Just as the stall owner was thinking about what to do, the man at the next table suddenly stood up and cursed loudly:
"WC, what kind of rubbish lunch box is this? It's so unpalatable. The food is all sour, right?!"
He overturned the lunch box to the ground and shouted with a look of trouble:
"Lady boss... Tsk, where are the ladies selling boxed lunches?"
Huan Xiao glanced over and found that there was not much left in the lunch box that had fallen on the ground. All the dishes had been eaten, leaving only a little bit of rice residue.
But the passers-by who were watching did not notice this. Most of them stopped and took out their mobile phones to watch the show.
Seeing this, those who were nearby silently moved away from the troublemaker, and no one stepped forward to dissuade them.
The people who had bought the lunch boxes did not join in the yelling and insults, but showed an expression of watching the fun.
Although they didn't find the lunch box unpalatable, the stall didn't belong to them and they didn't want to meddle in it.
One of the theatergoers seemed worried that it would not be a good show, so he "enthusiastically" pointed out the location of the stall owner to the troublemaker.
"The woman selling box lunches is sitting there, the beautiful girl with curly hair."
The stall owner sitting with Huan Xiao was exposed to everyone.
The troublemaker realized that the stall owner was so close to him, and a guilty look flashed across his face.
But he still walked over arrogantly, slapped the Huanxiao table confidently, and said to the stall owner:
"Hey! You sell expired food. If you don't want me to file a complaint against you, just pay the money and let me go to the hospital for treatment."
Huanxiao had already picked up the lunch box before this, and she changed the table to eat without hesitation.
The troublemaker noticed Huan Xiao's actions and then carefully looked at the stall owner sitting here and Huan Xiao who had changed positions.
He suddenly showed a lewd expression, glanced at Huan Xiao, and asked the stall owner:
"Hey, is that your daughter sitting over there? Tsk tsk, she is very maternal. When setting up the stall, she was still thinking about cultivating a relationship with her daughter. I just didn't expect that you have such a big child at such a young age. Are you afraid? You're pregnant under age. Where is the child's father? He thinks you're slutty and ran away?"
These words made the onlookers talk a lot, some took pictures, and some whispered to their companions.
Huan Xiao could vaguely hear a few words coming from the crowd, such as "shameless", "vixen", "deserved", "so coquettish", etc. Everyone was watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.
Everyone's smile was bright, as if something interesting finally happened and it was not in vain for them to go shopping at this time.
However, people did not notice that the mobile phone that was supposed to be connected to the Internet was offline.
They are like livestock in captivity, unaware that they have become the playthings of ghosts and monsters...
Under normal circumstances, there should be people who can't stand the shameless behavior of the troublemakers coming out to defend the stall owners.
But unfortunately, no righteous people came to help this time.
But the current situation is simply a life-saving drama for the stall owner whose life is being controlled by the ghost and who may be killed by it at any time.
She retracted her gaze from observing Huan Xiao and looked at the troublemaker.
The man was average-looking, and his aura made his ordinary features look ugly.
But the stall owner felt that this man's head was emitting sacred light.
She didn't expect that at this time, there would be a good man coming to save her from the fire and water, and he was still the most disgusting and wretched man to her.
She will no longer scold the kind God. Look, someone will be arranged to save her!
The excitement that had just risen in the stall owner's heart cooled down when he felt the cold touch of the ghost behind him.
She rolled her eyes hard, looked at the troublemaker, and asked, "Do you think the rice I sell is sour?"
It looked like he was really confused about it.
When the troublemaker saw how easy it was to fool the stall owner, he immediately nodded and said:
"That's it. It tastes so bad. I vomited before I took two bites. What kind of food are you cooking? Don't just mix rotten leaves into it and stir-fry it, right?"
"How come, everyone else is eating fine, why is it you who have the problem?"
After the stall owner finished speaking, he felt the sharp nails and coolness on his neck disappear.
When the troublemaker heard this, he immediately covered his stomach, made an uncomfortable expression and wailed:
"Ouch, it hurts so much. My stomach hurts so much. There must be something wrong with your lunch box. You have to pay for it!"
As he spoke, he gave the stall owner a lewd look, then leaned closer and whispered with a wink:
"But...it's okay if you don't want to apologize. I like you. If you marry me and become my wife, we will become a family and I won't argue with you."
"Think about it, I don't even dislike you for having given birth to a child. You have such an honest person like me who is eager to be the successor, so you can have fun... Don't know what is good, you know, hurry up and agree, otherwise I will Just call the police and ask the police to check your stall. How about that? As long as you agree, I can still protect you mother and daughter."
The troublemaker looked sure that the stall owner would compromise.
He acted comically holding his stomach and had to ask the stall owner to choose between losing money or marrying him.
The stall owner paid no attention to what the troublemaker said, but said to himself:
"You're so weird. How can a normal person feel such pain when eating my food? Are you really a human?"
This word reached the ears of the troublemaker. He thought that the stall owner was being weird about him for not doing his job, so he became angry.
"Tmd bitch, you are so shameless, this is your own choice!"
Then, the troublemaker rolled on the ground and howled loudly:
"It's murder! Come to the police quickly. She put rat poison in the lunch box. I'm going to die!"
As he spoke, the troublemaker lowered his head and threw a few pellets of rat poison into his mouth. This was the appropriate amount he found after experimenting with others. Even without treatment, he would not die.
Seeing this, the onlookers became more noisy, and some of them joined hands and really planned to call the police.
However, just when the troublemakers were feeling complacent, they found that the surroundings had become unusually quiet.
You could hear needles dropping on the ground, as if everyone suddenly disappeared.
After a brief silence, he heard the crowd erupt in screams.
"Ahhh! Ghost!"
ghost? Where is this fuss coming from?
The troublemaker was disdainful and thought he was helping the stall owner by causing chaos.
Until, a strange human face appeared in front of him.
On his inverted face, two blood-red eyes, one large and one small, stared at him without blinking.
"Dummy...you are a dummy..."
As the Big Eyed Ghost spoke, dark red and smelly blood flowed from its mouth and dripped onto the troublemaker's face.
"..."
"ah--!!"
The troublemaker screamed, and he subconsciously raised his fist and smashed it into the ghost's face!
However, he felt that the ghost face was sticky in his hands, as if it had been smashed into minced meat.
Moreover, the moment he touched the minced meat, he felt the pain of being chewed on his hand.
The troublemaker immediately withdrew his hand, only to find that pieces of flesh from the ghost's face were still on his hand.
Not only the hands, but also the face, neck, chest, etc. were all splattered with the ghost's flesh.
Each small piece of meat is covered with sharp little teeth, gnawing greedily on the troublemaker.
In a few seconds, the troublemaker's body was devoured by minced meat and turned into a white skeleton...
