The waiter took off his waiter's clothes and put on a decent suit, with square sunglasses on his eyes.
In addition, there are so many people here that if you don’t look carefully, you really can’t tell.
As he shouted, the crowd around him suddenly became chaotic.
"Several people can't lift one of them, so they must be talking about something."
"Perhaps there is real grievance!"
…
The second master snorted coldly from his nose: "Bullshit injustice!"
"Boom!"
Just as God had planned it, a loud thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.
The second master was obviously trembling, but he didn't say the next words.
Uncle Ya played with the half piece of wood and said leisurely: "What the old man is talking about today is "Bao Gong went to Chenzhou", which coincides with the unjust case today."
"Snapped!"
Xingmu fell on the table again, and Uncle Ya's face suddenly turned cold: "It seems like this is God's will!"
"Crack!"
As soon as the wood woke up, a purple lightning cracked through the sky like a crack.
Now, even the second master didn't dare to speak.
I suddenly thought of Uncle Ya's words - as soon as he slammed the table, I started shouting injustice.
I exerted all my strength, pulled my neck and shouted.
"I was wronged!"
"Boom!"
It seems that everything is within Uncle Ya's plan.
He slapped the table, and I shouted, "Unjust" and "Thunder".
The thunderbolts in the sky continued, and eventually they became one.
The sky outside the window has completely darkened, the wind is blowing, sand and rocks are flying, it feels like the end of the world.
Suddenly, Uncle Ya suddenly stood up: "I don't have a guillotine, but I still want to end the grievances in the world!"
"Come!"
I was startled, what's going on?
"Pah, pah, pah"
Suddenly there were footsteps behind me. I turned around and saw that it was a monkey.
The moment the second master and the monkey looked at each other, they were obviously stunned.
Monkey quickly lowered his head, walked hurriedly to Uncle Ya, and handed over a black USB flash drive.
Uncle Ya clapped his hands gently, and a few guys brought out a TV and placed it directly in the middle of the ground.
The USB disk was plugged in, and Chen Changming's voice and image were immediately broadcast on the TV.
The picture was a bit blurry and had a strong sense of shaking, so it was obviously taken secretly.
On the TV, the monkey asked questions very respectfully, and the flattery even blew out the colors of the rainbow.
After several rounds, Chen Changming could no longer hide the elation on his face.
He proudly admitted the rot fly, including how to use the Evergreen Meeting and how to invite Master Azan from Nanyang.
Although Chen Changming is a fraudster, she is far inferior to the monkey who has been around for more than ten years.
After the video that lasted for more than ten minutes was played, the second master looked gloomy.
"Second Master."
Uncle Ya smiled and babbled: "Look, does this count as an injustice?"
Before he could speak, Uncle Ya held his hands in front of the audience.
"I usually tell you stories, but today I'm going to tell you a fact."
Under the applause of the whole hall, Uncle Ya slapped the wood awake and Lang Lang spoke.
"Let's talk about that day, Chen Qi was in deep danger, and the hero Ji Erlang had the ability to kill Yama and determine the world with his single sword!"
…
I felt quite aggrieved about this matter, and Uncle Ya was an incredible performer.
I was literally made into a hero who shed blood and shed tears, and finally hid in the mountains and ate grass to satisfy his hunger.
The people in the audience had drunk a lot of strong drinks, and it was the time when their minds were burning.
Under such a passionate story, the wine glass in his hand and the fruit plate on the table were smashed by the second master as if they were free of money.
This second master is very senior in Changchun society. He has never seen this battle before. He was beaten and was hiding everywhere.
For a time, cups and plates became hidden weapons, and tables, chairs and benches became weapons.
The more Uncle Ya talked, the more excited he got, and the second master and his second son were beaten more and more miserably.
It wasn't until the last word was said that Uncle Ya looked at the audience. He was startled at first, and then his face became full of horror.
"Ouch! Ouch!"
"Who beat the second master like this?"
"Oh, my wonderful nephew!"
As Uncle Ya spoke, he waved quickly to the onlookers behind his back, signaling them to leave quickly.
But this group of people were in high spirits, and they were reluctant to leave after leaving the door. They stretched their necks one by one and knocked inside.
Uncle Ya sighed heavily: "Hey! What a misfortune! The two of us can't come up with a pair of good teeth!"
The second master was helped up, his face bruised and covered in blood.
Looking at it from a distance, I thought this old man had dyed his hair red.
Uncle Ya carefully wiped the blood from Er Ye, but he pushed him away.
"Stop being a cat and a mouse!"
I took a closer look and saw that the old man didn't have many teeth in his mouth, and he was making noises when he spoke.
Uncle Ya bowed slightly: "You misunderstood."
"Thundering in the sky is called heaven's wrath; being beaten on the ground is called resentment."
"If the wrath of the sky is not quelled, I am afraid that the entire Changchun Meeting, and even Monan County, will not be at peace."
Although the waiter was beaten severely, he still looked unhappy.
"I've been beaten and scolded, but I still have to kowtow?"
Uncle Ya nodded with a serious face: "It's true!"
"You can't bring everyone down because of your fault, right?"
After saying that, Uncle Ya looked outside the door deliberately.
