Chapter 2 Wrong person

Fat Ma briefly fell into his thoughts, and the old ghost saw the fame, and the atmosphere in his heart became more and more. He just wanted to curse.

After Fatty Ma's eyes slipped around, he piled up a mass of fat on his face and immediately trembled: "Old man, sit down first." With that, Fatty Ma didn't wait for the old man to speak and pulled him down.

"Sun, pour me a glass of wine."

I didn't have any ambiguity after listening. After the wine was full, the fat man politely handed it to the old ghost. The old man looked indignant and didn't pick up the glass. He said, "Fat man, hit me, and I want to deal with a glass of wine. There's no way!"

Fat Ma still smiles: Brother, I just got a few raw games recently. I don't know if the old ghost brother is interested or not.

When the fat man said this, not only the old man's eyes lit up, but also the sixth master's drooping eyelids moved. The old man coughed, twisted his lower body, and twitched a little sore. But the tone has softened a little: do you really have fun?

When it came to this, Fatty Ma would not end up without blooding. Fatty Ma gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile on his face: "Ghost, can't you believe my words?"

The old ghost pondered for a while, touched his cheek and said, "It counts when you see the goods."

Fat Ma's face turned cold: "You come to my store tomorrow."

In the end, the meal ended with the old ghost twitching and screaming.

After Fatty Ma went out of the door, he took some steps: "This old man is really insatiable." I looked at the fat man speechlessly. It means that you beat others for nothing, and now you just sell him raw play, and you lose that!

Fat Ma thought he was at a loss and walked home without saying a word.

When I got home, Fatty Ma and I started to clean up. As I cleaned up, I asked, "Fat, what on earth have you lost?"

"Anyway, I lost a lot of things."

But when he packed halfway, Fatty Ma suddenly stood up and his face changed. I saw something wrong and asked, "Are you all right, fat man?"

The fat man looked embarrassed: "I didn't lose anything."

"You beat someone if you didn't lose it?"

The fat man first showed an embarrassed look, then adjusted and said, "I've wanted to deal with him for a long time, and this time I just got what I wanted."

I didn't answer.

After everything has been cleaned up, it will be dark. Fatty Ma simply made some food and was prevaricate.

At dawn the next day, Fatty Ma opened the door of the store, and the old man came to the door. The lump on his face had not dissipated, and it seemed to be more red.

"Fat, I'm coming."

Fat Ma invited the old man into the door. After the old man carried the fat man on his back, he immediately smiled.

"Take out whatever you have to play. Let me have a look."

The fat man was not talkative. He took out the bright weapon brought back from Guangxi last time directly from under the counter, but the good things that could be eye-catching were selected and put aside.

The old man's eyes were also sharp, and he said at a glance, "Fatty, don't think I'm a foreigner. Just take some of these shit and want to fuff me."

The fat man is silent.

The old ghost is not sure when he sees that the fat man doesn't talk. The two have also been with each other for many years, and they still know each other's temperament.

This fat man has always been good at playing helplessness. It's not that the old ghost hasn't suffered his losses.

The two looked at each other, and the old ghost began to feel guilty. He looked at me, and I looked down as if I didn't see it.

Fat Ma sighed: "The old ghost has been so many years, and you are still so virtuous!"