The Mightiest Little Peasant

"thanks!"

Liu Bingyao took two bottles of flower tea and thanked them.

Then, hand Tang Hao a bottle, open his own bottle, and drink it.

"Wait!" At this moment, Tang Hao suddenly shouted.

"What's wrong?" Liu Bingyao asked in surprise.

Tang Hao took her bottle, put it under his nose, smelled it, and then frowned slightly.

no problem!

Open your bottle again and smell it, there is no problem!

It seems...that he is over-hearted! Tang Hao secretly said, his eyes swept forward intentionally or unintentionally.

Not far ahead, a group of people were hiding there, looking towards this side secretly, but it was not Fang Qiming's group, and his cousin, Tang Bowen.

This group of people must have no good intentions here, so he became suspicious of this flower tea.

However, after smelling it, everything was fine.

"It's okay, I just want to smell it to see if it's broken." Tang Hao said.

"Oh!" Liu Bingyao took it, took a sip, and said with a smile, "It's so sweet! It's delicious."

Tang Hao also took a sip, which was really good.

At this time, Fang Qiming's group not far away was a false alarm.

Just when Tang Hao took Liu Bingyao's bottle and smelled it, they almost thought it was exposed, but now they are relieved.

Fang Qiming even showed ecstasy, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"Hahaha! This kid is finished, and finally hit the trick! I put a super invincible powerful laxative in there. As long as you drink a little, the diarrhea will not stop until he has prolapsed anus."

"President is wise!" Tang Bowen and others flattered again, with a look of relief.

"Haha! That's right, and only I can come up with such a seamless plan." Fang Qiming said complacently.

At this time, someone said: "That old man,

Did you give Liu Xiaohua a drink too? "

In an instant, everyone was stunned.

Fang Qiming was also stunned for a moment, then, his face sank, and he said savagely: "Drink after drinking, so what, this stinky watch, who told her not to like me, deserve it! Pull her to death!"

The rest of the people were silent, their eyes widened, and they looked over there, waiting for the effect of the drug to kick in, seeing how embarrassed the two of them looked.

But, one minute has passed, two minutes have passed...

Until five minutes passed, the two were still turning around by the temple, with a natural expression and nothing at all.

The two bottles of tea were all drank.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"This... what's going on? It's been five minutes, why is it still okay?" Fang Qiming looked incredulous.

It shouldn't be!

Both of them drank it up. With the potency of the medicine, they should have died a long time ago, but now they are clearly fine.

"Did the old man make a mistake?" Someone asked.

"No way! How could something so simple go wrong!"

Fang Qiming's face became more and more livid, extremely ugly.

The old man must be mistaken, damn, wasting such a good opportunity.

He went out angrily, pulled the old man over, and scolded his head and face: "Damn old man, are you an idiot! You can't even do this!"

"You bastard, listen to me, it's the ones with missing corners, you must have taken it wrong, right!"

The old man was standing there with a blank face and a silly appearance.

Fang Qiming saw that he was not angry.

"Did you get it? It's so stupid! If you take the money, you can't do good things. Believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

The old man is still the same silly look.

"Fuck Nima!"

Fang Qiming became more and more annoyed, and said viciously: "Bum, hurry up and pass it to me, and sell two more bottles. If I make a mistake this time, I'll really hit you!"

Saying that, he pushed the old man out.

When the old man walked out a few steps, he shouted again: "Wait, come here, get me a bottle of good, I'm a little thirsty."

"I want too!" Tang Bowen and the others also shouted.

The old man stopped, took out a few bottles of flower tea, and handed them over.

Fang Qiming and the others took it and took a closer look. Then he unscrewed the bottle cap with confidence and poured it down.

"This thing... it's really good to drink!" Fang Qiming threw the bottle away and smacked his mouth.

Seeing that the old man was still sticking, he became a little impatient and shouted: "Go away, don't go over quickly, I'm annoyed when I see you, a dead old man, a group of mountain turtles."

As if the old man didn't hear it, he still stomped.

Fang Qiming became more and more angry, and was about to step forward and reprimand the old man again, when suddenly, there was a grunting sound in his stomach.

Then, his complexion changed, and he became ashen.

In his stomach, his intestines were churning, and the pain was incomparable. Soon, a feces rushed to his forehead.

He suddenly stood on tiptoe and covered his butt with one hand.

"How could this be?" He couldn't believe it. What he drank just now was obviously good, not the one with missing corners.

puff puff!

Beside him, Tang Bowen and the others also all looked distorted, covering their buttocks with one hand, and their posture was very strange.

Immediately, a smell of shit filled the crowd.

They covered their butts, shocked and angry one by one.

Seeing this, the old man suddenly grinned and smiled, a little badly.

"You...it's you...you bastard!" Fang Qiming saw it, and immediately understood that it was the dead old man who was trolling them.

"Of course it is me!"

The old man sneered, "Aren't you very happy to scold me! A bunch of little bastards, dare to scold me! See if I don't kill you all!"

"You, you...you old bastard, you dare to punish me! Return the money to me quickly, and I will call the police to arrest you!"

Fang Qiming was going crazy.

He was actually treated by an old man in a mountain village.

"You can report it! I will tell you all about your drug use!" The old man said coldly, "You people, what kind of student union are you, just a bunch of bastards, little girls, young people are so good, they hurt others What are you doing!"

"you……"

Fang Qiming was so angry that he jumped, but he was unhappy and helpless. He really didn't dare to call the police.

"You took the money!" he roared angrily, his face contorted from the shit.

"What's wrong with taking the money? If you don't take it, you won't take it for nothing!"

The old man's eyes widened, very rogue and authentic.

"I... believe it or not, I'll beat you!"

"If you dare to beat me, I'll lie down and blackmail you millions!" The old man pretended to lie down.

Fang Qiming was so choked that he could not speak.

Nima! What kind of idiot is this, he is clearly a person, an old hooligan, an old bastard.

"Don't dare to beat me! Then I'm leaving... Humph! A bunch of idiots!"

The old man glanced contemptuously, then turned around and walked away with the basket on his back.

Fang Qiming covered his heart and almost vomited blood.

He was actually treated by an old man in a mountain village, and he was despised. What kind of thing is this Nima!

But at this time, he had no time to think about it, and the feces from his buttocks could no longer be held back, and it might rush out at any time.

"Toilet! Where is the toilet?"

A group of people rushed to the temple frantically, looking for the toilet. Along the way, the sound of puff puff can be heard incessantly.