Chapter 1085: The Gift of Trouble (Part II) (Four More Flowers)

In this world, there are many things that we don't want to see, but we have seen them; How many sounds we don't like to hear, but it just makes sounds.

Before the light that Zhen Cheng was looking forward to appeared, the zuihou straw that crushed the camel came.

"Clank!" The big-mouthed man who had been identified by Miao Siren was slumped on the seat with a dead face, his arm touched the chopsticks, the chopsticks touched the plate, and after a crisp sound, the whole hall suddenly boiled rapidly like hot water boiling in a pot, and the tables, chairs and benches began to make a dense noise.

Zhen Cheng stood on the stage and hurriedly clapped his hands to signal to turn on the lights, but unfortunately, the gay men who turned on the lights also took advantage of the chaos to rush into the hall to grab medicine.

Zhen Cheng stood in front and shouted for the waiter to open the curtains, but unfortunately, it was several middle-aged young women who were in charge of the curtains.

"My medicine, don't grab it!" A male compatriot howled heartbreakingly, and the sound was as terrible as a boar about to be turned into Sima Qian.

"You*, stay away! If you grab it again, I'll put your video on the Internet! A young woman with a beautiful voice, speaking in a majestic voice, grabbed the bottle loudly and threatened.

"Two big sisters, don't catch me! Although that's fake, it hurts for the two of you to catch one! A crying, shy pleaded loudly.

"Captain! I grabbed a bottle, give it to you, you take it! Zhang Xiaoyan's voice sounded proudly in the dark.

"Pig head, you! It's a bottle of beer! Cai Xiaojing scolded angrily.

"Ahh Then I'll continue to rob, who made us SWAT! Zhang Xiaoyan didn't want to join the chaotic battle group again.

"Haha-ha-ha!" Hou Ye wanted to laugh but didn't dare to daxiao, and the intermittent laughter was very infiltrating. After looking around, Hou Ye hugged the two bottles, and his mouth was smiling. One bottle to drink by yourself, and one bottle to drink home to my dad to honor my mother! Wow Ka Ka, it's not good, you can still have more brothers come out! The more Hou Ye thought about it, the more beautiful he became, the happier he became, his head was dizzy, an unprecedented pleasure.

"Why is there only one bottle!" Hong Xuan was very depressed and hugged the bottle, and his heart was entangled to death, should he drink this medicine himself, or should he give it to Morino?

"Do you want to use it yourself, or do you want to change it?" Du Ruyan was very excited to think, and his blood was up, completely forgetting that Bu Haiqiao could get a bottle.

Gu Zijian stretched out his hand to steal Tu Guoqiang's bottle, and at the moment when he was about to touch it, a wine glass smashed on his palm. Tu Guoqiang's fast hand was not slower than Gu Zijian when he tried the fast gun back then, not to mention such a precious medicinal soup to protect himself!

"Smack!" I don't know who suddenly turned on the light switch.

"Hula!" The brothers, who were by the window, risked being disfigured and opened the curtains. Thinking about the difficulty of rushing over, several brothers with a slight claw mark on their faces finally understood that Olive Ding Dazhuang smiled, because it was himself who turned on the electric light. Years of experience in urban management have cultivated Ding Dazhuang's iron-blooded spirit of not being afraid of death and not being afraid of chaos.

Ding Dazhuang's face was bloodstained, but the burly figure supported by the bottle with his left hand and the switch with his right hand was reborn.

Ding Dazhuang is very fortunate because he is left-handed. Many people who rushed in the chaos found that their right hand was empty, so they let themselves go and robbed others.

Seeing that everyone stopped their movements and looked at themselves, Ding Dazhuang's face was a little red, and he looked at everyone very embarrassed, as if his parents were forgetting themselves to stage the old man's cart, and you turned on the light to go to the toilet to pee as embarrassed as blushing.

"Comrade Ding Dazhuang is mighty!" Niu Wazi's head poked out from under the table and loudly dubbed Ding Dazhuang for publicity.

"Serve the people!" Ding Dazhuang gasped, suddenly stood upright, and roared loudly with his stomach straight.

"Fuck you!" A group of people who didn't grab the medicine angrily grabbed whatever they wanted, and smashed Ding Dazhuang, who had ruined everyone's good deeds.

Comrade Ding Dazhuang's eyes were full of incomprehension, his own feat, even if he didn't get flowers and applause; A moment ago, the smiling and polite crowd was going to quickly throw something at themselves? Forget about throwing things, Weishenme flew in the most proud porcelain of Huaxia - plates, sea bowls and spoons!

In the face of such humiliation, our Comrade Ding Dazhuang, worthy of being the director of the Urban Management Law Enforcement Bureau, reacted quickly. In the face of misunderstandings, petty actions and disharmony among the leaders of all relevant departments, Comrade Ding Dazhuang resolutely made a shocking decision - his waist was straight, his left hand put the precious bottle behind him, and his right hand quickly protected his face, accepting the baptism of chopsticks, wine bottles, and a cooked duck that he had bitten.

The beauty of human nature looked so embarrassed under the dazzling sunlight and bright lights, Zhen Cheng couldn't believe his eyes when he stood on the small stage. All of them were like when it rained as a child, and a group of children fought with mud. It's just that the scene in front of him is very unfair, because everyone loses Ding Dazhuang alone, and Ding Dazhuang doesn't fight back.

Zhen Cheng wanted to shout to stop, but he opened his mouth and gave up. At this time, everyone's hearts were full of anger and needed to vent, if they opened their mouths, maybe the chicken butts flying all over the sky would fly towards them. At the moment when you lose your mind, no one will care if you are a powerhouse at the peak of the Great Perfection of the Ground Level.

Some of the bureau chiefs and directors who were still well-dressed a moment ago were completely angry when they knew that they had lost an opportunity to have more women.

The things on the table are decreasing, but the things around Comrade Ding Dazhuang are increasing, piled up with tables, chairs and benches, chickens, ducks, fish, soup, soup and water all over the ground.

"Poof!" In the noise, a crisp sound that was not very big came, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance quickly spread in the luxurious hall, and constantly stimulated the sense of smell of the somewhat crazy people Ding Dazhuang's originally straight waist suddenly bent, and the right hand covering his face slowly moved away, and his face full of vegetable leaves and gravy was covered with tears, Ding Dazhuang's legs trembled and raised his trembling left hand, and he looked at the baby's medicine bottle in amazement, leaving a simple bottle mouth.

Ding Dazhuang is almost fifty years old, his husband and wife are loving, but he has no heirs under his knees. When he knew that this medicinal soup could make him live for twenty years, Ding Dazhuang's heart, which had no hope, ignited a raging fire. What supported him from escaping was the medicine bottle, but the infuriating thing was that a rebounding plate ejected back like a flying saucer and shattered his dream!

"Ouye!" The ugliness of human nature was once again vividly staged, and the crowd who surrounded the beating did not sympathize and apologize for the fact that Ding Dazhuang had lost the medicinal soup, but instead heard a piercing cheer.

"Enough! You scumbags! Tu Guoqiang suddenly jumped on the chair and shouted loudly, "The face of our state organs has been lost by you, all of them sit down, and if you mess around, you will go to the Public Security Bureau to report!" ”

Tu Guoqiang was very angry, if Ding Dazhuang was beaten to death, where would he put the face of the Minister of Public Security?

"Listen to Minister Tu, sit down!" Gu Zijian also stood up in a decent manner, and scolded with anger on his face, "You people, how can you do this for such a little thing? If you don't obey, hand over the medicine bottle and hurry up and roll the calf! ”

"Damn!" Someone in the crowd scolded resentfully, "If you can't eat grapes, you can say that grapes are sour, disgusting!" ”

"Who? Who said that? Kind of stand up for me! Gu Zijian, who was full of anger and infinite depression, was uncomfortable, and when he heard someone slandering him, he suddenly roared like thunder.

Ye Ming wanted to open his mouth, but after thinking about it, he shook his head lonely. Don't say that you are retired, even if you are in office, it may not be useful for you as a deputy minister to speak.

"Ding Dazhuang is bleeding, look!" When everyone looked at Gu Zijian, the cow baby under the table called out in surprise and attracted everyone's attention.

Bright red blood flowed out from Ding Dazhuang's forehead, slowly washing the vegetable leaves and gravy on Ding Dazhuang's face.

"All sit down!" Zhen Cheng saw that Ding Dazhuang was bleeding, and he was completely on fire!

When the opening is auspicious, some people shed blood, which is a very unlucky omen in the hometown, a metaphor for the disaster of blood and light. Seeing that some people were still hesitating, Zhen Cheng continued to add in a cold voice, "Listen to the people of Hanmang, from now on, the people standing are the enemies of our Hanmang, take me down!" ”

"Sit down! Sit down! ”

"Where's my chair! Damn, why is there a leg missing! ”

"Stop the ink, squat, you just threw it yourself!"

"Squeeze, squeeze!"

"Fuck off, you milk me and fuck JB!" A coquettish middle-aged aunt scolded angrily when she didn't grab the medicinal soup.

Zhen Cheng didn't have time to care about the others, because everyone sat down obediently, only Ding Dazhuang stood with a blank face.

"Your name is Ding Dazhuang?" Zhen Cheng "I'm fine, I'm not leaving!" Ding Dazhuang's face was full of stubbornness, and he watched Zhen Cheng straighten his waist and not leave.

"You're bleeding!" Zhen Cheng's voice was a little stern and said, "You must bandage it!" ”

"I'm not leaving!" Ding Dazhuang seemed to be beaten stupid, and stubbornly did not leave.

"You-"

"Master! Wait a minute! Niu Wazi held the two medicine bottles, quickly ran behind Zhen Cheng and said, "I know he won't leave!" ”

"Weishenme not leaving?" Zhen Cheng saw that Niu Wazi had two bottles of medicine in his hand, reached out and pulled one bottle into Ding Dazhuang's hand and said, "It's okay this way, hurry up and bandage it, I will definitely have a son next year!" ”

"Really?" Ding Dazhuang's originally dumbfounded face suddenly trembled, looked at Zhen Cheng, and asked suspiciously while holding the medicine bottle.

"I'm Miao Siren's apprentice, are you true? Go bandage it! Zhen Cheng wanted to pat Ding Dazhuang on the shoulder, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that Ding Dazhuang's body was greasy and there was no place to start.

"Then I'm not leaving!" Ding Dazhuang saw that Niu Wazi was winking at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Unless you promise me a condition!" ”

"On what terms?" Zhen Cheng was a little angry, looked at Ding Dazhuang, frowned and asked, "If you have the conditions, say it quickly!" ”

"I want to get to know Minister Tu and the people at your table and take a photo as a souvenir!" Ding Dazhuang saw that Zhen Cheng was a little annoyed, and said in a voice that was not very loud.

"That's it?" Zhen Cheng looked at Ding Dazhuang's eyes and asked with a smile.

"Well, that's it!" Ding Dazhuang observed that Zhen Cheng had no intention of refusing, and wanted to smile, but the corner of his mouth touched the wound on his forehead, and said with a smile.

"Come on, let's go to the hospital after taking pictures!" Zhen Cheng turned around and glared at Niu Wazi fiercely, and then slowly walked in the direction of Tu Guoqiang and the others.