Seeing how relaxed her boss was, Xiao Xian became even more convinced that her guess was correct.

Then he said to Lin Zhou, "Boss, can I punch the next beggar's chicken?"

Lin Zhou looked very puzzled.

If it weren't for his dark eyebrows and eyes, his doubt would be immediately apparent.

Why would someone suddenly decide to smash a beggar's chicken?

Don't be fooled by how easily he smashed it; it's because he's strong.

But as you can imagine, they were incredibly hot when they were just taken out of the oven.

He only dared to do it if he was wearing gloves.

Otherwise, your hands will definitely get burned.

Now, faced with the demands of diners, he really doesn't know what to say.

"This is very hot, and it's not easy to break open."

Lin Zhou tried to persuade them, but seeing that the diners insisted, there was nothing more to say.

He packed up the beggar's chicken in his hand, turned around and took another beggar's chicken out of the oven and put it on the cutting board, then handed over a pair of new gloves.

Xiao Xian excitedly put on gloves, ready to avenge his previous humiliation.

Whether I can hold my head high in front of my brothers depends on this punch.

Upon seeing this, the tourists behind immediately took out their phones to take pictures.

The scene was very impressive.

Xiao Xian was a little shy.

Just as he was about to deliver the final punch, he suddenly realized that it would be incredibly embarrassing if his punch didn't land like the boss's and someone filmed it.

But it's already come to this point; if he regrets it now, what about his reputation?

So we have no choice but to go for it.

Xiao Xian gritted his teeth and used all his strength to punch the beggar's chicken.

The beggar's chicken was fine, but his hand was burning hot and hurting.

With a scream, he jumped up, his hands flailing wildly in the air, his face contorted in pain.

Lin Yi, standing to the side, shrank back in fear.

Luckily, he didn't react as quickly as Xiao Xian, otherwise he would have been the one to embarrass himself.

He turned his head and saw several people next to him taking out their phones to take pictures, so he also took out his phone.

He has no intention of regaining his lost face.

So I simply joined the audience.

"Hahaha, Xiao Xian, the difference between you and the boss is too obvious. The beggar's chicken didn't budge, but you got hit with a critical strike. How about that?"

Even the tourists who were recording the whole thing couldn't help but laugh.

Xiao Xian came to her senses and realized what she had done, her face turning completely red.

Her already somewhat dark face, now flushed red all the way to her neck, was a perfect mix of red and black, making it hard not to laugh.

Xiao Xian's overly exaggerated performance aroused the curiosity of the diners in line.

"Is it really that hard? How come it hurts so much after just one punch? This guy is too weak."

Xiao Xian, who had already stopped flaring up, turned green upon hearing this.

I've been insulted again!

But Xiao Xian couldn't refute it. She stiffened her neck and looked at the man who spoke, saying, "You're not weak. Come on, if you can smash me open with one punch, I'll call you dad!"

Oh, is that so?

It looks like there's going to be some excitement to watch.

The surrounding diners all pricked up their ears and stared intently.

Some onlookers even took out their phones to film.

Now it remains to be seen how the men in line will handle this.

Men in line are impulsive by nature; otherwise, they wouldn't have spoken up immediately upon seeing something puzzling.

Provoked by Xiao Xian's words, she walked out with her sleeves showing.

This look makes it clear that they're ready to fight.

The people around them became even more excited, their eyes gleaming with gossip.

They practically wanted to cheer and start fighting!

I love the kind of queuing up to buy something that also adds to the excitement.

"Leave it alone, I'll do it. It's no big deal. Young people these days are just physically weak; they can't even crack a lump of mud."

As the man spoke, he walked up to Lin Zhou's stall and was about to punch the beggar's chicken on the table.

Seeing this, Xiao Xian quickly stopped them.

Now everyone's attention shifted from the man in line to him.

"What's wrong?"

The man in line looked at Xiao Xian with a puzzled expression and asked, his dismissive attitude making Xiao Xian grit his teeth in annoyance.

Xiao Xian ignored him.

"Boss, bring me a new beggar's chicken."

Lin Zhou hadn't expected that he was involved in this.

Seeing this, she looked at Xiao Xian, then at the men in line.

With a nod from the man in line, he turned around, walked to the oven, and took out a new beggar's chicken.

"Here are the gloves."

He wouldn't let something like being taken advantage of happen a second time, since it had happened once before.

So, before the men in line started smashing it, he asked Boss Lin to bring out a new beggar's chicken.

Then, with a smile on his face, he prepared to watch his performance.

The men in line completely ignored the gloves that Xiao Xian handed them.

I turned my head to signal him to watch carefully.

Then he gathered his strength and punched the beggar's chicken that Lin Zhou had just taken out.

Lin Zhou opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, he had already spoken.

The next second, another scream came from the air.

One more victim.

Xiao Xian saw the man clutching his arms, bending over in pain, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

See? She even refused his gloves.

This is how it ends.

Lin Zhou forced a pathetic smile.

"It's really hot and hard to open, so please don't try it."

The man in line didn't leave himself any room for maneuver either.

He winced in pain.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and his face was contorted in agony.

Xiao Xian found it incredibly enjoyable to watch.

"Hey, what's wrong with a grown man like you? You're not strong enough!"

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