Chapter 76 Fat House Little Fatty
Fat House Xiaopang also felt that he was unlucky today. He originally just came out to repair a game console, but he was attracted by a strange person on the roadside out of curiosity and came to see the excitement. Unexpectedly, he met an old acquaintance he met when he entered the Seventh Hospital. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen him for many years, or maybe it was because he had been staying at home for a long time and was eager to communicate with people, so he actually went up to talk to him. As a result, he made a mistake and regretted it for the rest of his life. He was unlucky now!
The boy who claimed to be the reincarnation of the Heavenly Master has obviously evolved from a scumbag who only talks big to a brutal criminal who robs when he can't cheat. Facing such a brutal Zhang Dadao, even though Xiaopang considers himself the stingiest person in the world and the best at escaping from ancient times to the present, he still finds it difficult to deal with him.
Even though he had summoned the most brutal young master nearby, Wang the Evil, Zhang Dadao didn't care at all. Little Fatty was wailing in his heart, looking at Zhang Dadao's calm face, in his eyes, he couldn't be more brutal, and he was dancing with joy, like a pig drowning in a shallow pool.
Zhang Dadao held the fat man back and said, "You still dare not believe me? Do you know what will happen if you don't believe me? You look so resentful! I will never let you go. If I let you go, I will definitely report you to the Seventh Academy! Since you would rather die than give up your wealth, I will grant your wish!"
"You want to kill people to silence them?" The fat man's face turned pale instantly, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying: "Help! Murder! Help! Murder!" The fat man let out bursts of screams, which were so harsh and unbelievable, like a castrated pig, with an unconcealable sense of humor in his misery.
The fat man screamed, even the chirping of insects and birds nearby was suppressed. Zhang Dadao felt that a big muscle on his head was constantly beating, which was really difficult to suppress. He raised his hand and slapped the fat man, making the scream stop abruptly, leaving only a continuous "humming" sound.
At the moment when the slap landed, a voice floated from a distance, "Spare his life!"
"Fuck, why didn't you shout earlier!" The voice came a beat late. When the voice came, Zhang Dadao had already slapped him! As a result, when the little fat man heard the voice, he got angry first and shouted in the direction where the voice came from.
Zhang Dadao also turned his head and looked at Wu Datou who was running over in a hurry. He tilted his neck and shook his palm and said, "You have cognitive impairment! Is this a knife?"
Wu Datou smiled and bowed to the two men, saying, "Forgive me, this little fat brother yelled so miserably, I just yelled like that unconsciously! I've watched too many costume dramas recently."
Zhang Dadao also let go of the fat boy at this moment. The fat guy quickly ran behind Wu Datou and pointed at Zhang Dadao and said repeatedly: "Brother, save me, he is a psychopath! He wants to kill me!"
Wu Datou was stunned for a moment, then handed the bucket in his hand to Zhang Dadao and asked, "Brother Taoist priest? What's going on? Fortunately, there are many trees nearby, so the sound can't be transmitted too far, otherwise there will be a big mess. What's the problem with this fat guy? Can't you just talk to him properly?"
"Ah~ You are in the same group!" The little fat boy felt unwell and sat down on the ground with his legs going weak!
Zhang Dadao laughed, went over and grabbed the fat man, but couldn't lift him up after two attempts. He could only drag the fat man to the side of the chair, lifted him up with both hands and pressed him on the chair. He put one hand on his shoulders and pressed his mouth, then looked up at Wu Datou and said, "I've known this fat man for a long time! I think he has extraordinary talent, so I plan to recruit him as a Yellow Turban Warrior! Just go on your way, don't worry, nothing will happen to you!"
Wu Datou was a little unconvinced and said in embarrassment: "Brother Taoist priest, you really can't mess around with this matter! Young Master Wang has important matters to attend to, and the bosses will be here soon. If you cause trouble here, it will be difficult to explain."
Zhang Dadao waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, don't worry! It's absolutely safe! If you don't believe me, ask him if we really know each other!" As he said that, Zhang Dadao pressed the little fat man's head a few times, pretending to nod. He then said, "Look, he said yes!"
Wu Datou's face trembled a few times. He looked at the little fat boy with some sympathy and said helplessly: "Please do whatever you want ! Be careful not to hurt him. I have no other tricks!" Wu Datou turned and left. The little fat boy's face turned green and his expression of despair became more and more intense.
Zhang Dadao let him go and slapped him again. The little fat boy howled "Ah~". Zhang Dadao then cursed: "Damn it, are you crazy? Do I look like a murderer? You see, I really know Wang Erxiao and have his connections. If you report to the Seventh Hospital, will they dare to arrest me?"
Whether the little fat man believed it or not, he knew that a wise man would not suffer a loss in front of him, so he quickly shook his head. Zhang Dadao nodded with satisfaction and said cheerfully, "Let's talk about business now!" Zhang Dadao's smiling face suddenly turned serious, and he looked at the dead fat man and said seriously, "Would you like to tell fortunes?"
The little fat man's face twitched instantly, and he screamed in his heart: "I took off my pants, and this is it?" But when he thought of what Zhang Dadao had done in the Seventh Courtyard, he nodded quickly and said, "Let's count it! I'm so unlucky today, I must count it!"
Zhang Dadao was stunned. He squinted his eyes and saw a fat little flower pig with a blue light on its body. He couldn't help wondering, "You are lucky today? How can you say you are unlucky? Forget it. Anyway, making money is the most important thing. I'll give you two hundred first!"
The little fat man shuddered, and with great entanglement, he took out a handful of wrinkled and sweaty bills, counted out two hundred pieces, and handed them to Zhang Dadao with a painful look on his face. In terms of stinginess , this little fat man can be said to be a family tradition, and his morality is not inferior to Zhang Dadao in spending money. Zhang Dadao took the money, pushed the lottery tube with satisfaction, and said, "Give me one!"
The fat man drew lots and threw the dice as instructed. Zhang Dadao pretended to calculate and said, "That's right! Little Fatty, you are lucky today. You turned a bad situation into a good one! Look, you can even meet me. This is like meeting an old friend in a foreign land, right? You are lucky."
The little fat man calmed down a bit now. He knew that Zhang Dadao was not a vicious person, so he asked carefully, "Does the hexagram say that I will lose money today?"
Zhang Dadao was stunned for a moment before he figured out what was going on. He said seriously, "What do you mean? You know, if something is worth its price, it's not a waste of money. I've told you that this is worth the price!"
The little fat man licked his lips and whispered, "Forget it, I'll just consider it as a fund to support your escape. But speaking of which, Brother Tianshi, you are really amazing! You were able to escape from that place? And you were able to get in touch with Wang Evil Young Master! Was that big-headed guy just now your little brother who you tricked here?"
Zhang Dadao nodded proudly and said, "Of course, who am I? How about you? How are you doing after you got out?" Zhang Dadao got the money and his attitude became much better. It seemed that no one would come anyway. So he opened the lunch box and gave some to the fat boy, eating and chatting to kill time.
The fat guy is also a weirdo. He was scared to death just now, but now he is chatting with Zhang Dadao. I have to say! The adaptability of Chinese otakus is surprisingly strong. The fat guy sighed and talked about his experience after being discharged from the hospital.
