dragon hunter

Chapter 382
I watched Fang Youcai on the stage. The helm of the Fang family was about 70 years old.

I'm not very interested in his polite words, just staring at his face.

The other party's lips are relatively thin, and his nose is a bit flat. Judging from his appearance, this is a lonely person with poor fortune.

The last time I saw this kind of face was on a beggar who made a living by begging at a bus station. I heard from others that he had no children and had been single for decades.

But Fang Youcai's situation is just the opposite. He now has a wealth of wealth and a full house of children and grandchildren, which has nothing to do with the word "lonely cold".

"Could this be the credit of that mysterious ancient painting again?" My curiosity increased a bit, and I couldn't wait to see that ancient painting.

Fang Youcai talked a lot, and finally talked about the topic that everyone is most concerned about, that is, he will take out the ancient paintings for everyone to appreciate after everyone has finished eating.

It may be because I was looking forward to it too much. I ate the food that was not bad, but it tasted like chewing wax.

Boss He next to him was a bit annoying, always wanting to get close to Zhen Qingyi, his red rosacea made people feel a little off-putting.

"Where is the little brother?" Boss He rubbed his nose, looking for something to say.

"Stay at home." I said indifferently.

Boss He's eyes lit up, as if he had found an opportunity to express himself, he spit and said, "Little brother, don't think that my brother's words are not pleasant, you are young, you can't do things, look at your clothes, the conditions at home are not very good, right?" ? It takes more effort."

I frowned in disgust. There are always some people in this world who like to belittle others and elevate themselves.

Just look at this guy's eyeballs drifting to Zhen Qingyi's side when he was talking, and you can tell what his intentions are.

Boss He has such a big business, so he is naturally a person with clear eyebrows. He saw my dislike for him, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"Old He, maybe this little brother's job is to squat at home, what do you think?" A fat guy next to him, who is not inferior to Fatty Wang, said winkingly.

I suddenly turned my face to the side and glared at that fat pig-like guy angrily. Regardless of his subtlety, I could understand that he was mocking me.

"Yo, I'm not short-tempered." The guy stared back at me with provocative eyes.

Boss He was watching the play with a smile on his face, with small eyes, he would scrutinize Zhen Qingyi from time to time.

"Shall we change the table?" Zhen Qingyi frowned.

When I saw the two disgusting guys opposite, I exhaled in my heart, and a nameless anger rose.

Of course, if a person is bitten by a dog, he cannot bite back.

If I am now in a state of exasperation and argue with those two guys opposite, it might be in their favor.

It's a pity that those two annoying ghosts missed their eyes. I am not an ordinary person, and the way to retaliate against them is not to open my mouth to curse back.

I lowered my head, quickly chanted a spell silently, and pointed my finger vaguely at that fat pig-like guy. This guy has the cheapest mouth, and I must teach him a lesson.

Zhen Qingyi sat next to me, noticed my subtle movements, but didn't say anything.

Those two idiots, seeing that I didn't speak, thought I was scared, and they didn't even know what to say, and their words became more and more embarrassing.

"Birds of a feather really flock together. What kind of people and what kind of friends do you make? Look at that guy, he looks like a starved ghost reincarnated. He just ran out of a mountain." It wasn't enough for Boss He to ridicule me. Also swept in.

Fatty Wang was concentrating on the food on the table. When the two guys taunted me just now, he just looked up at them, with pity in his eyes, as if he was looking at the two unlucky guys who were about to be unlucky.

Boss He may have been stimulated by Fatty Wang's eyes, so he sneered with him.

Fatty Wang stretched out his chopsticks, and was about to pick up a piece of fleshy bone, when he heard Boss He's sarcasm, his movements froze.

He retracted his chopsticks, slowly wiped his mouth with a toilet paper, and raised his head slowly, staring at Boss He with his small eyes.

"Fatty Master said you're going to be unlucky tonight, do you believe it?" Fatty Wang said unhurriedly.

Don't look at this guy who is usually joking and joking, but whoever thinks he has no temper would be very wrong.

"Yo, did I hear you right, that fat pig-like guy is actually threatening us?" The fat man next to Boss He shouted exaggeratedly.

"Puchi!" Zhen Qingyi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

That guy said that Fatty Wang is a fat pig, but he didn't look in the mirror. With that fat face, even the facial features are crowded together, what right does he have to laugh at Fatty Wang?

Fatty Wang stared at his eyebrows, suddenly smiled, and said, "In three minutes, your whole body will be extremely itchy, and no medicine will help."

I was taken aback for a moment, I didn't expect Fatty Wang to see my hands and feet, maybe within 3 minutes, that fat pig-like guy would experience what life is better than death.

I ignored the yelling from the two guys on the opposite side. Fatty Wang has a different personality from mine. If someone scolds him, he must scold him back so that his thoughts will flow.

This guy was born in the market, and if he beat around the bush and cursed people, he would do it one after another, making it difficult for the two guys on the opposite side to parry.

That fat pig-like guy must have been scolded hard, he stood up abruptly, rolled up his sleeves, as if he couldn't win, he was about to make a move.

Fatty Wang stood on the spot without moving his position. Out of his confidence in my secret technique, his eyes flashed with a look of watching the show.

The fat pig-like guy ignored the dissuasion of the others on the table and picked up an empty beer bottle.

I counted the time, and the secret technique I planted for him just happened to happen at this time.

The other people sitting on both sides of the round table were those who kindly dissuaded them, and those who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

Even Fang Youcai, Fang's richest man, noticed the movement here and walked towards this side.

"Ah?" The fat pig-like fellow trembled inexplicably and let out a strange cry.

Then, as if an invisible hand was tickling him, he twisted his body and burst out laughing.

Boss He looked puzzled, looking at his companion's eyes, as if he was watching a psychopath.

That fat pig-like guy couldn't stop laughing, and the beer bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into pieces.

"Hahaha, what's going on? Hahaha, why can't you stop." The fat pig-like guy was rolling on the ground laughing, not even aware that his skin was scratched by a broken wine bottle.

He just kept laughing, his clothes were stained with blood from the dross of the wine bottle, and the scene of him laughing constantly, no matter how you look at it, how weird.

The guests sitting at this table were originally on the sidelines, but when they saw such a turning point, they stood up in surprise.

"Is it you who made trouble? It must be you who made trouble."

Boss He saw his companion, who was fine just now, suddenly went crazy, laughed non-stop, and immediately stood up to question.

Regarding Boss He's questioning, I just pretended that I didn't hear it. Scum like them who feel good about themselves, if they don't teach them a profound lesson, they really think that the world revolves around them.

There was a lot of commotion on our side, and the guests sitting in the surrounding seats all turned their heads to look at this side.

Fatty Wang is usually a guy who wants to disturb three points without reason. He was ridiculed by that fat pig just now, and now seeing that the other party made such a fool of himself, he stood up gloatingly, walked aside, and sarcastically ability.

Seeing that the fat pig has learned enough lessons, I don't want to do things too badly, and plan to dispel the spell on the opponent.

The fingers placed under the table had just pinched a formula, and before I could make a move, a sudden change occurred.

The Maitreya Buddha jade pendant on the fat pig's neck glowed with a flash of light, dispelling the curse I cast on him.

It wasn't over yet, the jade pendant was silent for a few seconds, and reflected a sharp light like an embroidery needle, shooting towards my eyes.

I was startled, I didn't expect that fat-brained fellow to carry a magic weapon with him.

I bit my finger, and pointed towards that sharp light. There was a tingling pain from my fingertips, and the pure Yang blood in my body that could break ten thousand spells canceled out that sharp light.

Feeling the numb fingers, a little surprise flashed in my eyes. The magic weapon can not only protect the master, but also fight back. It is so superb that it must have been blessed by an expert.

Panting heavily, the fat pig climbed up, first looked at me in fear, then seemed to remember something, reached out and picked up the jade pendant around his neck.

"I seemed to see that jade pendant glowing just now." Zhen Qingyi whispered from the side.

"That's a magic weapon." I replied calmly.

Fatty Wang is a master who likes to be petty and cheap. He probably saw the magical artifact and reached out to snatch it.

As soon as his hand touched the Maitreya Buddha Jade Pendant, it suddenly let out a strange cry, and retracted his hand like an electric shock.

When the fat pig saw this scene, he was startled at first, and then his face was full of joy. He held the pendant tightly and looked at us with a little arrogance.

"Didn't you think so? The pendant on my body was consecrated by Li Daoji of Rising Dragon Temple. If you offend me, you offend Li Daoji."

I looked at that fat pig's greasy and sweaty face, and I felt bored in my heart, not to mention, this guy was timid just now, but now that he found support, he immediately became arrogant again.

Fatty Wang suffered a small loss, and was a little unconvinced. A faint golden light rose from his hand, and he grabbed the jade pendant on the fat pig's neck again.

"What are you doing, you want to rob in the public?" The fat pig spat all over the place, pointing at Fatty Wang's nose and cursing.

When Fatty Wang made a move, I was about to remind him, but he was too impatient, and swallowed the words that slipped out of my mouth.

As I expected, Fatty Wang returned without success again, this time with a slight injury.

The moment his hand touched the jade pendant, several needle-like sharp points flew out of the jade pendant, piercing through the golden shield on his hand, causing his palm to bleed.

I frowned. That mysterious Rising Dragon Taoist Priest seemed to be more powerful than I imagined. A magic weapon that the other party blesses casually made Fatty Wang suffer twice in a row.

(End of this chapter)