as everyone saw him coming, they all consciously moved out of the way, letting the Tibetans be exposed.

Seeing Zang Tong, Qian Dalin's breathing couldn't help but he subconsciously turned his head to look around, as if he couldn't believe it.

"It's... this bad old man?"

The old man in front of him was dressed in rags, his hair was in a mess and he couldn't even see a bun, and he didn't know how it was gathered into a mess.

The unshaven face was full of wrinkles, shriveled like old bark, and full of gullies.

He didn't use chopsticks either, he pinched a greasy chicken thigh recklessly, and gnawed on it like no one else, without noticing that he had become a thorn in the side of others.

(End of this chapter)