Tyrant and his crying baby bottle

More than a dozen little roosters almost became extinct overnight, and Er Bao was heartbroken.He first aimed at his own dog, but seeing that the sled dogs were all honest and clean, it seemed that they were not.

He asked Qiu Lengjun, "Did you see who killed my little cock?"

Er Bao didn't hold out hope, but saw Qiu Lengjun's eyes aimed at the main room, and he breathed out vaguely, like a sigh.

Er Bao turned his head, and saw that Lord Huotoujun leaning against the door of the main room.

Tibetan bow said: "Look at what I do, am I so free?"

Erbao thought about it, yes, people are not weasels, no matter how idle they are, they won't get up in the middle of the night to kill chickens.And Qiu Lengjun didn't open Hui, how could it understand what he was asking.

Erbao tidied up the yard sadly, and brought a shovel to dig a hole, but was stopped by the squirrel.

The squirrel said, "Don't bury it, it's a waste of things. The general still needs to make up his body, so save the chicken soup."

Er Bao wiped away his tears and said sincerely, "Isn't stewed chicken soup better with a hen?"

The squirrel immediately kicked him, "What nonsense, the rooster is the same!"

Only then did Erbao realize that Big Hui was afraid that Zang Gong would kill the little hens.He couldn't help himself, and looked at Zang Gong in a panic, "That's right, the rooster stew is also delicious."

Cang Gong didn't say a word when he heard the words, squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, turned and entered the room.

——No wonder the squirrel is the boss, but the little Erbao is not as cunning as him.

Zang Gong went to the sink to wash his hands with water, spread his palms, and curled up his fingers quickly.

He frowned.

Why are there residual blood stains in the nails?

Looking up at himself in the mirror, he was neat and clean, just like before, but the blood stains under his nails were real, and he could still smell the obvious smell of blood when he put it under his nose.

He also turned on the red faucet, put hot water on it and cleaned it carefully, only to find that there were also two drops of blood on the side of the sink, but it was fainted by the water and the color was lighter.

"What's on the general's hand?" The squirrel's voice suddenly came from his feet.

Zang Gong paused, and glanced down, "There are concerns that cannot be let go, and the past that cannot be washed away. Why, if there is nothing, can't it be washed?"

The squirrel said: "Of course it can be washed, but don't wash it for so long, the skin will be washed off."

Zang Gong said: "It's good to wash off the skin. Humans are similar to livestock. Only by shedding a layer of skin can they improve their memory. Oh, don't show up quietly. I can't see you because you are too small. If you get trampled to death." what to do."

The squirrel stared bitterly at the back of Zang Gong as he stepped out of the door, gnashing his teeth and thinking, chicken-killing thief, let's see how long you can hide.

The second treasure in the courtyard was still teaching Qiu Lengjun a lesson, thinking they were useless, and didn't make a sound after all the chickens were killed.Cang Gong said: "Little Erbao, don't bully the dog, accompany me to the weapon shop, I want to make something."

Erbao said, "You don't have any money."

Cang Gong's face was not flushed and his heart was not beating, "Pay the salary in advance first."

Erbao: "You paid your wages in advance before you started working!"

Tibetan Gong's smile disappeared, "So support or not?"

Erbao: "...branch."

The Huotou army wants to fight weapons, and the three members of Erbao's family are nervous.

The scalper said: "Brother, smoke a cigarette and calm down, do you have something to say?"

The squirrel said: "You are meddling. The general only uses weapons for self-defense, and he will not take them out lightly."

Er Bao was much more straightforward, and asked with a worried face: "General, are you planning to kill us?"

Cang Gong couldn't help laughing, and with a big hand, he put Er Bao's head under his armpit and walked out of the gate, "How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? Don't worry."

The morning market was busy, and an old lady in front of the stewed meat shop was arguing with the boss, saying that the mutton she bought was fake pork.The butcher shop owner said, if a pig wants to pretend to be a sheep, you have to find a pig, so what are you looking for me for?

Er Bao asked Zang Gong if he wanted to eat beef, but before Zang Gong said anything, the scalper had an opinion.It mooed at the butcher, high and loud, as if it were being slaughtered.

The butcher shop owner said impatiently: "The little boss has only come to patronize once in ten or eight years. Why can't your scalper let me go?"

Er Bao said, "I'm sorry, I'll take the cow away right away."

The butcher shop owner waved his hand, "Hurry up, it's dirty and smelly, it's affecting my business too much!"

At this moment, Cang Gong put his arms around Er Bao, pressed down Er Bao's hand on the ox rope, and asked, "What are you sorry? Is this where you bought yesterday's beef?"

Er Bao nodded, and whispered, "It's here, but don't cause trouble, I still want to live on this street."

Cang Gong ignored him, and turned to look at the butcher shop owner, "He has been a vegetarian for a long time, so you dare to sell him stale meat, bullying him so he can't taste it?"

The butcher shop owner changed his face abruptly, and stood the meat cleaver on the cutting board, "Who are you, why do you say my meat is not fresh? Be careful, I will sue you for defamation in the government!"

"Hey, you still want to sue me for slander," Cang Gong smiled, looking at the meat cleaver on the chopping board, "Could it be that the official regulations are specially used as knives for people like you to cut people's fat and ointment? "

The owner of the stewed meat shop has been working on Kunlun Street for these years, and it was the first time he encountered someone who dared to come to him to make trouble, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves to greet the people in the shop.There were two men sitting in the shop. Seeing this, one of them came out with a meat cleaver and stood behind the butcher shop owner to support the scene.

The butcher shop owner said: "Now, immediately, apologize to me, and I will let you off for the sake of brother Erbao!"

Zang Gong said: "You keep calling him brother, is that how you call him brother?"

"You don't care how I am a brother. If you slander me that the meat is not fresh, you can't do it. Apologize to me immediately!"

Erbao couldn't figure out the fighting power of the two sides, so he was about to leave with his Tibetan bow.But Zang Gong told him to hide aside, and hooked his fingers at the three people, "Go ahead."

With a "moo" sound like a scalper beating a gong, the scene got out of control.

The three at the butcher's shop are all burly men, and Er Bao thought that after thinking about it, Zang Gong would definitely suffer a loss, and he would definitely have the bad debt on his head when he returned home after suffering the loss.

He couldn't let this happen, so he looked around and finally borrowed a long pole from the uncle who sold leeks.

"Ahh! Get out of the way! No one wants to bully my uncle!" Er Bao yelled, aiming at the moving figure in the middle of the crowd and pounced.

Unexpectedly, the moving figure was none other than Tibetan Bow. Erbao jumped to the inner circle to see clearly that three burly men were lying on the ground stacking arhats, and they had been beaten so hard by Tibetan Bow that they couldn't move.

Er Bao panicked—oh, I made a mistake.

Seeing that the pole was castrated, the ox and the squirrel covered their eyes together.

Hearing the muffled sound of a shoulder pole hitting flesh and blood, the surroundings became quiet.

After a while, the ox and the squirrel opened their eyes in fear. They didn't see Zang Gong's head bleeding, but saw him holding a shoulder pole in his hand. One sentence: "It's so flexible."

Zang Gong replied with a dark face: "Thank you, big nephew."

what happened?

The people who watched the excitement were all chuckling, and some acquaintances joked: "Brother Erbao has a hard head, but no matter how hard he is, he can't bump into your uncle. If he hits your aunt, he won't be spared." you!"

Er Baoxin thought that if Zang Gong hadn't turned around and held the head of the shoulder pole that fell down, he wouldn't be knocked down by the shock.But I can't blame Zang Gong for this matter, I can only blame myself for adding to the confusion, so I hung my head and said: "Got it."

He quietly asked Tibetan bow: "Do you hurt?"

Zang Gong grinds his back molars, "One, one, all, no."

Erbao really thinks that the Tibetan bow doesn't hurt, after all, it only took three or two strokes of the Tibetan bow to clean up the three burly men, it must be the muscles and bones made of iron, and the flesh made of copper.Now that the profiteers have finished cleaning up, and the beef stubble should be over, he pulls his Tibetan bow and prepares to leave.

But Zang Gong said, "Are you kidding me?"

Er Bao was startled, "What else do you want?"

Cang Gong was holding back his anger, so he stepped on the butcher's head and said, "My nephew bought stale beef from you. According to the rules, how should I pay for it?"

The butcher shop owner yelled, "I was wrong, I apologize, and I will return the money to Brother Erbao!"

Cang Gong said: "Retire? It's clearly written on your sign, one less penalty will be ten."

The owner of the butcher shop admitted that he was killed, and clasped his hands together to beg for mercy: "Ten times the compensation, ten times the compensation!"

The aunt from before also squeezed in, "If you pay him, you have to pay me, and what I bought is fake meat!"

The butcher immediately shouted: "What evidence do you have to prove that you bought fake meat?"

Cang Gong stepped hard, "Huh?"

"Oh! Take it lightly! I'm sorry, I'll pay, can't I pay it off?"

……

In this way, Erbao got a small handful of broken silver in a daze, and counted it, which can be exchanged for twenty bags of rice.But Er Bao's mood was very conflicted, a little happy and a little worried.

He said: "What if the owner of the stewed meat shop reports to the police? I think if you hit him, don't ask for compensation. If you want compensation, don't hit him. If you take both, we will be in a loss."

Zang Gong said: "I want to occupy both, let's see if he dares to report to the officials."

Erbao said: "Don't be unreasonable and unforgiving, be more tolerant in everything, and leave yourself a way out."

But Cang Gong gave him a sideways glance unexpectedly, raised his brows, "I've always been like this in my life and doing things. I don't leave a retreat for myself, and I won't leave a retreat for others."

Erbao couldn't change his mind, thinking that you were probably killed by surprise attack because of this, right?

Erbao asked: "Then don't you eat the beef?"

Zang Gong said: "Beef is fine, I prefer game."

Erbao said, "I'll go up the mountain to call you?"

Zang Gong said: "Going up the mountain is too troublesome, a domestic squirrel is fine."

squirrel:"……"

Erbao is surprised that Cang Gong can also joke, but he doesn't know that Cang Gong really wants to eat squirrels.To be exact, he has no appetite for stewed meat, but he has a great appetite for squirrels, cattle and Erbao.

Except for this man and two animals, there are people coming and going on the street, and everyone has something that makes him greedy, even the big man in the stewed meat shop whose greasy body makes him sick.

That thing is nothing but the fishy heat lingering in their main arteries.

Zang Gong was in a trance for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he thought helplessly, this is not so good.

The onlookers automatically made way for them.A little boy stepped on someone else's foot when he backed up, and fell on his back without paying attention.Zang Gong's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, grabbing his collar to prevent him from landing on the back of his head.Unexpectedly, the child's mother squeaked in fright when she saw the Tibetan bow stretching out her hand, and almost dragged her child behind with a snatch.

Zang Gong looked at the woman and asked Er Bao: "Am I so scary?"

Er Bao said, "How do you feel?"

Cang Gong stroked his chin, feeling that he was handsome, unrestrained and capable, and he was clearly a model of a man.

"Little Erbao, Xiao Erbao!" An old woman squeezed in from behind the crowd.

Er Bao looked back and said pleasantly, "Grandma Sanwei, you're here too."

The sanitation mother-in-law glanced at Canggong, pulled Erbao away, and whispered, "Little Erbao, your uncle has caused a lot of trouble. After you go back, pack up your belongings quickly. The sooner you leave, the better!"

Er Bao said: "It's not possible, they were the ones who made the first move."

"Silly boy, it's not a question of who will do it first. The butcher shop owner is backed by someone we can't afford to mess with, otherwise we wouldn't be able to ask him to bully the market for so many years."

"It's okay mother-in-law, my uncle is very good at fighting."

"No matter how good your uncle can fight, he is no match for four hands!" The sanitation mother-in-law stomped her feet anxiously, "No one dares to tell you, because they are afraid of their revenge. Mother-in-law, I have to live enough to dare to hand this over to you. .A good boy is obedient. Where can't he make a living? It's better than losing his life!"

Er Bao looked at the back of Tibetan Gong, and frowned slightly.

Really in big trouble?

Just as he was about to ask what kind of person the other party was, he heard the sound of gongs and drums beating in front of him. It seemed that there was something new on the bulletin board.

The crowd flowed in the direction of the bulletin board, and when they passed by Zang Gong, it was like a stream meeting a rock, and they all diverted automatically.Zang Gong followed, and Er Bao was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he had to bid farewell to the sanitation mother-in-law in a hurry.

"Hey, don't join in the fun!" Er Bao shouted on tiptoe.

Zang Gong's stature stands out from the crowd, he turned his head and said to him: "It's really not a fool, this matter has something to do with you."