"Correct answer." Fang Yan hit the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks and praised, "This sissy student answered correctly. The goddess's lower part is a little salty. This sentence literally has two meanings. We can simply misunderstand that he is evaluating the goddess's noodles with too much salt. Of course, it can also be very unhealthy to think in another direction. So, it depends on the relationship between the receiver and the speaker. If the receiver and the speaker are ordinary friends, then it is an evaluation of the noodles. Even if the receiver is very dissatisfied with the sentence, because there is another meaning to cover it up, it will also make people feel that it is harmless. "
"If the two people are ambiguous or in a relationship, then it can be extended in another direction, that is, it will increase the interaction between the two people, and also increase the interest, and also increase the interest. Erotic but not obscene, interesting but not obscene, this is the charm of language. To evaluate a man's charm, it is not whether he has told pornographic jokes in front of others, but if he tells a pornographic joke, everyone thinks he is funny and meaningful, and everyone likes him very much. "
Fang Yan glanced at Kong Jianguo and said, "You went straight to the point, saying that you want to eat the goddess's lower part. You have blocked your way out. You are naked and do not hide your lustful shamelessness and restless desire in your body. The disadvantages of this kind of expression are: First, it proves that you are a hooligan. Second, it proves that you are an uncultured hooligan. Third, girls will never go to a bar with this kind of uncultured and unclassy hooligan. I am talking about good girls. If you throw out a million, there will still be a lot of bad women who are willing to be inhuman for you. "
"…"
Everyone looked at Fang Yan with wide eyes, as if they were looking at a dinosaur from Jurassic World.
"This guy doesn't want to live, right?" Kong Jianguo's friends thought.
"This guy definitely doesn't want to live." Kong Jianguo thought.
"Brother Fang Yan is so interesting." Bai Jie's annoyance turned into a blush, and she looked at Fang Yan without blinking.
"This kid …" The man raised his head to look at Fang Yan for a while, and then lowered his head to eat his noodles. For an old man like him, there really weren't many things in this world that could surprise him. Even when his disciple Bai Xiu was killed by Fang Yan, he only sat there in a daze for a while before understanding many things.
"Brother Jianguo!" Sissy couldn't help but remind Kong Jianguo when he saw him standing there in a daze. "Why don't you say something? Scold whatever you want, and do whatever you want, we will help you. Don't stifle yourself to death! "
Kong Jianguo was indeed about to be suffocated by Fang Yan's words.
He was angry. He was furious. He felt that he had lost face.
It wasn't easy for him to say such a humorous sentence. In order to leave a deep impression on Bai Jie, he thought about his first line for three days and three nights. How could it be criticized by this kid as worthless?
Not only was it worthless, but he also said that he was a hooligan. Yes, he was indeed a hooligan. He didn't deny this. There was nothing wrong with being a hooligan. There was beer to drink, skewers to eat, no need to clock in every day, and no need to be pressured by the boss. However, saying that he was an uncultured hooligan was a slap in the face.
Who's uncultured? Who's uncultured?
I don't f * cking have anything else but culture.
Kong Jianguo's face turned from white to black, from black to purple, and finally from purple to crimson.
His expression was ferocious, and his eyes were fierce.
He clenched his big hand on Fang Yan's shoulder and said while gritting his teeth, "You said that I'm uncultured, you said that I have no style! I want to see if you have any culture, if you have any style! When we fight later, don't cry!"
Bai Jie was anxious and shouted, "Kong Jianguo, let go of me. If you don't stop, I will call the police!"
"Then call the police! Who do you think the police will help when they come?" Kong Jianguo suddenly turned around and looked at Bai Jie like a vicious dog. He scolded, "Little bitch, sooner or later, I will force myself on you!"
A person's lack of culture and style would also be reflected in this aspect: he would turn hostile whenever he wanted.
Because he had no faith in his heart, he didn't care about credibility. Except for the fear of violence, everything else was bullshit to him. They could be trampled and violated.
Bai Jie wasn't used to this kind of dialogue. She opened her mouth, but she didn't know what more powerful words to refute Kong Jianguo. He could scold her as a little bitch and say things like "sooner or later, I will force myself on you". However, she couldn't scold Kong Jianguo as a big bitch and "sooner or later, I will force myself on you". If she really scolded him like that, Kong Jianguo should be happy, right?
In terms of scolding, women were born weak.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't think it was a big deal. He didn't even put Kong Jianguo and the other little trash in his eyes. However, he didn't like others scolding Bai Jie. Because he really liked this little girl who always acted coquettishly or sulked at him.
He treated this girl like his own granddaughter. This kind of feeling was even deeper than his feelings for Bai Xiu. He hoped that Bai Xiu could become a talent, could become a teacher of Swallow Dock, and could become a pillar of the country. However, when facing Bai Jie, he had no hope. He only hoped that she could be happy.
Therefore, he raised his head and looked at Fang Yan again. What he meant was: Kid, don't quarrel when you can fight.
"It's okay," Fang Yan looked at Bai Jie, whose face was red and eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and comforted her with a smile. "Don't be fooled by this guy's fat head and big ears. In fact, his body doesn't have much strength at all. His hand was on my shoulder for a long time, but he was actually massaging me."
Hearing Fang Yan's words, Bai Jie's tears turned into a smile. She reminded him, "Be careful …"
The others weren't happy.
The pretty boy looked at Fang Yan with jealousy and said in a resentful voice, "Brother Jianguo, can you use more strength? Don't tell me you've fallen in love with this pretty boy? Look, he has a sharp tongue and doesn't know how to serve people at all. He's not worthy of you at all … "
"Jianguo, if you don't have strength, let me help you?" The swindler in a Taoist robe said aloud.
They all knew Kong Jianguo's strength. Kong Jianguo used so much strength for a long time, but the kid didn't even kneel down and beg for mercy. He didn't even show an expression of discomfort. Wasn't the truth in front of them? Kong Jianguo threw the match.
"F * ck your grandma …" Kong Jianguo couldn't stand Fang Yan's sarcasm, and he didn't want to be looked down by his companions.
He grabbed Fang Yan's shoulder with one hand, holding him so that he couldn't get up or struggle. His other hand clenched into a fist and smashed fiercely towards Fang Yan's head.
Hu!
The wind from the fist blew.
"Ah …" Bai Jie was so scared that she closed her eyes.
Silence!
Dead silence!
Bai Jie opened her eyes in confusion and found that Kong Jianguo's fist was caught in Fang Yan's palm.
Bai Jie's small mouth turned into an O shape as she looked at everything that happened in front of her in astonishment.
"Big Brother Fang Yan, you look very powerful …"
Fang Yan looked at Kong Jianguo's fat face in front of him and said with a smile, "Can't you use a little more strength?"
"Bah …"
Kong Jianguo spat at Fang Yan's bowl of noodles.
Fang Yan stared at this scene with his eyes wide open. He didn't have time to stop it, nor did he think about intercepting it. He really couldn't understand, how could a righteous hooligan do such a disgusting thing?
"You're really …" Fang Yan weighed the words in his heart and said, "A pile of stinking mud."
Fang Yan grabbed Kong Jianguo's wrist and began to exert force. Kong Jianguo once again heard his fingers cracking.
His expression became hideous and distorted again, and large beads of sweat began to drip from his forehead.
"Let go …" Kong Jianguo endured the pain in his hand and put on an expression that he could completely endure it. This was a move he learned from Fang Yan. He said calmly, "Let go …"
Of course, Fang Yan wouldn't let go.
You bullied Bai Xiu's sister. Although I feel a little uncomfortable, I also feel a little happy.
Who asked her to be Bai Xiu's sister?
But, you spat in my bowl, this is unacceptable.
Fang Yan continued to exert force, and Kong Jianguo's hand continued to make cracking sounds. But this time, it was not as clear as before. All that could be heard were intermittent muffled sounds, as if the bones deep in the flesh were bursting.
"Let go …" Kong Jianguo couldn't hold it anymore. He was not only sweating, but also crying.
Kong Jianguo, who had just said to Fang Yan, "Don't cry later", was crying. He was sobbing and looked heartbroken.
"Dad, please let go … Dad, I was wrong … I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again …"
"Grandpa … Grandpa … Grandpa … Grandpa …"
Kong Jianguo didn't continue to call Fang Yan "Ancestor", because as he spoke, his body began to tremble. Then, his vision darkened, and he fell straight on the floor.
Bang!
Kong Jianguo's huge body smashed on the floor tiles of the noodle house, and several cracks appeared on the floor tiles.
Fang Yan was shocked. If this guy said that he didn't practice the "Iron Plate Skill", it would really be unbelievable.
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