Chapter 12 Grandpa’s frustration

Style: Fantasy Author: A person who doesn't eatWords: 2399Update Time: 24/02/20 12:01:18
When a person lives in this world, he must make friends and have a few people on whom his life can depend.

It's good to have a deeper friendship, but if the other person wants something, it's hard to say no.

Lei Peng acted without acknowledging his relatives, but he still couldn't overcome the world's sophistication.

I think the same is true for the miracle doctor Lao Liu.

He travels around the world and saves countless people, so he must have a frightening number of friends.

The eldest son of the Liang family only needs to meet him, get along with him for a few days, get to know him well, and then take out a bunch of letters written by old friends in person.

Due to the past friendship, even if Lao Liu didn't want to save Mr. Liang in his heart, he had to rescue him. Otherwise, where would the old friendship be put?

Famous families have more than just rights. Their huge network of interpersonal relationships is their capital to thrive in the world.

After chatting in a low voice for a few more times, the Liang family children went home to report.

When Lei Peng saw the other party coming out of the skin-picking department, he cursed rudely:

"unlucky!"

After speaking, he turned around and looked at Grill No. 11 and shouted:

"Have you heard enough, kid? Be careful of your ears getting sores and your butthole rotting."

"..."

A strong man has a keen sense of spirituality and six senses. Lei Peng is at least a fierce man in the three realms. How can he not be sensitive to someone tearing down a wall?

Ma Liu said angrily:

"You guys are discussing things, I really don't have the nerve to interrupt."

Lei Peng took the small porcelain vase and put it in his arms, his face full of sullenness.

"You should have a good relationship with Lao Liu. Tell him what you heard today. I am not deliberately trying to embarrass him, lest someone bite my tongue behind my back and ruin my wisdom in life."

"Don't worry, sir."

Ma Liu agreed immediately and was very willing to be the messenger.

Lei Peng nodded and said:

"I'm going to get some lime to kill the virus later, but you sprinkled it everywhere."

"Antivirus?"

Ma Liu was a little confused.

Lei Peng did not explain, but kept secret and pushed the cart away.

Not long after, the twelve steakhouses opened their doors one after another, and most of them completed their slaughtering tasks.

The new pickpocket No. 12 is a ruthless man. When he opened the door, he was carrying a butcher's knife. He was covered in blood and chopped the rabbit monster into meat paste.

Unfortunately, he himself was frightened and went crazy.

When the stone door opened, he fell to the ground and died.

The pickpockets who were betting were happy. Two of them bet last night that this guy wouldn't survive a day.

"His grandfather's frustration."

Lei Peng couldn't help but cursed and summoned the black-armored warriors to collect the corpse.



That night.

Ma Liu pushed a large vat on a cart, and while the pickpockets looked at him with confusion, he poured lime powder everywhere and burned sulfur in the corridor for disinfection.

"Lao Liu, what are you doing?"

"I don't know, Captain Lei ordered it."

Ma Liu shrugged and said:

"No matter what he does, it's good for us to kill and kill the virus, so as not to breed diseases."

A few years ago, there was a three-level demon who was killed on the border of the Great Yan Dynasty out of revenge. His scales were extremely hard.

The imperial court spent several months transporting the huge corpse back to the Piping Division, hoping to peel off the demon's scales and make several precious armors.

Unexpectedly, as time went by, the demon's flesh and blood rotted, bacteria grew, and a terrifying plague spread, almost wiping out the Papis.

Six pickpockets died immediately, and two big bosses died after holding on for a few days. The tolerance of the Yamen on the ground was almost dead.

Finally, the ancestor of Dalin Temple was invited to shine with the golden Buddha for half a month before the plague was purified.

Seeing Ma Liu pour a large vat of lime powder into his stone room, one-third of it was poured, almost all over the floor and walls, Wang Goudan couldn't help shouting:

"You sprinkled so much lime powder on me, are you trying to choke me to death tonight?"

"Your steakhouse is as dirty as a pigsty. If the plague didn't kill you, just thank God. Do you still have the heart to complain?"

Ma Liu gave Brother Dog a piece of his head, walked out the door without looking back, and walked towards the next door.

Grill No. 9, the stone door is closed.

"Old Liu?!"

Ma Liu shouted a few times at the top of his voice, but when no one responded, he didn't force himself.

Lei Peng must have told Mr. Liang about it, but Lao Liu didn't want to take action, fearing that someone would come to plead for mercy, so he simply didn't see anyone.

After being rejected, Ma Liu said to everyone:

"Okay, you guys have your own rooms and do it yourself."

Except for Wang Goudan's steakhouse, he never enters other people's rooms. That is their private property and contains many secrets.

While everyone was busy, Ma Liu pulled Wang Goudan aside and warned:

"You have to be careful tomorrow. The eldest son of the Liang family will be taken to your room. He is infected with a sexually transmitted disease. You must not get close to him."

"I see."

It was a matter of life, so Wang Goudan nodded solemnly.



The next day.

Ma Liu took a shower early in the morning and stood in front of the grill door, wanting to see who this young master of the Liang family was.

Lei Peng arrived early, planning to finish arranging today's errands and then go to another place.

Unexpectedly, the demon collection team only sent one little demon last night, so it became a question of who to assign it to.

Ma Liu took the initiative to invite Ying and said:

"Sir, please arrange this turtle demon for me."

The turtle demon has a long life, but Lao Liu has been craving for it for two whole years.

Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Lei gave him a sideways glance and said:

"You are the only one who has many things to do."

After saying that, he pushed the body to Grill No. 10.

At this moment, several strong men suddenly carried a stretcher into the Papi Department. Under the command of the Liang family members yesterday, they carried the stretcher directly into Wang Goudan's room.

"What the hell is this place?"

Mr. Liang groaned weakly, very dissatisfied.

Ma Liu's expression changed.

He could clearly see that Mr. Liang's face was covered with abscesses. It was not a sexually transmitted disease at all, but a typical blast!

Gale is also called leprosy. It is one of the five major terminal diseases in ancient times and is extremely contagious.

At first, red spots appeared on his body, which gradually became ulcers all over his body, and his body became permanently disabled.

Lu Zhaolin, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, suffered from this disease. Sun Simiao could not cure it, so he could only delay the disease. In the end, his whole body was rotten. Unable to bear the pain, he simply threw himself into the river.

It is true that monks are strong and have strong resistance, but it does not mean that they are immune to all kinds of poisons. They are very taboo against these infectious diseases.

This is the origin of Lei Pengrang's early anti-virus.

After Ma Liu's insignificant growth in the past two years and absorbing the energy and blood of various demons, he is not afraid of leprosy.

But Wang Goudan is so thin that he is skinny and bones, and his resistance to viruses is comparable to that of a weak chicken. If Mr. Liang is put in his steakhouse, he may be infected with leprosy and kill him.

"Buzz——"

Grill No. 10 was closed, and everyone in the Liang family who came out thanked Lei Peng and left.

Ma Liu immediately stepped forward to plead:

"Captain Lei, this kid Wang Goudan..."

"I know what you want to say."

Lei Peng interrupted mercilessly:

"Wang Goudan is weak and can't stand the strong wind. Do you want Mr. Liang to come to your No. 11 steakhouse?"

Ma Liu was about to hit the snake with a stick and agreed that this was okay, but Lei Peng didn't give him a chance to speak and seriously advised:

"I know that you and Wang Goudan have been playing together since childhood, and they met in the Papi Division. They have a close friendship, but one has to act according to one's ability. Wang Goudan can't stand the strong wind, how can you, a sick and consumptive ghost, be able to withstand it?"

Seeing that he was still unwilling to give in and wanted to speak, Lei Peng persuaded him again:

"Even if you can bear it, as long as Mr. Liang is in the steak house, his leprosy will spread everywhere. There are only one or two steak houses. Do you think Wang Goudan can avoid this?"

Ma Liu was blocked and speechless.

Lei Peng patted him on the shoulder and said consolingly:

"Then the Liang family is powerful. Even if I don't allow Mr. Liang to come in, the Liang family will clear up other relationships. Things are destined. Those who should get sick will get it, and those who deserve to die will die. Just be more open-minded."