Chapter 787: Hit the wrong
way Fang Ye and Qian Yue looked at each other in bewilderment. They had never expected that things would develop to this point. The liar was beaten by a drunk?
"Bah, you don't even have a hair on your head, and you still dare to say you are not a bald...bald donkey?"
The drunk man spat fiercely on the ground, then staggered towards Qian Sheng: "Baby, I know you still love me, let's get back together!"
As he spoke, he opened his arms and hugged Qian Sheng, pouting his lips and wanting to kiss him.
Qian Sheng certainly would not let him get his wish, and avoided him with a look of disgust. The drunkard was not willing to give in, and just when he was about to continue to attack, Fang Ye, who could not bear to watch, grabbed the collar and threw him out, and he rolled directly to the corner of the wall!
The drunkard was hit hard by this throw, but he stood up quickly under the stimulation of alcohol.
"Asshole, you dare to throw labor?!"
As the saying goes, alcohol makes people brave, he immediately picked up a brick from the corner of the wall, and rushed towards Fang Ye with it raised high.
This scene scared the two sisters, and just when they wanted to scream loudly, the drunkard suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.
It turned out that he didn't pay attention to the road and was tripped by the Taoist Qingfeng who was paralyzed on the ground, and the brick also hit his head. After a muffled sound, the yard finally returned to peace...
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing a special takeaway, and the reward is skill upgrade points*2. The current total points are 22!"
When the system prompt ended, the sound of a patrol car was heard in the distance. Fang Ye didn't want to stay and waste time, so he said goodbye directly.
Before leaving, he specifically reminded Qian Yue: "Master Qingfeng has no good intentions towards your sister. You should give the bottle of fairy dew to the police for testing. If I guess correctly, it should not be a good thing."
Qian Yue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I will!"
"That's it, I'm leaving first, bye!"
Fang Ye rode the electric donkey and left in a flash. On the way back to the milk tea shop, he was thinking about how to use the skill upgrade points.
Now the total has reached 22. I am a "small rich man" anyway, so of course I want to upgrade.
After pulling out the list, looking at the long row of miscellaneous skills, Fang Ye suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
"Which combat skill should I upgrade? Basic Combat Mastery, Advanced Physical Strengthening, Basic Light Kung Fu, or upgrade Spirit Armor?" He muttered to himself while checking the points required to upgrade each skill.
"Damn, Spirit Armor and Physical Strengthening both require 35 points. Isn't that too much? Well... Light Kung Fu is better, only 10 points are needed, Combat Mastery requires 15 points..."
After hesitating for a long time, he decided to upgrade Light Kung Fu to the intermediate level, and keep the remaining 12 points.
When Fang Ye returned to the milk tea shop, the fat boy Du Ziqiang was already a little impatient, and ran over immediately after seeing him.
"Brother Fang, you are finally back!"
Fang Ye was confused: "Who are you? Do we know each other?"
"No way, you forgot me so quickly?" Du Ziqiang's fat face fell.
Fang Ye shook his head: "I seem to have some impression, how about you give me a little hint?"
Du Ziqiang said: "The ultimate face-slapping package for 9.9 yuan, do you remember it?"
Fang Ye and Qian Yue looked at each other, they never thought that things would develop to this point, the liar was actually beaten by a drunk?
"Bah, you don't even have a hair on your head, and you still dare to say you're not bald...bald donkey?"
The drunk man spat fiercely on the ground, then staggered towards Qian Sheng: "Baby, I know you still love me, let's get back together!"
As he spoke, he opened his arms and hugged Qian Sheng, pouting and wanting to kiss him.
Qian Sheng certainly wouldn't let him get his way, and avoided him with a look of disgust. The drunk man refused to give in, and when he was about to continue his vicious attack, Fang Ye, who couldn't bear to watch, grabbed the collar and threw him out, and he rolled directly to the corner of the wall!
The drunk man was hit hard by this throw, but he quickly stood up under the stimulation of alcohol.
"Asshole, you dare to throw labor?!"
As the saying goes, alcohol makes people brave, he immediately picked up a brick from the corner of the wall and rushed towards Fang Ye with it raised high.
This scene scared the two sisters, and just when they wanted to scream loudly, the drunkard suddenly fell to the ground with a thud.
It turned out that he didn't pay attention to the road and was tripped by the Taoist Qingfeng who was paralyzed on the ground, and the brick also hit his head. After a muffled sound, the yard finally returned to peace...
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing a special takeaway, and the reward is skill upgrade points*2. The current total points are 22!"
When the system prompt ended, the sound of a patrol car was heard in the distance. Fang Ye didn't want to stay and waste time, so he said goodbye directly.
Before leaving, he specifically reminded Qian Yue: "Master Qingfeng has no good intentions towards your sister. You should give the bottle of fairy dew to the police for testing. If I guess correctly, it should not be a good thing."
Qian Yue nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I will!"
"That's it, I'm leaving first, bye!"
Fang Ye rode the electric donkey and left in a flash. On the way back to the milk tea shop, he was thinking about how to use the skill upgrade points.
Now the total has reached 22. I am a "small rich man" anyway, so of course I want to upgrade.
After pulling out the list, looking at the long row of miscellaneous skills, Fang Ye suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.
"Which combat skill should I upgrade, elementary combat mastery, advanced physical enhancement, elementary light skill, or upgrade the spirit armor technique?" He muttered to himself while checking the points required to upgrade each skill.
"Damn, the upgrade of spirit armor technique and physical enhancement requires 35 points, isn't that too exaggerated? Well... light skill is better, only 10 points are needed, combat mastery requires 15 points..."
After hesitating for a long time, he still chose to upgrade the light skill to the intermediate level, and keep the remaining 12 points for now.
When Fang Ye returned to the milk tea shop, the fat man Du Ziqiang was already a little impatient, and ran over immediately after seeing him.
"Brother Fang, you are finally back!"
Fang Ye was confused: "Um... may I ask who you are, do we know each other?"
"No way, you forgot me so quickly?" Du Ziqiang's fat face fell.
Fang Ye scratched his head: "I seem to have some impression, how about you give me a little hint?"
Du Ziqiang said: "The 9.9 yuan special offer for the ultimate face-slapping package, you remember it?"
Fang Ye suddenly realized: "Oh oh oh, I remember, you are the Du... Du... Du what?"
"Du Ziqiang!"
"Yes, yes, Du Qiang." Fang Ye smiled awkwardly, "Well, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Du Ziqiang smiled: "I want to consume the face-slapping package again, I wonder... I wonder if there is a discount price now?"
"So that's how it is." Fang Ye frowned, "But I'm busy delivering takeout now, I'm afraid I can't help you..."
Du Ziqiang said weakly: "Well, in fact, I have already ordered a takeout of your designated, so the time should not be a problem, right?"
After hearing this, Fang Ye smiled and said, "Of course, no problem, Didi Slaps Face to serve you wholeheartedly!"