Luo Zhang ran away, but the young masters had not come back to their senses. It was not until a disgusting smell came into their noses that they knew what had happened.
He retched and cursed at his servants: "Hurry up and let the labor and management chase you! If you don't catch this stinky beggar, none of you will have a better life!"
The servants were also frightened by this scene. Who knew that a beggar would dare to retaliate against them and throw stinky dog feces at his own son? This is simply a life-threatening situation!
Seeing Luo Zhang fleeing, the servants didn't dare to neglect him and hurriedly chased him out.
"Myna, this stink, what should I do?" The young master who was following him was so worried that he almost cried.
When have they ever encountered such a thing? Don't be too disgusted to have their shit thrown at you by a stinky beggar.
"This beggar dares to do this to us. When I catch him, I will peel off his skin and cramps, and cut his body into thousands of pieces!!!" The young master who was called Bage said through gritted teeth.
But then the smell wafted into his nose again, and he was so disgusted that he continued to vomit.
However, Luo Zhang, who was escaping, was smiling at this moment. The young masters just now had played their due role and began to provide hatred points.
This hatred value refreshed the screen quite quickly, faster than those who had done this before.
Perhaps because young people want to save face, their anger is naturally greater.
"Zhang Shijie? Zhang Shibao? Zhang Shixun..."
Why are they all named Zhang? There are so many descendants in Chang'an City, and I'm afraid his family is the only one with the surname Zhang.
There are more than a dozen people with the surname Zhang, and they are all Zhang Shi and so on. They are obviously all of the same generation.
It is said that this person has five hundred adopted sons. These dozen are nothing at all. If he can make all five hundred adopted sons hate him, then the hatred value will be considerable.
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Thinking of this, Luo Zhang couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Although the wool couldn't be gathered tightly, it couldn't hold up the sheep's wool.
Now that he has offended more than a dozen people, there will be dozens or even hundreds of people waiting to be offended by him. After all, if these young masters fail to catch him or are bullied by him again, they will definitely find their families to bring in reinforcements. Over time, more and more people will participate.
The more he thought about Luo Zhang, the more he felt that this method was good. He could deal with so many people at once, so that he would not have to go out looking for targets every day. Unexpectedly, he met a fat sheep on the first day.
Luo Zhang seemed to be watching hundreds of millions of hatred points waving to him, smiling happily, like a weasel that had stolen a chicken.
It was impossible for the servants to track down Luo Zhang. Luo Zhang disappeared in the blink of an eye. No matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find him.
But at this moment, Luo Zhang has returned to where he was just now, hiding on the roof of a restaurant, observing the situation downwards, and at the same time listening to the sound of the hatred value refreshing from the system, he feels extremely happy.
In just a short time, the hatred value reached more than 100,000. After all, I offended more than a dozen people at once, and the screen refresh rate was naturally fast. Ten thousand per person was already more than 100,000, not to mention that this person could not follow anyone, so the more people he offended, the more The more, the more hatred value will naturally be obtained.
"Zhang Liang, Zhang Liang, it's not that labor and management don't give you face, it's just that you have a large family and you have nothing to do to raise five hundred adopted sons. I have no choice but to use your adopted sons first." Looking down at the angry person below Among the dozen or so people, Luo Zhang smiled and murmured to himself.
That's right, these dozen people are exactly a handful of the five hundred adopted sons that Zhang Liang adopted.
But from the looks of them, they seem to be very favored, otherwise they wouldn't be so arrogant.
But his strength was a bit lacking, and he was tricked by Luo Zhang.
Of course, even if their adoptive father comes, they will still be fooled. They have no power to resist in front of Luo Zhang.
About a quarter of an hour later, the servants who were looking for Luo Zhang came back. They searched all over the East Market but couldn't find Luo Zhang, and they didn't know where the smelly beggar was hiding.
The young masters who have nowhere to vent can only vent to the servants around them. After all, if these servants hadn't frightened them just now, they would have been humiliated. Everything was the fault of these servants.
When it comes to shirking the blame, Luo Zhang has to admire these young men, they are so clean!
