Shenhao started as a rent collector

Chapter 921 Biochemical Weapons
It is estimated that half the street can smell the stench.

Wu Banxian was drenched in cold sweat for a moment, afraid that the matter of his farting would be leaked out.

How to do?How to do?
He was extremely anxious in his heart, eager to find someone to take the blame, looked at a man with gold teeth next to him, and said calmly on the surface, "It seems that your practice is not enough! Our kind The body of a practitioner should be clean and pure, how can such filth be discharged? Pay attention to me next time, or I will expel you from the teacher's school."

Da Jinya is also somewhat famous in this street, and he is Wu Banxian's nominal apprentice.

Of course, in fact, Da Jinya is just a thug, responsible for watching the situation here and teaching some people who come to make trouble.

When the surrounding crowd heard Wu Banxian's words, they immediately looked at Da Jinya with disdain, and all of them moved away from Da Jinya, covering their mouths and noses.

Da Jinya wanted to cry but had no tears, and he wanted to die.

Damn it, I really didn't fart!
That turtle grandson farted, and I want my father to take the blame?
The point is, this fart smells so fucking bad, it smells worse than a fucking toilet.

Let him take the blame now, how can he hang around in the antique city in the future!

Just when everyone's attention was on Da Jinya.

Wu Banxian, who was sitting at the fortune-telling booth, had a strange expression on his face.

Why are you farting again?
What's going on today?

Wu Banxian was about to cry out, and held back desperately, his face became more and more red.

If this fart comes out, then Wu Banxian's reputation will be completely ruined by a fart!

The point is, even if you try your best, you can't hold it back at all, and the more you hold back the more you want to fart, the more intense it becomes.

It seemed that he couldn't stay here any longer today, he quickly pinched and tightened his legs, his voice became like that of an old eunuch, and he said in a sharp voice, "Today's fortune-telling is over here, I have to discipline and discipline me well Apprentice."

But when he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he had reached the limit of patience.

"Puff puff--"

"Tear--"

The extremely loud and long farting sound suddenly reverberated in the air.

The power of this fart was so strong that the pants on the back of him burst apart, and he felt a chill on his butt.

A fart cracked the pants, it is a bit too exaggerated!
A stench spread in the air and spread to the entire antique street, making the bustling antique street suddenly deserted.

Even the stall owners couldn't bear the stench and fled the scene one after another.

This kind of power is no less than that of biochemical weapons!
Everyone at the scene could smell the stench even if they covered their mouths and noses, and all looked at Wu Banxian with a relaxed face.

Zhang Mu had stopped breathing through his mouth and nose for a long time, and there was an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said with a half-smile, "Master is worthy of a cultivator's body, just farting is so different from ordinary people, it is really different Fantastic!"

"With the master's cultivation body, I think you can fart to kill anyone. If anyone stands behind you, you will really be killed by your fart."

Wu Banxian let out a loud fart, and his body was indeed very comfortable, with a feeling of being in the air.

Just hearing Zhang Mu's obviously teasing words, his face completely darkened, knowing that the beggar in front of him must be playing tricks.

Now that the fart has been let out, it is definitely impossible to blame others.

At any rate, he, Wu Banxian, is considered a respectable figure in this antique street.

After decades of operating in this place, it has completely established its name.

Just because of a fart today, decades of hard work will be ruined by a beggar?
Now he can only cast aside his responsibilities and put all the responsibilities on Zhang Mu's head.

Wu Banxian gritted his teeth, glared at Zhang Mu viciously, and angrily said, "Boy, don't think I don't know, it's because you have tampered with me and made me embarrass myself here, and it can't prove your identity as a master. It's best to kneel down immediately, so that you may be able to get the forgiveness of this half-immortal."

He didn't know how the guy in front of him made him want to fart uncontrollably.

However, this kid made himself ashamed, so no matter what he said, he had to teach him a lesson.

However, with his status as a half-immortal, if he did it himself, he would lose his identity.

Wu Banxian glanced at the big gold tooth and a curly-haired young man next to him, with a righteous look on his face, and secretly winked.

Curly Hair and Big Gold Tooth were born as gangsters, and they have also learned two tricks, which are enough to deal with some ordinary people.

Seeing Wu Banxian's eyes, Da Jinya and Curly immediately understood, and stepped out.

But Da Jinya breathed a sigh of relief inwardly, he was finally cleared of his grievances, and he was able to hold his head up and be a man.

Now everyone knows that the first fart just now was also released by Wu Banxian.

From this perspective, he was a little grateful to Zhang Mu for helping him wash away his grievances.

Thank you for your gratitude, their job is to help Wu Banxian deal with this kind of thing.

If Zhang Mu can't bow his head and admit his mistake today, Wu Banxian's fortune-telling fortune-telling brand will be completely ruined, and even they will lose their good life.

"Boy, didn't you hear what my master said? Why don't you kneel down to my master and beg my master to forgive your sins?"

The big gold tooth was gearing up, with a cruel smile on his face, revealing a mouthful of big gold teeth.

The curly hair also stared at Zhang Mu covetously. Both of them were burly, enough to frighten some ordinary people.

Wu Banxian, who has regained the posture of an expert, has an inscrutable expression on his face, as if he is an out-of-this-world expert.

For such an acting skill, it would be a shame not to win an Oscar statuette!

Regardless of the cool, condescending gaze behind his skin, he locked on Zhang Mu, and said in a dignified manner, "Don't be stubborn, kneel down and confess to this half-immortal, this is the only way for you to wash away your sins ,you……"

Not finished yet.

His face turned red again, he desperately clamped his legs, and kept holding his butt.

If he continues to fart like this, his reputation will be completely ruined.

You nasty dad!
How come there are so many farts!
Wu Banxian was filled with grief and indignation, wishing to question the sky, but he didn't dare to open his mouth at all, his teeth were clenched tightly, holding back desperately, his face was extremely red.

If he farts another loud fart, then he is not a fortune teller, he will definitely become a fart fairy.

Zhang Mu glanced at Zhong Lingling beside him, and pulled her back a few steps, "Let's stand a little behind, this half-immortal is going to fart for the rest of his life today."

(End of this chapter)