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Discount? Wuxie and Fatty were shocked, had the iron rooster been plucked? Incredible! Is the sun coming out in the west?

The blind man rummaged through his pockets, finally grabbed a handful and put them on the fat man's sheets.

There are about six coins.

"I wish you a speedy recovery and good health! Congratulations on getting rich." He muttered by the way: "It's not going well lately. I'm losing money and losing things. All the rubbings in my house are gone."

The fat man pretended not to hear, put away the money, and said, "Have hot pot tonight, it's a treat!"

Before Wuxie could say anything, his wrist was clamped by a powerful force. You don't need to look, you can tell it's the little brother by touch.

Wu Xie looked at him and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, and so is Fatty. We only went in twice, it's not serious, just make a small opening in the skin and take out the unformed seeds."

The little brother didn't say anything else, and looked at the uneven palm.

Wu Xie's hands were not as scarred as they were later. Although they were not white and tender now, they still had clean and slender fingers.

"I accidentally scratched it." Wuxie explained.

The Qilinjie in his body is not as powerful as that of his little brother, so if Wuxie wants to use blood, the amount will be relatively large.

The little brother rummaged through his pocket and handed the red dates he carried to Wu Xie. Red dates replenish qi and blood. Wuxie put these on before he left because he was worried that he would bleed again.

The fat man and the blind man were still chatting with each other. Xiaohua found a chair and sat down, and started making phone calls to reserve a seat. The situation is like this, Xiaohua has become accustomed to their fights and arranges things by herself.

"Brothers, stop making trouble. Are you hungry? Let's go eat."

The fat man immediately asked: "Where are you going? Fatty, I will eat anything. Thank you, Mr. Xie Darichen."

Xiaohua's habit is not to go to a small shop to eat hot pot. Everyone knows this. The fat man can just ask politely.

"What do you think?" Xiaohua sneered, picked up the blind man's report, and took the lead to leave.

The restaurant ordered by Mr. Xiaohua is naturally high-end and expensive.

Wuxie slipped next to the blind man and tentatively looked into his sunglassed eyes.

The blind man slapped his face, "What are you doing? Do you know that everyone who has looked into my eyes has died."

Wu Xie curled his lips and said nonsense, that little flower stayed with him every day, could it be possible that he also wore sunglasses when sleeping?

As if he knew Wu Xie's thoughts, the blind man leaned into his ear and said, "Of course, except for my little flower master."

The fat man asked: "What are you two muttering about? Hey, Master Hei, how are your eyes? Can you take off your sunglasses?"

In fact, fat people are also curious. Do blind people wear sunglasses when doing errands at night? Isn't that little flower capable of acting?

The blind man smiled and took them off tentatively. Xiaohua and everyone stared intently, trying to peek into the eyes behind the sunglasses. The blind man's movement was blocked by the younger brother.

The little brother pointed to the sky: "The sun is too strong and it will hurt your eyes."

The blind man curled his lips, put his arm on his shoulders, stopped him from taking a few steps forward, and said with a smile: "Oh, we mute Zhang can also care about people. Sure enough, it is different when we have a sweetheart. Tell me about it , how do you get along with my apprentice?"

Wuxie rushed up and pulled the two away, blocking the little brother in front of him. He winked at Xiaohua and told him to take care of the blind man.

Xiaohua glanced at the time: "Are you ready to eat? The food is probably ready."

Xiaohua took the blind man's arm and asked in a low voice: "I thought I saw you showing your eyes just now. How do you feel?"

Blind man: "Hot."

"hot?"

The blind man nodded: "It's hot."