Maybe a Fake Gintama

"Well, Hasegawa-san, forget about your complaints, no matter how much you drink, you will be unemployed next year, and no matter how much you drink, the fact that you will be unemployed this year will not change." Xin Baji pushed his glasses and complained expressionlessly.

"Hey! It's hard for me to forget this fact!" Hasegawa shouted, pulling his neck, "Why do you want me to remember it!"

"No, it's useless even if you forget about this kind of thing..." Xin Baji replied with the corners of his mouth twitching.

"What about Xinbaji? Is there any complaint you want to make?" Jiang Cheng asked again, and then twitched the corner of his mouth, "There must be, right? After all, the boss is such a guy."

"That's right," Xin Baji sighed with some emotion, "After all, it's Yinsang. If I complain about him, I feel like I won't be able to finish it all night. It's fine as an extra meal~ ahahaha..."

"Then do you want another meal?" Yue Yong asked A Miao, pointing to Jiang Cheng who was at the side.

"Hey, what do you mean?" Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes and asked blankly, "Does it mean that you complain a lot to me on weekdays? Can you say it at the year-end party as an extra meal?"

"You..." Yue Yong's pupils dilated unconsciously, and he murmured in disbelief, "You actually have self-knowledge..."

In an instant, a blue vein popped up on Jiang Cheng's face, and it was still throbbing.

"What does that mean?" Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth, looked at Yue Yong with a fake smile, gritted his teeth and whispered bitterly: "Want to fight? Damn woman!"

"Well, you two calm down a little bit, don't quarrel on Christmas Eve." Xin Baji kindly persuaded.

"Cut!" Jiang Cheng turned his face away and cut it disdainfully, then took out a small stack of color coupons from his arms and handed them to Xin Baji, "No, I will add a New Year's gift to your Christmas present. It will be troublesome to give it again during the Chinese New Year. I'll give it to you all at once."

"What...Jiang Chengsang, what do you mean?" Shinbachi pushed the glasses on his face, "Can I think you are insulting me? Can I think you are underestimating me? I can think that you are holding the idea of ​​"If you don't go to a store like Yoshihara, this child will be a virgin all his life"? "

"Well, yes." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"Hey! Don't be kidding!" Xin Baji grabbed the coupon in Jiang Cheng's hand, tore it into pieces without hesitation, and shouted with big red eyes, "I don't need this kind of thing! I don't need it at all! Eighteen...no, I will definitely bid farewell to my virginity before I turn twenty!"

"That... so what have you been talking about since just now?" Jiang Cheng looked at Xin Baji with a puzzled expression on his face, "Although I really thought so in my heart, it has nothing to do with the gift I gave you, right? That is that... Ah... no, I forgot, anyway, it is the handshake ticket for the special New Year event of the idol you like. Last time I went to buy a game, I got a lottery. There are thirty tickets. I thought you would like it..."

"What... what?!" Xin Baji cried out in surprise, holding his head in his arms. Looking at the lottery tickets that he had just torn into pieces and the words "Caution! Damage is invalid!" written on the pieces, he shouted again, "It turned out to be... It turned out to be Atong-chan's handshake ticket?! I... what have I done!!"

After all, Xin Baji spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down on the table with blank eyes, his body still twitching from time to time.

Seeing Xin Baji's appearance, Jiang Cheng stretched his hand into his bosom, constantly groping for something.

"Yes! There is one left! Xinbaji!" Jiang Cheng took out a handshake ticket for Atong-chan, "The last one, Xinbaji!"

After listening, Xin Baji came back to life in an instant, sat up and took the handshake ticket from Jiang Cheng with tears in his eyes and trembling hands.

"Jiang Chengsang..." Xin Baji wiped away tears that he couldn't stop, and said with sobs: "I didn't expect to meet the real Santa Claus at Christmas, I'm really... thank you so much."

"Please don't show that expression, I always feel disgusting..." Jiang Cheng turned his face away, complained silently, then turned his head, squinted his eyes and smiled, "However, it's a good feeling to see the children showing their happy side because they received the gifts they like. Perhaps, this is what the real Santa Claus is like."

"Brother Jiang Cheng, where is my gift?" Qingtai pointed at herself and asked in surprise, "You must have prepared it? You must have prepared my gift too?!"

"Ah, I'm ready." Jiang Cheng nodded, then reached into his arms and began to feel around.

Qingta's expression became more and more joyful, and she looked at Jiang Cheng expectantly, but Qingta soon became unhappy.

Looking at the hand-drawn greeting card that Jiang Chengqiang stuffed in his hand, which looks like a primary school student, Qingta was silent for a long, long time.

"But I spent two points... No, it took a long time to draw it! Just accept it with a grateful heart!" Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

"What kind of Christmas gift is this!" Haruta threw the greeting card in his hand to the ground, and shouted in dismay, "Is it just a hand-painted greeting card?! Is it just a useless greeting card drawn in two minutes?!"

"Really, the kid really doesn't know how to be content at all~" Jiang Cheng spread his hands and showed a sigh of relief, "We were very happy to receive such greeting cards when we were young."

"Asshole! You just forgot my Christmas present!" Qing Taibai said angrily.

"How is it possible~" Jiang Cheng waved his hands and replied casually, "I just think that the boring things sold outside must be inferior to this kind of greeting cards made by myself, and my intentions are completely different."

"Stop lying!"

"Calm down, Mrs. Qing." A Miao comforted, "Actually, I have also prepared your Christmas gift. Although others dare not say it, I am very confident compared to Jiang Chengsang's gift."

"Really?!" Haruta said in surprise, "Did you really prepare a Christmas present for me?! Sister A Miao!"

"Of course." A Miao narrowed her eyes and smiled, then reached into her mouth and began to grope, "After all, he is the only apprentice of our Tiantang Wuxinliu. How could I forget such things as Christmas gifts? With..."

As he said that, A Miao put a box of dark matter that was still emitting an ominous dark atmosphere into Qingta's hands, "Here, fresh eggs~ I made them specially for Qingtaijun at night, and no one else has them~ This is the treatment that only Qingtaijun can enjoy~"

Looking at the dark matter in his hands, Qingta was silent for a long time before showing a somewhat unsightly smile, "Thank you...thank you."

Compared to the laughter of everyone in Jiang Cheng in the room, the master Xinghai Fang and Yin Shi in the yard looked very deserted. They didn't say a word for several minutes, but just stood opposite each other quietly. Because the two of them were too quiet, even Jiang Cheng and others in the room unconsciously forgot their existence.

However, different from the external performance, the inner drama between the two is completely full, so full that the two of them can't hear the laughter of Jiang Cheng and others in the room at all...

【What should I do! Hello! 】Xinghai Fangzhu's face was completely darkened, cold sweat kept oozing out from his face, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably, 【Is it better to apologize? Nearly ten minutes have passed! Is he angry? what to do? ! 】

[It's impossible to apologize now...] Gintoki with the same expression thought to himself, 【I will definitely make a fool of myself in public! 】

[It's like imitating the Four Heavenly Kings leisurely imitating Mori Shin singing "Mother", but Mori Shin Ichimoto suddenly appeared from behind! 】The owner of Xinghaifang felt uneasy.

【No! Absolutely not! 】Yin Shi is not well at all, and he said madly in his heart: 【I absolutely don't want to expose that ugly face in front of them! 】

[What should we do? ! ] The master of Xinghaifang thought with sweat all over his face, 【What should we imitate? ! answer me! Four Heavenly Kings! 】

[Facing the deity who put his arms around my shoulders from behind with an expression of "good imitation", what should we do so that we don't make a fool of ourselves! Four Heavenly Kings! ] Yinshi, who was also covered in sweat, thought frantically in his heart.

[Tell us! Four Heavenly Kings! 】The two of them collapsed at the same time.

After about three seconds passed, Master Xinghaifang and Yinshi thought of the answer at the same time.

I saw the two of them took a step forward at the same time and swung their fists with all their strength. Xinghaifangzhu's fist hit Yinshi's lower abdomen, and Yinshi's fist hit Xinghaifangzhu's left cheek.

[Down with the deity, let yourself become the deity! 】

Both of them thought of this answer!

After being hit by this blow, Master Xinghaifang and Yinshi uttered a scream of "Wooah!" at the same time and flew backwards several meters away at the same time!

boom! ×2

Yinshi directly knocked down a tree that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, while the master of Xinghaifang smashed the stone tablet in front of the pond.

At the same time, Jiang Cheng and the others in the room were startled by the noise the two made just now, and stopped their movements at the same time and turned their heads to look out.

"Hey, what did you tell them just now?" Yue Yong glanced at Jiang Cheng and asked.

"Just let the two of them leave..." Jiang Cheng replied casually, "I also gave them 10,000 yuan."

Just now, Jiang Cheng suddenly thought of something, "That's right! It's the 10,000 yuan! They shouldn't be fighting because of the 10,000 yuan, right?! I clearly told them to share it equally!"

"You should divide them up in advance!" Xin Baji complained, "In this case, the possibility of two people fighting is very high!"

"I can't help it! I don't have any change!" Jiang Cheng retorted softly.

At this time, Yinshi and Xinghai Fangzhu each spit out a mouthful of blood.

[Santa Claus really wasn't built! 】Yinshi clutched his chest and thought out of breath,【It's not like a fat old man who only works on Christmas Eve at all! 】

[Obviously an old man can take my Xinghaifangzhu's blow...] Xinghaifangzhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his head and looked at Yinshi opposite with a solemn expression, 【Is this the real Santa Claus' strength? ! 】

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