Immortal World Supplier

"Hey... this wine is better! Get drunk and relieve your worries!"

"Brother, thank you very much!"

The little fat man touched his chubby belly and hiccupped, which seemed to be smooth.

While saying thanks, he casually pulled out a roast chicken and a roasted pig's trotter from the storage ring, and began to munch on it...

"Brother, here's a chicken leg..."

The little fat man is quite honest, he probably thinks that Fang Qi gave him a drink, so he wants to give Li a wave.

Fang Qi didn't refuse, and started to eat together.

The first rule of business is to have a good relationship with customers.

"Hey... Actually, you are not as miserable as I am!"

"My father died when I was a teenager, my fiancée ran away with someone, my cultivation base was abolished, my sect expelled me, I was reduced to the street, and was beaten up by thugs... Later, I wandered around the place of fireworks, it was unsightly..."

"Even this roast chicken...I haven't eaten it...I don't know what it tastes like...delicious...so delicious..."

"No matter how miserable you are, at least you still have a father... I have nothing f---ing..."

"Who do you think is miserable between us?"

Fang Qi gnawed on the big chicken leg, and started to run the train with his mouth full...

Hmm...Actually, many of them are adapted from real situations...not all of them are fake.

"You...why are you worse than me...this chicken leg...this chicken leg...give it to you too..."

The little fat man was full of confusion, and sighed lightly, after all, he was more benevolent.

Fang Qi threw away the gnawed chicken leg, and took the other big chicken leg, his eyes could not help showing pity...

The little fat man's scalp tingles from being stared at by Fang Qi, what do you mean? Why do you still have pity on me? Shouldn't you be the worst?

"Brother Fat... I... I can't bear it!"

"Actually... In fact, I have the secret of not being miserable... But if I say it, I will definitely be punished by God!"

"But seeing Brother Fat like this, I feel like being scratched by a cat in my heart, I'm not happy if I don't say it!"

"Brother fat, give me chicken legs, and I will repay the kindness of a leg! I will repay it myself!"

Fang Qi stretched out his greasy hand, originally intending to wipe his face to pretend to be crying, but after thinking about it carefully, he put his hand on the little fat man.

"The trick to not being miserable? Brother... Brother, don't lie to me..."

The little fat man immediately became vigilant, there are many liars in this world.

"Brother Fat misses me so much? Just think that I have said too much, I have a shortcut to help the son of Heaven's Abandoned to comprehend the Dao Monument...Forget it...Brother Fat just think I'm making a joke...Come on Continue to drink and eat meat, so happy!"

Fang Qi sighed three times, but at the end he suddenly became open-minded and cheerful.

Fang Qi was open-minded, but the little fat man was shocked.

What did he hear just now? Can you help the son abandoned by heaven to comprehend the Taoist monument?

I Cao! This f*ck... isn't it tailor-made for me?

No matter how frankly I touch these monuments, there is no response... I am the son of heaven...

What he said...could it be true?

The little fat man was full of confusion, he was afraid of being tricked, and he wanted to take a shortcut to comprehend the Taoist monument...

This tangled emotion was mixed together, and his face suddenly changed.

The pig's trotters seem to lose their taste in the mouth...

"This monument discriminates against us!"

Fang Qi saw that the little fat man's expression was a little moved, and he was ready to add another fire to stabilize the situation.