Chapter 257 Gaga Gaga Gaga Gaga
So, under the gaze of everyone, the charlatan touched his bald head and suddenly burst into laughter without any warning.
"Hahaha! Hahahaha, hahahahahahahaha!"
"Ahhh, gaa ...
Everyone was terrified.
"No, Baldy, what are you laughing at?"
"Stop, stop, stop! What are you laughing at?"
"Hey, hey, hey! Are you sick?"
The charlatan ignored them completely: "Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!"
He laughed until he was out of breath, took a breath, and continued laughing wildly.
"Hahahaha ahhhhhhh!"
Everyone: “???”
"Aren't you crazy? Are you laughing at us?"
"Is he possessed by a demon? Why is he laughing? He's even laughing because he has no hair left?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked: "Run! He's been possessed by a monster!"
Everyone started running and soon disappeared, leaving only the charlatan standing there laughing.
He laughed for forty minutes, then felt hungry, so he started laughing again and went to the restaurant: "Hahaha, hahaha, give me a serving of hahaha dumplings, haha ...
Everyone in the restaurant turned to look at him in surprise, and the waiter's expression was stunned.
“…water, dumplings, huh?”
“Hahahaha yes hahahahahaha——”
The waiter was sweating profusely: "Uh, okay..."
The charlatan found a seat and sat down while laughing wildly, continuing to laugh wildly towards the sky.
Question marks slowly appeared above everyone's heads.
"Um, sir, what are you laughing at? Can you please stop laughing?" Someone couldn't help but say, "We still need to eat!"
The charlatan: “Hahahahahaha!”
"Sir, sir?"
“Hahahahahaha!”
"Sir! What are you laughing at?"
“Hahahahahaha!”
"Why don't you try smiling again, you little bastard?"
“Hahahahahahahahahaha——”
Bang, the charlatan was knocked to the ground by the angry crowd.
However, he still laughed when he was beaten, and the more he was beaten, the more he laughed.
Finally, the crowd couldn't stand it anymore and threw him out.
So the charlatan’s neighbors are blessed.
Because the charlatan went to the market to buy some vegetables and went home to cook.
He laughed wildly while doing it, and the neighbors around him could hear his barbell-like laughter.
At first, the neighbors could tolerate it. But after five hours, they broke down and came to the door, demanding that the charlatan stop laughing.
However, the charlatan can't do it.
After unsuccessful communication, the neighbor returned home, hoping that he would stop laughing when he went to bed at night. However, this was destined to be a luxury.
At night, when everything was silent, the loud laughter of the charlatan pierced the night sky, it was so arrogant.
"Hahahaha, ha ...——"
The neighbors' faces were filled with despair and despair.
Oh my god, how could there be such a person? What on earth is he laughing at? He's been laughing all day and he's still not done laughing?!
The devastated neighbors banded together, pried open his door, dragged him out and dumped him on the side of the road.
However, the charlatan continued to laugh loudly on the street, thus successfully angering the thugs on the roadside, and was beaten by them until his head was broken and bleeding.
After laughing like this for a whole day, he finally attracted the attention of the police and was sent to a mental hospital.
After laughing for a year, he had become a lifelong VIP customer of the mental hospital, and no one believed that he was not crazy anymore.
He wanted to be discharged, but the mental hospital wouldn't allow it because doctors had assessed that his condition was too severe and destructive to allow him to be released and retaliate against society.
[Ding! Bad thing 12 has been successfully prevented, merit +5! Merit in this world: 145!]
Shu Yan laughed happily.
Since she had no more chances today, she left first.
The next day, when I entered the plot, I found myself sleeping on a big tree.
It turned out that the original owner, Wang Po, had her mother leave her two houses, one of which was near the county government. She lived on the rent every day, so she wandered around every day.
Shu Yan said that these days are comfortable.
She jumped down from the tree, picked a city at random, and asked the system to remotely search for bad things.
[Ding!] The system quickly reported: [Bad Event Detected 13: Factory workers are processing mustard tubers with their feet and adding large amounts of preservatives. The tubers are exceeding standards for various carcinogens and pathogens, but the factory manager doesn't care because it saves costs.]
When Shu Yan saw this, she thought of the instant noodles she had eaten over the years and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"Okay, okay, let me pass. I want to enforce justice on behalf of Heaven!"
Biu, she appeared outside the pickled vegetable factory.
Through the system interface, you can see that the pickled mustard greens in this factory are thrown into a large, purely natural earth pit. A group of uncles and aunts use their jade feet to add a unique flavor to it, and occasionally a mouthful of healthy and original thick spit. It is so clean and hygienic.
No way, the sanitation is terrible!
Shu Yan resisted the urge to vomit and started the story.
[The workers were busy in the pit when a cooperative company came to buy them.
The person in charge of purchasing goods turned a blind eye to the scene and simply loaded up a cart of pickled vegetables and left.
Shu Yan thought about it and immediately added "boss" after the person in charge, changing "go" to "eat".
So the boss of the company that cooperated with the pickled mustard factory suddenly replaced his employees who were responsible for purchasing and went to pull the pickled mustard himself.
He drove to the pickled mustard tuber factory and loaded the fermented mustard tubers into the car as usual. Then he jumped into the car and started eating them in big mouthfuls.
"Mr. Qian? Mr. Qian?" The workers at the pickled mustard plant were shocked: "Mr. Qian, why are you eating? This..."
Can this thing be eaten?
What happened to Mr. Qian today?
There was fear in Mr. Qian's eyes, but he couldn't answer.
He chewed the pickled mustard greens frantically, shoveling the stems into his mouth.
Hiccup——
What is he eating? What's wrong with him? No, he doesn't want to eat something so dirty. This is obviously not something he should eat—
Bang, a stone broke Mr. Qian's tooth.
Mr. Qian was in excruciating pain, but he still ate in agony despite having a broken tooth.
[The staff at the pickled mustard tuber factory saw this and rushed over to dissuade him, but Mr. Qian continued to eat.]
Shu Yan continued her efforts and changed "person" to "master" and "dissuade" to "eat".
At this moment, the owner of the pickled vegetable factory, that is, the boss, was holding a beautiful woman he had just pursued, preparing to do something big.
The atmosphere in the bedroom was extremely ambiguous.
The boss untied his belt domineeringly and leaned over affectionately.
At the critical moment, he suddenly stood up, pulled up his pants and left without looking back.
"??? Mr. Song? Mr. Song? Where are you going?"
The beautiful woman looked at his back and was stunned for a long time.
......
Half an hour later, Mr. Song, the owner of the pickled vegetable factory, also arrived at the scene.
He walked straight up to Mr. Qian, who was enjoying his meal, and joined him.
What’s the point of sleeping with a woman? It’s worse than eating pickled mustard greens!
Homemade pickled mustard greens, safe to eat!
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