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Fan Jinyou bumped into a burly man.
The strong man is fine.
He fell backward.
"Don't you have eyes?"
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Fan Jinyou was furious.
"You little brat, you bumped into me, and you dare to curse at me?"
The burly man became an internet sensation.
I took two steps over, grabbed him by the neck, and lifted him up.
puff!
I just picked it up.
Fan Jinyou then launched a gas attack.
"Ugh, what the hell did you eat?"
The burly man almost vomited from the stench.
The surrounding people burst into laughter, and seven or eight people immediately gathered around to watch the spectacle.
"Let me go quickly."
"I, I, I can't wait any longer."
Fan Jinyou squeezed his legs together, barely able to hold back any longer.
"What do you mean you can't wait?"
The burly man didn't react in time.
"me..."
Fan Jinyou struggled violently.
Useless.
The burly man was a head taller than him, and his arms were thicker than his calves. In terms of strength, he couldn't beat the burly man at all.
Bang!
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
Fan Jinyou was utterly despondent.
The river has dropped to a very low level.
Yellow soup dripped down his pants.
"vomit..."
The burly man really vomited.
He vomited on Fan Jinyou.
"As you all saw, I didn't hit him, so I didn't cause him any problems."
The burly man threw Fan Jinyou down.
"Mom, didn't you say you wouldn't wet your pants when you grew up?"
A three- or four-year-old boy pointed at Fan Jinyou, who had been thrown on the ground.
"Xiao Zhuang, stop talking nonsense."
The woman with the child glanced at Fan Jinyou with disdain, then turned and left with her child in her arms, afraid that Fan Jinyou would hate them for it.
Fan Jinyou's face burned.
The fact that the river had burst its banks in public was even more humiliating than him kneeling down and kowtowing to Wan Ping'an.
He covered his face, got up and ran away.
He just needs to cover his face so no one recognizes him.
"I think I know him. He's an officer from the neighborhood committee, I think his surname is Fan!"
"Yes, I've met him too. He's new to the neighborhood committee."
"His name is Fan Jinyou!"
Fan Jinyou's worst fears came true.
Someone recognized him.
Wang Wang Wang!
Two stray dogs rushed towards us.
"Get out of the way quickly, or the stray dogs will bite you."
"Look, the wild dogs are chasing Fan Jinyou."
"Haha, I remember now, a leopard can't change its spots, the two stray dogs went to eat something hot."
"Fan Jinyou, you must hold back, those two stray dogs have gone to eat!"
Some people shouted gloatingly.
what?
As Fan Jinyou ran, he looked back and saw two stray dogs chasing after him.
He understood instantly.
The stray dogs are eating!
"Don't come here, don't come here!"
Fan Jinyou panicked.
He shouted as he sped up.
How can a two-legged creature outrun a four-legged one?
Fan Jinyou was caught up with not far away.
The stray dog leaped and pounced on him.
Fan Jinyou was completely disoriented from the fall!
"Don't bite me, I don't want to die..."
Fan Jinyou screamed in terror.
"Help! Please help me..."
Fan Jinyou asked pedestrians for help.
"Young man, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you."
There was a street sweeper who was waving his broom and running over to drive away stray dogs. People who were empty-handed didn't dare to come over.
Wang Wang Wang!
The stray dog was enjoying its meal when someone disturbed it. The stray dog got angry. Is it so easy to get a hot meal?
The stray dog refused to give up.
Snapped!
Brush it down.
The stray dog ran away.
Fan Jinyou was photographed.
"Grandpa, stop! If you keep hitting it, the stray dog will be fine, but I'll be killed! Call the police and have them kill the dog!"
Fan Jinyou shouted.
More and more people gathered to watch the spectacle, forming a large circle.
"Young man, don't worry, someone has called the police, and the officers will be here soon."
“Young man, don’t worry too much. What you’re excreting is what stray dogs like to eat. They’re not interested in you and won’t bite you.”
"That's not necessarily true. What if he stops defecating? If the stray dogs get desperate, it would be strange if they didn't bite him."
The discussion was very lively.
Fan Jinyou kept spitting out his breath, and the wild dog, wanting to make it easier to eat, simply tore open his pants and spat out his breath, catching it directly in its mouth.
Fan Jinyou was terrified.
His most important part, the thing that carries on the family line, was less than a hand's breadth away from the wild dog's mouth. What if it took a bite?
clap clap clap!
Three strikes.
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