Qin Nuo had a gloomy face and didn't say anything, but he was extremely depressed.
Damn it!
When I become powerful enough one day, I will buy this restaurant and chop you, Pinocchio, down to use as firewood!
"Qin Nuo, be cheerful. I'll treat you to a meal today. Eat whatever you want." Liu Jiaqi said while holding two ghost coins, wanting to make Qin Nuo happy.
Qin Nuo waved his hand: "You don't have to treat me, someone will treat me."
Liu Jiaqi was confused.
Now besides the two of them, is there any third person in the partnership?
Qin Nuo walked out of the restaurant and went straight to the vending machine in the corridor.
Last time, it was cut all over by Qin Nuo's electric saw, but now it has been patched up and there is almost no sign of damage.
However--
Qin Nuo walked over and without a word, he took out his bone-breaking hammer and started smashing it madly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The glass was broken, the iron sheet was dented, and the fragments were scattered!
The vending machine ghost roared angrily, "Damn it! How did I offend you again? What's wrong with me?!"
"You didn't provoke me, I was just in a bad mood and I needed to vent."
"Thank you, old friend!"
After saying that, Qin Nuo started smashing it hard again, releasing all the frustration in his heart.
"Thank you, grandma! What the hell is it to me if you're in a bad mood?"
"You little brat, don't think I'm easy to bully. If you don't stop, I'll be rude!"
The vending machine ghost resisted angrily, but was kicked back into the corner by Qin Nuo and continued to take the beating.
"This human's ghost power has increased again!" The vending machine ghost was horrified to find that he was no match for Qin Nuo at all.
Faced with Qin Nuo's destruction of his body, the vending machine ghost was both angry and aggrieved.
It's only been a few days and the situation has changed!
Who would have thought that just three days ago, the vending machine ghost could still tease Qin Nuo like a rat!
After a while.
After venting his anger, Qin Nuo felt much better. He put away the bone-breaking hammer, sat on the ground, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He patted the broken vending machine and said, "My hands are sore from smashing it. Give me a bottle of water. My throat is dry!"
This sentence almost drove the vending machine ghost crazy.
ah!!
It’s really too much of a bully!!
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