Gao Shao silently gave a thumbs up for his wit.

Although it was very depressed to be snatched from the tram, I encountered a good thing when I woke up. I will complete the target first and call the police.

He limped and pushed the cake cutter stall forward. In broad daylight, there was no one on the old street for a long time. In the past, he would not have taken another step toward this side. If he sells cake cutter here, he would definitely lose his life.

I'm here today, not because of a whim, but with a purpose.

Looking forward, his destination was just ten meters away, and there was a paper shop.

I took a look, took out another photo and compared it. That's right, that's it.

He pushed the stall forward and prepared to open here. He looked around with his eyes. After confirming that there was no one, he secretly took out a key from his pocket.

However, before he could take action, he saw the door of the hotel opposite open and an old Taoist walked out of it.

The cake master quickly stuffed the key back into his pocket, picked up the knife, looked around, and looked like he was waiting for someone to buy the cake.

"Selling cut cakes is not sweet, and not sticky, and not money!" The cake bar shouted in his throat.

The old Taoist across the street walked over, swept over the cake cut on the stall, and then stared at the cake with a smile.

"Young brother, you are so bad, your legs are not good, and your eyes are still blind!"

Gao Shao was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that this old Taoist would curse people when he came up.

"Old Master, why are you cursing people in vain? I had 2.5 eyes, and my energy was so bright that I shot, and my legs ran to chase the wind and arrows! Time flies! I don't know how good it is!"

The Qilin Taoist looked strange, "You limped and told me to chase the wind like an arrow?"

Gao Shao said awkwardly: "I was robbed yesterday. Not only did the tram disappear, but I was beaten up by someone. My legs were limping. Is it so painful?"

Taoist Qilin was stunned for a moment, is it so miserable?

All of them have been beaten like this. Why don’t you take good care of your injuries at home? Why are you here to join in the fun?

Isn’t this clear telling me that you have something wrong with this kid?

In fact, I had a problem with this guy named Shi Chuan before. Who did business come to such a place where I didn’t see anyone for a long time? And I was so stupid that I placed the stall at the door of a store that did a dying business?

Are you just trying to sell the cut cake to dead people, isn't it good to go to the morgue and crematorium?

Moreover, this kid looked like he was lying in his head and sneaking, and he knew something was wrong at first glance.

Taoist Qilin pursed his lips and signaled Gao Shao to come over, whispering: "Brother, I count on my fingers. Your bloody disaster has not passed yet. A disaster is coming soon. Do you believe it or not?"

Gao Shao stared at Taoist Qilin in surprise when he heard this, "Old Taoist, are you a fortune teller?"

Qilin Taoist smiled and said, "No."

Mr. Cake was stunned. You are not fucking me with some yarn!

Taoist Qilin: "Although I am not a fortune teller, I just said that you have to believe me."

Gao Shao said blankly: "Why?!"

The Taoist Qilin waved and said mysteriously: "You came out of the stall and I will tell you why."

The cake master just wanted to send the old Taoist away now, and decided to cooperate with him in everything he said, take a deep breath, and then walk out of the cake cutting stall.

But as soon as he walked out, he hadn't waited for him to react.

A mouthful of ten-year-old phlegm hit his face, directly covering his 2.5-year-old eyes.

Then Qilin Taoist took off one of his shoes, held them in his hand, and waved them skillfully.

Slap sex!

Gao Shao's eyes were covered with phlegm, and he saw chaos. Then he blew his face three times, and he felt dizzy and fell to the ground, with his face blanketed.

The Taoist Qilin calmly stepped on his shoes and shook the whisk, "Now you believe it, because I am the one who is your disaster."

The Qilin Taoist, who had not had breakfast at noon, grabbed a piece of cake and said calmly: "I said I would not use my hands if I don't use my hands. Bark jibababababababababababababababababababababababashi flowed away a pot of goods to the ground (I am a person who does what he says)..."

"I'm fucking...you, you're sick of snake spirit!!"

The young master of Gao finally realized that he was heartbroken. He tried his best to wipe the saliva from his face with his hands, and then looked at the yellowed old sticky phlegm on his fingertips with blurred vision, and roared angrily.

Taoist Qilin was frightened by the sudden throat of the cake. He rolled his eyes and took a long time to recover. He threw away the half of the cake left in his hand and wiped his mouth.

He shook the whisk and said calmly: "Tell me!"

The cake was confused.

Taoist Qilin bent down, held the shoe in his hand, and glared at him, "Say or not!"

The young master who was heartbroken was crying, "What did you want me to say! You asked!"

"say what?"

Taoist Qilin was stunned. He didn't know?

Mr. Lin Quan didn't tell him what he asked him to ask?

Thinking about it, it seems that I was a little anxious to hang up the phone, but don’t you just wait for Mr. Lin Quan to finish speaking, right?

I'm sorry, this is a bit embarrassing!

If I called Mr. Lin Quan to inquire now, wouldn’t I seem to be so irritable?

No, absolutely not. You have to hold your thighs no matter what you say! You can't let Mr. Lin Quan question him.

Taoist Qilin thought for a while and asked, "What is your origin?"

Mr. Gao only feels unlucky, what's the matter these two days!

I didn't want to answer, but when I looked at the old Taoist priest holding the shoes in my hand, I stared at them with anger, thinking that if I didn't say it, this would definitely be another set of shoes. Maybe I would have to bring another mouthful of old sticky phlegm. Forget it, the hero will not suffer any loss in front of me.

"My name is Gao Tiangu. People from Jianghu give them nicknamed Cake Shao, and people from Wan District, Nanshi, and professionally sell cakes."

After Gao Shao finished speaking with a helpless look on his face, he saw that the Qilin Taoist was still staring at him, "What else, do you like to pause when speaking?"

Seeing the shoe lifted up, the cake boy hurriedly said, "I like to drink beer, and when I touch the wine bottle, I will always be cut off... Well, I also like to go to the big waves to wash the sand. Where are the girls all have talents, their massage skills are good, and their words are good."

"The big waves wash away the sand?"

The Qilin Taoist's eyes lit up, hesitated for a moment, and sighed: "It turns out that he is a fellow Taoist, but unfortunately, you and I have different positions now, otherwise I would rather sit down and communicate with you!"

"No, why did you pause again?"

Gao Shao was sobbing, "I've finished saying everything I should say! What do you want to hear? Otherwise, I'll tell you everything from what I remember to the present?"

Taoist Qilin pondered, then nodded hesitantly.

The cake boy was helpless and encountered a snake sperm disease. When he met, he had a mouthful of old sticky phlegm and three-piece shoe. He liked to ask people questions for no reason. It was so unlucky.

I can't afford to get rid of snake sperm, I can't help it, say, "When I was three years old...
Chapter completed!