In the woodshed, Han Qianqian just opened the floor bunk for the night's rest, the place was already small, and the room full of firewood took up half of it, so naturally the space left for the two of them was extremely small.
"Three thousand, I really don't understand you, people are shitting on our heads and you're still ......", the mountain beetle was extremely resentful and incomprehensible.
If Han Qianqian did not have that kind of ability, then the reasoning of being beaten and having to stand upright would still be understandable, after all, the skill is inferior to others, this is nothing to say.
But the problem is that Han Qianqian is not only capable, but he is also very capable. When he stands there, he is the only one who bullies others, so it is not his turn to say anything in front of him.
But for Han Qianqian, patience is the norm. He doesn't care about people who are not even on the same level, and he doesn't like to bully the weak.
The most important thing was that Su Yan had brought herself here to attend someone else's wedding, so she should consider Su Yan's face in everything she did, for reasons of reason.
Moreover, Su Yan is asking the Fang family to make a flower boat for her, which is the most important thing of all.
If you are asking for something from someone else, you naturally have to behave properly!
The only thing Han Qianqian wanted at the moment was to reach the City of Burning Bones as soon as possible, nothing else mattered.
Han Qianqian was about to speak, but at that moment, Xiao Er had already slowly walked over with a large plate of dishes. Although Xiao Er's face was pretending to be fine, the avoidance in his eyes could not escape Han Qianqian's eyes at all.
"Although the accommodation is a bit poor, at least the food isn't too bad." The pangolin muttered, taking the tray and placing it on the floor, about to start eating.
"Master, you ......" The second-ranked man saw this and wanted to speak out, but he wanted to say something but stopped.
Han Qianqian smiled gently, the dish was turned over, and with Xiao Er's strange demeanor, this already allowed Han Qianqian to conclude that there must be something wrong with the dish.
As the pangolin held a large chopstick and tried to pour it into his mouth, Han Qianqian had already sent a bolt of energy into the air, directly knocking the chopstick out of his hand.
"Shit, what are you doing?" The pangolin looked at Han Qianqian in depression, "No way? You put up with it outside, but you're bullying me here, aren't you?"
Han Qianqian ignored the bastard's ghostly screams, smiled gently, and looked towards the shopkeeper.
When Han Qianqian acted like this, he obviously already knew that there was something wrong with the dish, the shopkeeper's eyes flashed with a slight panic, when he came into contact with Han Qianqian's bland eyes, the bastard fell to his knees with a thud, "Master, master, it's not my business, it's not my business."
Hearing this, the pangolin also snapped to reflect that things didn't seem right and stared at the shopkeeper in surprise, "Damn you, you want to poison us to death?"
"No, no, no, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."
"There's no poison in the dish." Han Qianqian shook his head gently.
"No poison?" The pangolin rubbed its head in frustration, "Then what exactly was put in the dish?"
Han Qianqian looked at the shopkeeper indifferently, "That's for you to ask him."
"Fuck you!" The pangolin cursed angrily, directly grabbing the shopkeeper's collar with one hand, his entire body fierce and fierce.
"Master, spare my life, spare my life." The shopkeeper was scared to death and hastily begged for mercy, "What was put in there was nothing else, just ...... was saliva."
"Saliva?" The pierced mountain beetle looked at Han Qianqian in confusion.
Han Qianqian did not bother to smile, not even needing to guess, he was afraid he already knew who had done it.
"It's ...... that big guy from the party, he saw me bringing you food, so he ...... explained in a panic," the shop boy explained.
Sure enough, it was him!
"Fuck, this son of a bitch, I put up with them, they still have no end to it, right? You don't do anything, forget it, I'll get him myself." As soon as the words left his mouth, the mountain beetle had already gotten up in anger and was about to settle the score with the giant.
Han Qianqian frowned, his hands fiercely moved, at once, there was a loud sound, and the entire door of the woodshed closed with a bang.
"Han ......" the piercing mountain beetle yelled in depression, it's like this, still tolerate?
A soldier can kill, not humiliate ah!
Han Qianqian slightly retracted his gaze, then, gently placed on the shopkeeper, that shopkeeper has long been wearing the mountain armor's rage scared six, see Han Qianqian looked at himself, a time can not help but a wit.
"Master ......" the shopkeeper looked at Han Qianqian with bewildered eyes.
Is it concealed, again or explode?