Then it was Sun Rifeng's turn. He was alone on the scene. He simply held the jewelry bag tightly a little lonely.
President Pig cleared his throat and shouted, "Stunned!"
If it weren't for the previous broadcast, Sun Rifeng would not have immediately realized that the pig was always calling him.
So while he promised Mr. Pig, he thought to himself that the old man Qi on the radio did not deliberately mention himself.
Walking to the lobby, Sun Rifeng smiled and greeted Mr. Pig cautiously:
"Hey, Mr. Zhu is good."
The pig smiled casually, his fingers in obvious positions and kept rubbing.
Sun Rifeng knew she wanted money, and everyone who came in before did the same. But Sun Rifeng had no money, so he could only pin his hopes on the jewelry.
He reached into the bag, grabbed a string of necklaces on the upper layer, and handed it to Mr. Pig:
"Pig, this matches your temperament very well."
President Zhu glanced at the necklace, and then moved his eyes back without nostalgia, as if he had no interest in Sun Rifeng's jewelry.
Pig always picks nails:
"The only thing that matches my temperament is the big pearl chain around my neck. You have no cash?"
The pig's goal is clear, and he doesn't have to ask any questions.
Sun Rifeng said shyly in his pocket: "I have no cash."
Probably because there is only one person left, and the pig has enough oil and water, he is too lazy to follow the pauper Sun Rifeng Moji, and began to urge:
"Tacky, I don't want such an ugly style, and quickly show your proof."
Sun Rifeng quietly asked, "Zhu, what proof do you want?"
Mr. Pig glared at Sun Rifeng:
"No wonder you are called Lengtouqing. You have already entered the village and asked me what the proof is? Get out of the village without proof."
Upon hearing the three words "Get out of the village", Sun Rifeng didn't dare to behave anymore and responded with twelve points of spirit.
He put the jewellery bag on the desk at the front desk, thinking about this as a mitigation measure, and then put out some clues.
"Pig, you think this can be used as proof."
To be honest, Sun Rifeng still didn't figure out what this "proof" was meant to prove. He just wanted to touch the dead mouse with the blind cat.
But he saw it, it seemed that everyone's proof was different, and showing it was definitely not just to prove his identity.
So, if Mr. Pig vetoed Sun Rifeng's proof, how would he respond to the next step? After all, he had nothing left.
Mr. Pig yawned a few times, his expression looked boring and lazy, and finally he didn't even bother to move his elbow, and he opened the mouth of the bag with his little finger. ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
Mr. Pig glanced into the bag casually with emptied eyes, and immediately closed the bag. At this time, Sun Rifeng's heart rang like thunder.
Sun Rifeng secretly swallowed his saliva nervously, and Mr. Pig immediately stared at him coldly.
"You are playing with me, right?"
Sun Rifeng thought that it was over. The blind cat did not run into dead mice, and it was impossible that there were so many dead mice waiting.
Then it's time to react to the situation again, but Sun Rifeng really has nothing to do. While he muttered in response to Mr. Pig, he quickly thought about whether there was any way to deal with it:
"Uh…
I think Mr. Pig..."
"Obviously there is proof, but I deliberately asked me what proof is, you just want to play with me, right?"
"Huh? What?"
Sun Rifeng thought he had failed, but he didn't want President Zhu to make up such an unexpected sentence.
So, Sun Rifeng’s bag is proof? No, it should be said that the jewelry in Sun Rifeng's bag is proof. This was indeed far beyond Sun Rifeng's expectation.
Sun Rifeng also didn't know what to say. Since it has passed, there is no need to superfluously cause Pig to guess.
"Hey, Mr. Pig, I'm more honest, so I just ask your opinion so that we can cooperate with the work."
This pig always smokes a lot. Although she doesn't have a cigarette in her hand at the moment, she swallows and vomits imitating the action of smoking in order to vent the depression in her heart:
"Suck... Huh...
Frozen, it's useless to play smart with ten of us old ghosts in the village, and we can see through by pretending to be stupid.
As long as you obey the rules, don’t break the rules like the two rats that brought you into the village. There is no need to be careful. Everyone is equal. "
It seems that Rosie and her husband were kicked out of the village because they did something bad in the village. This is enough for Sun Rifeng to beware, because Rosie is likely to let him do bad things.
However, regardless of Mr. Zhu's righteous remarks reminding Sun Rifeng, Sun Rifeng sneered in his heart.
Who doesn't speak the official language, but from Sun Rifeng's series of experiences since he entered the village, this village is a quotation that rich is the uncle. Can a moneyless dick like himself really be equal to others
But regardless of him, after passing one level after another, Sun Rifeng was already a little ecstatic, thinking that God would always help him to pass five levels and cut six generals.
He nodded and bowed:
"It's Mr. Pig, can I get my bag back?"
President Pig knocked on the table with a look of disgust and said:
"Take it away, and take the last seat."
Sun Rifeng hurriedly took back the bag, lest Ye Chang had a dreamy roll to the sofa area.
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The last position
While muttering, Sun Rifeng walked towards the depths of the sofa area with Xie Kezhi who was the first seated as a benchmark. Then he met Rosie, and Sun Rifeng found his place.
When sitting down, Sun Rifeng couldn't help but grinned for some reason, as if eager to share his shit luck with Rosie.
Maybe even Sun Rifeng himself hadn't noticed that he had already regarded Rosie as a companion or master to some extent, so he subconsciously wanted to tell Rosie that he had passed the level of Master Pig.
But just after Sun Rifeng sat down, Rosie turned to look at him, and gave him two sinister eyes.
It is no exaggeration to say that Rosie's eyes were murderous. She coldly scanned Sun Rifeng with her eyes, and immediately made Sun Rifeng a feeling of being deeply rejected.
But Sun Rifeng felt that he had done nothing wrong or talked nonsense, and even wanted to share his good fortune with Rosie for a moment.
But Sun Rifeng is not easy to ask, after all, no one wants to take the initiative to touch the gun.
"Humph!"
Rosie suddenly stared at Sun Rifeng and snorted coldly. Now Sun Rifeng won't be able to accept the move:
"Oh, what's wrong with Sister Luo, who makes you so angry?"
Rosie doesn't like hypocrisy, so she asks straightforwardly:
"Didn't you say that your bag contains jewelry!"
Sun Rifeng nodded: "It's jewelry!"
Rosie didn't believe her face: "If it's jewelry, why did that fat lady let you in after seeing something?!" (End of this chapter)