Good Fortune Dictionary

As soon as the purse was taken out, Wang Feng's eyes lit up immediately, this is not his purse!So he immediately snatched the money bag from the man in black with a sharp eye, played with it, and said with a sneer, "Good guy, I finally took it out."

"You!" The man in black raised his sword eyebrows: "I knew that you were the villain who wanted to steal people's money, hmph, and deliberately tricked me into going to see the people outside the door, intending to put my suspicion on the proprietress! Pay me back!" After saying that, the man in black jumped forward, his fingers bent like chicken feet, and came towards Wang Feng's face.

Wang Feng turned to one side, dodged it, then jumped back, looked at all the men in black and said mockingly, "Repay your money?" As he said, he tossed the money bag up and grabbed it, and sent out coins to each other. The sound of collision: "I'm afraid you forgot, but you stole this money from your father and me in the evening! I asked you to pay back the money at the right time! Let me tell you, if it weren't for you, I would be full now Drink enough, lie down in the bed and sleep! See if I don’t catch you today, and send them to the government together with the two pickled things outside, so that you can taste the delicacy of prison food!” Wang Fengshen said. Reaching out, chanting a mantra silently, a small cluster of flames suddenly rose in the sky above the palm.

The man in black paused, obviously stunned for a moment, then he tossed his robe, let out a soft "hum", and grabbed a pinch of powder from his sleeve with lightning speed, and pointed at the king. The wind blows.

Wang Feng felt a white mist rising in front of his eyes, and the powder quickly entered his nasal cavity with his breath, and he was choked and coughed.He covered his nose with one hand, and waved the other hand in front of his eyes, trying to disperse the white mist, so that he could see the thief's position clearly.Unexpectedly, this layer of white mist became thicker and thicker as it waved, and the surroundings were so close that you couldn't see your fingers.It was only then that Wang Feng realized that this powder should not be just an ordinary powder used to temporarily support the enemy, but some kind of hallucinogenic drug.

But it was too late, his eyes darkened, his legs softened, and he just knelt and sat on the ground, losing consciousness.

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"噗——" A sound of metal colliding exploded on Wang Feng's eardrums, causing Wang Feng to tremble violently, and subconsciously wanted to bounce off the ground. Unexpectedly, his whole body was weak and he couldn't stand up at all. The eyelids were also so heavy that they couldn't lift a crack at all.

"噗——" the voice rang again, it seemed to be louder, and then it began to sound rhythmically and continuously.Wang Feng always felt a bad premonition, so he tried his best to lift his eyelids.

Finally, he opened a gap, and vaguely saw a figure sharpening a knife in front of him, and the light of that kitchen knife kept swaying on Wang Feng's face, making him still not used to the strong light. The eyes feel uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the sound of sharpening the knife stopped abruptly, and the knife sharpener suddenly straightened up and said in one direction: "Boss, should we make this guy into a pork bun with human meat? Or Dongpo pork? How about sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Wang Feng heard that the voice was the voice of the waiter in the shop, and he was startled, and when he heard the content again, the corners of his mouth twitched weakly: "This sentence is really familiar to death."

"Hmph, this guy came out of nowhere, ruined our good business, and beat us up. The back of my neck is still hurting! If I don't torture him, it's hard to understand. Hate in my heart! Why don't I get a copy of each of the three items you mentioned!" The boss' voice came from outside the door.

"Okay!" The waiter in the shop responded happily, then turned around and continued to sharpen the knife.

Wang Feng gradually recovered his sanity, but his muscles were still weak and he couldn't move, so he could only look at the surrounding environment with his eyes scrambling.

The surrounding walls are very rough, as if they were directly built of clay, obviously a very simple basement.Right next to the waiter grinding the knife, there is a stove about half the height of a person. The fire in the stove is burning fiercely, and the water in the pot is "gurgling". The sound complements each other.

"Oh my God, I died before I left the school, it seems that the cauldron is my burial place!" Wang Feng half-opened his eyes, listening to the sound of sharpening knives and boiling water, thinking feebly. He said, with bitterness in his heart: "Wang Feng, Wang Feng, when I told your uncle at that time, I was so ambitious, now? I haven't made any achievements yet, and I will be made into food and served on the table You still have the face to talk about family and country hatred, huh..."

The sound of sharpening the knife stopped abruptly again, but this time it was not someone who came over, but the waiter who had sharpened the knife properly and was about to kill him like a pig.

"What more, my relatives were slaughtered by the rebels like pigs and dogs, and now I will be killed as a pig, alas, is this a family curse?" Wang Feng gently closed his eyes , clearly felt that there was a ray of light constantly dangling in front of his eyes, and it was getting closer and closer.After a while, Wang Feng felt someone squatting in front of him, blocking most of the orange light from the stove fire.

"It's coming..." Wang Feng knew that he was bound to die this time, since life was beyond his reach, he might as well accept death calmly, so he gently closed his eyes, waiting for the life to be polished. A kitchen knife slashed on his neck, and then his blood spurted out like a fountain, just like the servants of the Chen family's mansion slaughtered chickens and sheep during the Chinese New Year.

In the process of waiting for death, Wang Feng only felt that the surroundings were quiet, except for the sound of boiling water. As far as he was concerned, a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and he was not afraid of death, but he regretted that his ambition had not been realized. .

In the silence, there was only a "dong" sound, followed by the howl of the waiter who killed a pig.

Wang Feng opened his eyes slightly, only to see that the shop waiter was covering his head, sitting on the ground and howling loudly, as if bereaved father.

Then, he felt his body lighten, as if someone lifted him up and put him on his back.

The boss's voice came from outside the door again, but this time it was the female voice when we first met, and the female voice cursed in a low voice: "My God, you little bastard, what are you doing, making such a big noise, if you What if someone finds out?!" The proprietress walked towards the basement while talking.

In a daze, Wang Feng heard the footsteps of the proprietress getting closer, but the person holding him on his back had no intention of running away.

The lady proprietress walked slowly to the basement while supporting her waist, and when she opened the door, she was startled by the scene in front of her. She saw his waiter covering his head and screaming, and opposite him stood a man in a suit There was a figure in a bright red dress wearing a black knotted headband, and behind that figure was the boy who was about to be cooked by them.

"Who are you? How dare you come to my place? Do you think your life is too long?" Seeing this, the proprietress raised her eyebrows, turned the cigarette stick in her hand slightly, and spoke with a thick and low voice. said the male voice.

"Hmph, lady boss, no, boss, or you, Wang Fan, the felon who offered a huge reward, you finally showed your true colors!" The young man in red took a badge from his waist and showed it to the boss: "Don't you If you recognize me, you will always recognize this badge."

When the boss saw the brass-colored waist badge, his face changed: "You are from the government."

The young man smiled slightly, tilted his head and raised his dark and thick eyebrows: "I squatted here for a few days, and finally it's time for you to show your feet. Now that you have stolen the money, what else can you say? I'll go back to Yamen."

Unexpectedly, the boss's complexion only changed temporarily, and soon returned to normal color. He passed the brass tobacco rod in his hand to his mouth, leaned against the door of the basement very charmingly, and said in a female voice: "Is the government responsible for this?" Did you send a little doll like you to catch us? Go back to the Yamen with you? Just kidding, let’s see if you can beat me.”

As soon as the words fell, from the corner of the eye of the boy in red, he saw that the waiter who had been squatting on the ground with his headshot suddenly jumped up and hit his ankle with a palm. He jumped up and avoided the blow, and It landed on the palm of the shop waiter impartially.

The young man in red is at least seven feet tall. Although his body is thin, he is muscular. Including the unconscious Wang Feng on his back, his weight is not too light. Such a heavy person pressed his hand, but his expression didn't change at all. As soon as his arm exerted strength, he was about to drag the boy in red into the air.

The boy in red flipped backwards, dodging the waiter's attack.

As soon as he landed, he heard two "swish" sounds in his ears, and he dodged left and right subconsciously, avoiding the two silver needles shot out from the boss's tobacco rod.

"Hey, the little thing is quite flexible." The boss snorted coldly, and quickly walked towards the boy in red. His footwork was extremely strange, as if he was going to the left, but he was going to the right. To the left, people can't figure out his routine.

After a few steps, the boss arrived in front of the boy in red, turned the cigarette stick in his hand, and hit the boy in red.

The boy in red suddenly pulled out a soft whip from his waist, hooked the boss's cigarette rod, and pulled it aside.