714: C714 Eat Steamed Bread

C714 Eat Steamed Bread

"Master Wan, tell me, how can I solve this?" Yu Jingzhe asked with a desperate expression.

"Kneel before my door for three days and three nights while you are naked. I can consider whether or not I'll cripple you." Hee Wanliang thought for a long time and came up with this move.

"Of course, what else?" Yu Jingzhe said.

"I've only thought of this much for now. I'll think of it when I think of it, and I'll tell you when."

"Good, that's good. Master Wan is a straightforward person. If we had known this would happen, wouldn't some things have never happened? " Yu Jingzhe smiled and stood up.

"To be honest, I am being extremely merciful. If it was anyone else, I would have already poured cement into him and let him sink into the river." Hee Wanliang couldn't help reminiscing about the past in which he fought brazenly.

"Pah!"

Yu Jingzhe, who was caught off guard, suddenly slapped Hee Wanliang.

This slap was full of force. Combined with Yu Jingzhe's swinging arm, the blood spewed out from Hee Wanliang's mouth flew far away.

Hee Wanliang's body was straight as he laid on the sofa. He was shocked by Yu Jingzhe's slap and the buzzing sound in his head was like a hive of bees. He felt that Yu Jingzhe's slap would at least pull him out of his concussion.

Hee Wanliang was completely confused. After a long while, he raised his head and looked at Yu Jingzhe dizzily. However, when he looked at Yu Jingzhe, his eyes were still blurred and he couldn't react for a while.

The first thought that came to Hee Wanliang's mind was, "Is this kid crazy?" Is he really crazy?

"Master Wan, are you alright? I'm sorry, but I can't hold it back any longer. Tell me, why are you so shameless?" Yu Jingzhe said helplessly. His hands were itchy and he had to endure to his limit.

"When we're together, we have to properly reason things out, no? It's fine if you're using fake punches, but you even hurt my student. I can't just sit by and do nothing, that's not what I meant, right? "

"But what about you? You actually bet several hundred million on your King of Strikes, then I accidentally crippled your King of Strikes, and you lost several hundred million. Everyone is willing to admit defeat when it comes to gambling, but what the heck are you doing? "

"Ah, what did you do?" Yu Jingzhe slapped Hee Wanliang's bald head again, causing Wu Tie to feel even more dizzy.

"Yu Jingzhe, you must know what you are doing. I will definitely not let you go." Hee Wanliang stared angrily at Yu Jingzhe. He had only just regained his composure. Yu Jingzhe had never intended to reconcile from the start.

He was here to take revenge on me, but where did this guy get the confidence from? Was he really not afraid?

After all, he had been in the martial arts world for decades. Even if he were to cross the river, he would still be able to sit still if he was a tiger.

But what kind of thing was Yu Jingzhe?

He was just a small doctor, how dare he cause trouble for himself alone. Oh, right, there were also two followers, a dumb girl who only knew how to carry steamed buns and a weak woman.

Who gave him the confidence? Who gave him such guts? Could it be Ninth Uncle?

No …. Impossible, he had long left the martial arts world, he would not intervene in the matter between him and Yu Jingzhe a second time.

However, he just had to come. He first admitted defeat, then slapped himself in the middle of his glee. This guy was just playing with other people's feelings.

Pa, Yu Jingzhe slapped Master Wan's head again. Although it wasn't heavy, it was very insulting.

"I've already figured out who broke the shop today. It was the three tattooed Yellow Hair. I can slowly find out who they are, but I don't. "You'd better let them come over, otherwise you can eat all of these steamed buns by yourself." Yu Jingzhe pointed at the big bags of steamed buns.

"Yu Jingzhe, you are walking further and further on the path of suicide." Hee Wanliang glared at Yu Jingzhe.

"That's my problem. It's not up to you to decide whether I want to commit suicide or not. Do you really want to eat the steamed buns? You have to finish them all!" After all, it's not good to waste food. Many people want to eat, but cannot. "

Hee Wanliang didn't say anything. In any case, the current situation was not as long as he could drag it out, so his people would contact each other every two hours. Now that something happened here, there would be people rushing over soon.

"Oh, by the way, your people should be changing shifts in an hour or so. That would be troublesome by then, so the steamed buns should be fed to him now." Yu Jingzhe looked at the time and said.

Hee Wanliang's shock was no small matter. Ever since he led a luxurious life, he regarded his life as very important, so his security work was done very well. If the people on duty didn't respond for a period of time, there would be a large group of people rushing over.1

However, he was very secretive about these details and would occasionally disrupt time for fear of being found out. However, the problem was, how did Yu Jingzhe know about it?

Since Yu Jingzhe knew, then there was only one possibility: a traitor had appeared within him.

While he was talking, the steamed buns had already walked up to him. He happily carried them to Hee Wanliang and grabbed a few steamed buns with each hand.

Due to the fact that his hands had been cultivating since he was young, his skin had turned slightly black. No matter how one looked at it, the steamed buns he grabbed gave off a strong contrast.

However, his smile was very cheerful. He grabbed the steamed bun and placed it next to Hee Wanliang's mouth, "Eat the steamed bun."

Of course, Hee Wanliang refused to eat it. He closed his eyes and turned his head to the side, ignoring Yu Jingzhe and the steamed buns.

"Master, he's not eating." The steamed bun complained to Yu Jingzhe.

"Then just stuff it into his mouth. Don't let even a speck of dregs fall."

"Fine, we can't let them fall, we can't waste food." As he said that, he grabbed the steamed bun in his hand and stuffed it into Hee Wanliang's mouth.

"Woo woo …" Hee Wanliang didn't know how long it had been since he ate steamed buns. Ever since he became famous, he would never touch something that was eaten by poor people.

In addition, the skin on the steamed bun's hand was somewhat dark, so he felt even more disgusted, but that was not the main point.

The most important thing was that silly looking guy was doing it in the dark. He forcefully stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth …

"You'll choke him to death by doing this. Fill him up with water." Yu Jingzhe poured a large cup of water and brought it over with a caring tone.

"Understood, Master." The steamed bun nodded without any hesitation and took the tap water from Yu Jingzhe. Then, it grabbed Hee Wanliang's chin and poured it in.

Of course, Hee Wanliang couldn't eat it. He choked on the food as he violently coughed. A portion of the steamed buns and water flowed down his esophagus into his stomach, but most of it was spat out by him.

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