"Isn't your thing just for sale? Why don't you sell it to us?" Tongtong's mother also became angry, especially when Tongtong was still standing aside and wanted this, she shouted loudly. Said: "We want this, wrap it up!"
"I also said, I won't sell it! I won't sell it to you!" The old man blew his beard and glared angrily, "Go away quickly, you are not welcome here either!"
"Why should I leave? I won't leave, I am a customer!" Tongtong's mother shouted, "How can you do business like this? You are driving customers away. Everyone comes to see and see this old man's attitude. Are you trying to sell too many toys? If it weren’t for us, no one would want to see your toys here!”
"I told you, I won't sell to you! Let's go!" The old man's face turned even redder. Seeing that other customers also cast strange looks at him, he became even more angry, "You all go, all go. You are not welcome in my place, and I won’t sell you any toys!”
His words offended other customers, "We are all customers, and we all managed to find time to come here..."
They also started shouting loudly. The instigator, Tong Tongma, looked proud at the side. This is what happens if you don't take your customers seriously.
She imagined that the old man would apologize to her and give her a discount or something. When she bought the little fox before, the old man didn't want to sell it to her. This was the trick she used at that time, without spending two dollars at all. I got the old man's apology and the little fox.
But this time, it was completely different. The old man didn't apologize to her, he just stared at her with cold eyes, and his whole body exuded terrible pressure, "I told you, I don't welcome you!!"
As he roared out, the big snake that had been harmless to humans and animals in the window suddenly looked ferocious, and instantly broke through the window and shot out, hanging on Tongtong's neck. Its long tongue spat on Tongtong's face, The ferocious fangs seemed to be drilling into his neck, and its voice was not harmless to humans and animals, but was so low and sinister that it seemed to come from hell, "Child, get out of here!"
Not only this big snake, but all the toys in the toy factory rioted for a while, and all the customers who were standing by the window to choose toys were killed.
Cries and cries for help were heard all the time.
Tongtong also burst into tears. He was so frightened that he squatted down on the ground. The sharp cries hurt his eardrums.
"Mom, Mom, save me! Woohoo!"
Tongtong's mother was not much better than Tongtong at this time. She held on to the window and barely managed to keep from falling down. However, for her son, she also tried her best at this time. She held on for a breath and said loudly to the old man: "Are you here?" What to do? I called the police! The police will arrest you! Let the big snake let go of my son!"
"Have you forgotten the rules of Toy Town? Toys that attack humans must die!!"
Tongtong's mother screamed as she spoke, because the toy snake gave up on Tongtong and turned around to wrap around her calf.
This toy snake is not a furry toy. Its skin is very close to the real snake. The cold touch made her goosebumps rise. She screamed twice, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. After turning over, he fainted.
The other people in the toy factory were all in a similar state of embarrassment. These toys were docile when they bought them back, but the ones here now are all as ferocious and terrifying as wild beasts. The better ones would faint early from fear. The unlucky ones were chased by several toys, and they wished they could hit the wall and faint in the next second.
The toy factory was in chaos.
The sound of police sirens was heard outside in time.
The old man also heard the sound of the siren. He raised his head and glanced at the messy factory. Finally, he sighed heavily and sat on the ground dejectedly.
It's all over, he's tired, that's it.
He's old, he's old, let him be willful again.
Negative thoughts flooded his brain, and he felt like there was nothing he could do about it. The sudden relief made him feel exhausted both physically and mentally.
He closed his eyes, not wanting to hear those bad sounds anymore.
But at this moment, his shoulder was suddenly touched.
"Stop making trouble, little snake, that's it." He responded tiredly without opening his eyes.
But the intensity of poking his shoulder did not decrease at all.
He finally opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the little snake he thought, but the face of a familiar yet unfamiliar woman.
"You..." He opened his eyes wide and looked at this uninvited guest.
"We meet again." Suman smiled at him and handed him the toy snake hanging around his neck.
The little toy snake tried to bite her twice, but she tied it in two knots with a smile.
The old man was stunned, and he didn't know whether it was because of Suman or her rough tactics.
"You..." It was a repeated single byte, and the old man's mind went blank. He couldn't think of anything to say in this situation.
I finally thought of something like constipation, "Aren't you afraid?"
When asked, he felt it was unnecessary. If he was afraid, he would not tie the knot with his bare hands and hand it to him.
Compared with other people who were scared to death, Suman was so different that he didn't know what to say or what kind of reaction to deal with her.
It was Suman who explained first, "I came after a swordsman toy."
The old man's eyes widened even more, and he murmured again, "Swordsman toy?"
A figure suddenly flashed through his mind. Could she be talking about the swordsman toy?
He closed his eyes and leaned back against the display window, his face even more tired, "I don't know what swordsman toys you are talking about. There are a lot of swordsman toys sold here every day."
Suman didn't mind either. After listening to his words, he thought to himself: "He wants to kill his little master, and he also wants to kill me, just like these rioting toys here."
Hearing this, the old man opened his eyes and looked at her again. He was surprised but not surprised when she said this, but he still said, "I didn't instigate it. It has nothing to do with me."
There was no big change in the expression on Suman's face. From her tone, she seemed to be really confused about this matter, "Then why is this happening?"
Why is this happening?
The old man glanced at the toys that were still rioting elsewhere, and asked himself, why is this happening?
I don't know when, everything started to change, and it started to deviate from the track he had originally set.
It is obvious that when he first designed these toys, it was for the convenience of more people.
Why has it developed like this now?
He opened his mouth, but still nothing came out.
The police didn't know when they had controlled the situation outside and came over to their side.
After looking at Suman and then at the old man, the two of them stepped forward and lifted the old man up. "Someone reported that you used toys to hurt people. Please come with us."
The old man didn't make any excuses and was taken away from Suman with his head lowered.
Suman stared at his back and said, "Some problems can only be solved by speaking out."
