The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Thank you!"

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

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

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

"What's wrong?" Liu Bingyao surprised.

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

no problem!

Then open your own bottle and smell it, no problem!

It seems...it's my heart!Tang Hao secretly said, his eyes swept forward intentionally or unintentionally.

Not far in front, a group of people hid there, sneaking and looking towards this side, but it was not Fang Qiming and his cousin, Tang Bowen.

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

However, there is nothing wrong with the smell.

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

"Oh!" Liu Bingyao took it, took a sip, and smiled, "It's sweet! It's delicious."

Tang Hao also took a sip and it was really good.

At this time, a group of Fang Qiming who was not far away was falsely alarmed.

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

Fang Qiming was even more ecstatic, so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"Hahaha! This kid is over, and finally got the trick! I put a super invincible potent laxative in it. As long as I drink a little, I will have diarrhea and I will pull it until he gets anal."

"Chairman Yingming!" Tang Bowen and others clapped on the fart again, a look of hatred.

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

At this time, someone said: "Did the old man drink Liu Xiaohua?"

Suddenly, everyone was startled.

Fang Qiming also froze for a moment, and then his face fell, and he said: "Drink it and drink it, what about it, this stink watch, who told her not to like me, deserve it! Pull her to death!"

The rest of the people were silent, all of them widened their eyes, and looked towards them, waiting for the effect of the drug to happen, and looked at the two people in a state of embarrassment.

However, one minute passed, two minutes passed...

Until five minutes passed, the two were still turning around the temple, their expressions were natural, and nothing happened.

The two bottles of tea were all consumed.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"This... what's going on? It's been five minutes since he passed, how come it's okay?" Fang Qiming looked incredulous.

This shouldn't be!

Both of them drank up, and because of the potency of the drug, the two should not have been able to do it for a long time, but now it is clearly okay.

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

"No! It's such a simple thing, how could it be wrong!"

Fang Qiming's face became more and more irony, and it was extremely ugly.

This old man must have made a mistake, shit, wasting such a good opportunity.

He went out angrily, and pulled the old man over, and his head was covered with a curse: "Dead old man, are you an idiot! Even this thing can't be done!"

"You are a waste, listen to me. It is the one with the missing corner. You must have taken the wrong one!"

The old man's pestle was there, his face blank and dumb.

Fang Qiming looked at it, and he couldn't get angry.

"Do you understand if he understands, it's stupid! Take the money, do bad things, believe me or not!"

The old man is still that silly look.

"I fought Nima!"

Fang Qiming became more and more annoyed, and said in a fierce manner: "Come on, send me over, sell two more bottles, and make another mistake this time, I really smoke you!"

With that said, he pushed the old man out.

After the old man went out a few steps, he shouted again: "Wait, come here, get me a good bottle, I am a little thirsty."

"I want it too!" Tang Bowen shouted.

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

Fang Qiming took it and looked at it carefully. Then he unscrewed the bottle cap with confidence and poured it down.

"This thing...it's really delicious!" Filling the bottle directly, Fang Qiming dropped the bottle and touched his mouth.

Seeing that the old man was still pestering, he was a little impatient and shouted: "Rolling and rolling, I'm not going to roll fast, I'm bored to see you dead old man, a group of mountain turtles."

The old man seemed to have not heard it, still pestering.

Fang Qiming became more angry and was about to step forward and scold the old man again. Suddenly, a grunt came from his stomach.

Then, his complexion changed, and he was so blue.

In his stomach, the intestines stirred up, and the pain was terribly painful. Soon a burst of shit rushed to his head.

He stood up on one foot and covered his butt with one hand.

"How can this be?" He was a little unbelievable. The drink he just drank was good, not the missing batch.

Puff!

On his side, Tang Bowen and others also looked distorted, covering their buttocks with one hand, and their gestures were very strange.

Suddenly, a smell of feces permeated everyone.

They covered their buttocks, one by one, surprised and angry.

Upon seeing that, the old man suddenly grinned and smiled, a little badly.

"You... it's you... you bastard!" Fang Qiming looked at it and suddenly understood that the dead old man was adjusting them.

"Of course it is me!"

The old man sneered, "Aren't you very happy to scold me! A group of little rabbits, dare to scold me! Look at me and die!"

"You you you... you old bastard, you dare to fix me! Quickly return the money to me, I will call the police to catch you!"

Fang Qiming was crazy.

He was even adjusted by an old man in a mountain village.

"Some kind of report you! I will tell you everything about the medicine!" The old man said coldly, "What kind of student union do you guys have? It's a group of bastards, little girls, young people so good, harm others. What are you doing!"

"you……"

Fang Qiming jumped on his feet in anger, but he was helpless and helpless. He really dared not call the police.

"You took the money!" he roared angrily, holding his face shit so distorted.

"What's wrong with the money, don't take the white or the white!"

The old man's eyes glared, very rogue.

"I... do you believe me or beat you!"

"Dare you dare to lie, I dare to lie down, lie to you millions!" The old man will lie down.

Fang Qiming was so choked that he was speechless.

Nima!This is an idiot, clearly an individual, old rogue, old bastard.

"Don't dare to beat me! Then I'm going... Hum! A bunch of silly b!"

The old man glanced contemptuously, but turned around and walked away with his basket in his back.

Fang Qiming covered his heart and almost vomited blood.

He was even despised by an old man in a mountain village, and he despised it. What's the matter with Nima!

But at this time, he had no time to think about it. The shit coming from his buttocks could not hold back anymore, and he might burst 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 booming booming sound, which was constantly on the ears, attracted passers-by's eyes.