The fat man flew backwards very quickly. Before the thin man behind him could react, he was knocked away by the fat man.

After flying out of the air for more than ten meters, the fat and thin guys landed heavily.

Screams continued for a while.

The thin man was pressed under the fat man, and he truly experienced what it was like to be "pressed out of shi". His neck tilted and fainted.

In the Bairen Black Shop, No. 9 had a dark face, walked out with a kitchen knife, and stopped in front of the door.

On the 9th, he glanced at the guests who were tilted around at the door and said gently: "If you have nothing to do, get up and go back and queue up! Don't block my door again next time."

"Okay! Now!" The man who had previously boxed the fat man stood up immediately and returned to the previous queue.

The rest of the people did not wait for more than 9, and they quickly stood up. They came here to queue up just to enter the store to have a meal. It would be bad to offend the chef.

After a while, the team in front of the door recovered as before.

On the 9th, he walked forward again and slowly walked to the fat and thin duo who was lying on the ground.

Looking down at the 'ball' in front of him, No. 9 said coldly: "Didn't you two bastards see such a long team at the door? Come first and then do you understand?"

The fat man struggled to hold up his body, looked at No. 9 with a look of fear, and asked, "Is it you? The person who just flew out and knocked me away?"

"It's me! Do you want to take revenge?" No. 9 said calmly, his eyes unconsciously turning to the fat man's chest.

‘This fat guy is a little awesome!’

As No. 9 looked at him, the fat man's clothes had been broken, and his white and fat chest was exposed. A crack about the length of his arm spread across the fat man's entire chest and abdomen.

This was caused by the slash No. 9 just now.

However, strangely, the slash had already broken through the surface of the body, but there was no blood at the wound, and there was only white and yellow fat.

...

"I dare not! I dare not!" Hearing No. 9's words, the fat man waved his hand quickly.

The trembling sense of crisis just now is still vivid in my mind. The fat man is arrogant but not stupid, and he can also detect the enemy's strength.

The fat man stood up and said seriously: "I am deeply sorry for my previous rude behavior. If it causes trouble for you, I am very sorry!"

As he said that, the fat man wanted to bow to No. 9, but his round body was limited, and the fat man's bow was only 179° at most.

"Since you have apologized sincerely and received the punishment you deserve, then this matter has passed!" No. 9 nodded slightly and accepted the fat man's apology.

"Next time I enter my store, remember to queue up honestly. I don't want anyone to learn from you and destroy the order in front of my store."

The fat man said solemnly: "I understand!"

"That's it!" No. 9 turned around and left.

The fat man watched No. 9 enter the store and breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and secretly felt glad in his heart. He was really afraid that the chef would give him a knife if he saw that he was unhappy.

‘By the way! Sick old man!’

The fat man suddenly remembered that when he flew out just now, there was a cushion behind him.

The fat man hurriedly turned around and leaned over to check the situation of the thin and sick man.

"Hey! Wake up!" The sick old man was unconscious, and the fat man started to pat his cheek.

More than ten seconds later, under the stimulation of a series of slaps by the fat man, the sick man woke up slowly.

Bang~

The sick old man just opened his eyes and greeted him with a loud slap from the fat man.

The sick old man was stunned. The fat man was stunned when he saw the sick old man woke up.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

After a long silence, the fat man spoke first: "If I said this was a misunderstanding, would you believe it?"

In response to the fat man, a shout full of anger was: "Guwutun!!!"

Accompanied by the shouts of full vitality, the sick man kicked the fat man "Guwusun".

The next moment, the fat man's huge body suddenly rose up.

Gu Wu swallowed her body in mid-air, her whole face full of life and she had already anticipated what would happen next.

Three seconds later, Gu Wutun fell down, and the sick man waited below and kicked him up again.

In just two minutes, Gu Wu swallowed dozens of round trips. The sick man used his strength to show everyone present what is a subtle and powerful "ball control".

...

"It's almost done!" He kicked Gu Wusun into the sky again, and the sick old man thought to himself.

A few seconds later, when Guwutun fell again.

This time was different from before. When Guwusun fell not far from the sick man's head, the sick man stopped slapping Guwusun's body with both hands.

The strength just made Gu Wu swallow the sky, but he would not slap it into the air.

After slapping for more than a minute, the sick old man stopped clapping his hands. He grabbed Gu Wutun and put him back to the ground steadily.

Puchi~~

As soon as it landed, Guwutun sprayed a mouthful of dark red blood from his mouth.

"Thank you!" Gu Wutun wiped his mouth and said to the sick man.

"Don't thank you!" The sick old man raised his hand and rejected Gu Wutun's gratitude. He said: "Unlike before, my main purpose this time is to vent my breath, and treatment is just by the way."

Guwutun took a deep breath and shouted: "I know this! I just found a reason for myself. You bastard, you kick me as a ball in public! I don't want to be face?"

The sick old man wiped the spit on his face, glanced at Gu Wutun, and said angrily:

"You are so embarrassed to say it! How many slaps did you slap me when I was in a coma? I still have a faint pain on my face now!"

Gu Wusun's face was filled with anger and speechless for a moment.

"Then we're even!"

Gu Wutun laughed dryly and changed the subject: By the way! When did I get internal injuries?"

"Um!"

The sick man nodded. He had no intention of wasting too much time on this matter.

Without rushing to answer Gu Wutun's question, the sick man turned his gaze to Bairen Hei Shop, and his face showed a solemn look.

"Guwutun, I think it's better for us to give up the idea of ​​going to the line to have a meal!"

The sick old man said solemnly: "The person who knocked you away before is not an ordinary person!"

Guwutun rolled his eyes on the spot and said to himself: "You need to say it! I have bowed to others and admitted my mistake!"

The sick old man didn't know what Gu Wutun was thinking, and then said, "Although his slash only left scars on the surface of your body, the strength had already penetrated into your internal organs.

If it weren't for me breaking it up bit by bit, your internal organs would be in a mess soon. If you don't take care of it for two or three weeks, you'll definitely not be able to get better."

"So that's how internal injuries come about!" Gu Wutun suddenly realized.

The sick man nodded silently, his nose moved slightly, and his serious face showed a look of regret. He sighed: "It's a pity that we can't enjoy such a delicious dish today!"
Chapter completed!