The sudden dispute ended in an almost comical way.

Regardless of whether they were satisfied or dissatisfied, the audience returned to their respective boxes.

Half Eight took out a few red tickets from his pocket.

He threw it at Yang San on the ground and kicked him.

"Yang San, get up quickly and stop pretending.

Remember to add screams next time.

He acted like a dead person, without any interaction."

Yang San was really as motionless as a dead person.

The blood on his forehead had flowed all over the floor, and it was very scary on the snow-white marble tiles.

Half a stick stepped on the blood without any scruples, and kicked Yang San again.

"I'll give you an hour to clean up and come back to work quickly.

Your shift is until twelve o'clock today, so don't try to pretend to be dead.

If you come back late, your money will be deducted."

The word "deduct money" is like an invisible fishing line.

Yang San was suddenly lifted up like a fish biting the hook.

He quickly picked up the red ticket on the ground and ran to the stairs.

There is no trace of his dying appearance just now.

Banzhiba looked at Yang San's back and nodded.

"The vitality is so tenacious, it is about to catch up with my people."

After muttering something, he grabbed a bottle of red wine and walked to Cai Gen's box number one.

As soon as he entered the box, he performed a unique skill.

He knocked hard on the bottom of the red wine bottle and the cork came out.

It sounded like popping champagne.

"Brother Hao, thank you so much for just now.

Xiaoba is here to thank you.

May I ask, what is this friend’s name?

Are you also a visitor from afar?"

Cai Gen looked at Ban Zhiba's beard, which looked quite casual, like a monkey.

No, it’s not as good-looking as a monkey, but Xiao Sun is quite cute when he turns into a monkey.

How can he compare with Xiao Sun?

Sensing Cai Gen's attitude, Lang Jiahao did not dare to take Cai Gen's name.

I can only say haha ​​and want to cross it.

Suddenly, Cai Gen laughed.

"Xiaoba, haha, this name is easy to remember.

My name is not easy to remember.

Do you want to get a pen and paper?"

Banzhiba thought Cai Gen was joking, but he actually took out a pen and paper from his inner pocket.

"Okay, you tell me and I will remember it word for word.

Next time I see you, if I don't remember, you can smash me to death.

Just like when I hit that bitch old man just now.

I really don't understand, what are they trying to do?

There’s a reason why there are so few people there.”

This little mouth is very slippery.

It seems that he sneaked into the human world and got the wrong teaching materials to learn how to speak.

I must have picked up the Mandarin version of Beijing Films.

Cai Gen took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was not even seven o'clock.

I originally planned to go to camp at midnight, but it is indeed a bit early now.

"Then please remember, I am the protector of the Twenty-Four Heavens, and my name is Zhao Daniu, the Bodhi Tree God.

Little Yaksha, why don’t you kneel down and salute?”

Damn it, Xiaoba let go of the red wine in his hand and fell directly to the ground.

He opened his mouth and looked at Cai Gen in shock, not knowing what to say.

He knelt down immediately, regardless of the broken glass on the ground.

Press your face hard against the ground to express your respect.

"The Bodhi Tree God is above, and half of the Babadharas do not know that the Dharma Protector is coming in person. The crime deserves death."

Cai Gen's eyes turned into crescent moons when he smiled.

It seems that they are right when they say that the west is more hierarchical.

The last time I pretended to be an Arhat crossing the river, I was able to make two female Kinnara commit suicide.

So, what about pretending to be Zhao Daniu today?

Lang Jiahao was dumbfounded again.

What kind of trouble is Cai Gen going to make?

If you go out to play with him once, you will have a heart attack when you go back.

If your words are not shocking, why don’t you die?

Can the returning backbone be teased casually?

Could it be that Cai Gen should change his mind and change from stepping on the plate to smashing it?

Who would have thought that Cai Gen’s scary thing is still to come.

"Hanzhiba, just admit your guilt and commit suicide."

Um?

Banzhiba was dumbfounded this time.

Where did you commit suicide?

What happened to you?

He raised his head, feeling aggrieved and almost crying.

"Lord Protector, why should I commit suicide?"

Cai Gen naturally gave the reason.

"You said it yourself, you deserve death.

Then you die."

WTF, WTF, WTF.

Half of my head was sweating.

"Master Protector, I was being polite.

It's my fault that I didn't recognize you and didn't greet you as soon as possible.

But sin does not lead to death."

Cai Gen slammed the table.

"Your sin is not here.

I ask you, why have you insulted the reputation of my All-Heaven Society?

Why were you so accommodating to those three foreigners?

Could it be that our gods will teach you to worship foreign things?

Or are your own bones weak?”

What Cai Gen said was very convincing, as if he thought he was the protector of the heavens.

Lang Jiahao wanted to ask.
To be continued...