(P.S. The first two chapters, the part about Mimi, have been slightly modified.) It was better to feel warm and try not to have any conflicts.）
"Ah, you dog eunuch! I, Lin, have always been open and aboveboard. How can I be bullied by you?”
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Traitor, what tricks do you have? Just use them. If your Grandpa Lin frowns, I don't believe him.”
Lin Feng was in character for a second, acting indignantly and unwilling to submit.
As he spat out blood, he grabbed the branding iron.
In the next second, the branding iron was flattened.
"Eh, it's actually made of plastic. Sigh, what a pity, what a pity, it's not a real thing.”
"Hee hee, if it was the real thing, you would have been crying and rolling around on the ground…"
Fatty Di covered her mouth and chuckled. Suddenly, she saw something fun and ran over excitedly.
When he returned, he was already holding a wooden cangue.
"Come, put it on!"
Raising the wooden cangue, Fatty Di giggled and wanted to put it on Lin Feng.
"In your dreams. I've already been scalded by a branding iron, and I still need to bring this?
No, it's your turn to wear it this time."
"Alright, I'll wear it."
Without another word, Fatty Di put it on his head.
"Does it look good?"
Fatty Deeny happily spun around.
To be able to ask such a question, she was really funny.
"Yes, you look good even if you wear a toilet bowl on your head.”
"Pfft…"
Fatty Deeny laughed and rolled his eyes at him." You're the one wearing a toilet bowl on your head. You, you're the one with onions stuck in your pig's nose.”
"Yo, you're just a little palace maid. You're already wearing a wooden cangue, yet you still dare to be impudent to me ~~"
"Ah, my lord, I didn't do it on purpose. Please spare this little girl."
The two of them were becoming more and more tacit. The moment Lin Feng acted, Xiaoba knelt on the ground softly, cooperating seamlessly.
"Humph, considering your youth and beauty, I will spare you for the time being. However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment is difficult to escape. Someone come!"
Lin Feng glanced at the laughing audience.
Immediately, a few clever little girls rushed forward.
"Milord, what are your orders?"
As expected of a star chaser and a surfer. The little girls actually acted well.
Clasping his fists, he respectfully asked Lin Feng.
"Drag her away and give her ten slaps to make her remember.”
"Yes."
"Here."
"Yes, sir."
One of the girls grabbed Fatty Di's arm and the last one pushed him from behind.
The few of them laughed as they dragged Fat Dra outside and pretended to hit him a few times.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
He didn't hit him hard, but he screamed miserably. Fatty Di came back panting.
He glared fiercely at Lin Feng and spoke in anger,
"Dog official, you will die a horrible death. You colluded with the rebels and ruined the court. One day, you will suffer retribution!”
"Yo, you're quite tough."
Lin Feng laughed coldly.
"You're noble, you're amazing. Since you're not afraid of death, then I'll fulfill your wish.
Men, send him to the death row and kill him!”
Thus, the girls happily pushed Fatty Di into the 'death prison'.
Although it was called a death cell, it was actually a private room.
After the girls came out, Lin Feng went back in. As soon as he sat down, the restaurant owner, Chen Mo, came in with a tablet in his hand.
Chen Mo was a tactful person. Seeing that they were having a good time acting, he followed suit.
"Sir, according to the rules of the prison, prisoners can have a meal before they are executed.”
"Hmph, since it's a death meal, what should I order? Can't you just give it to her?"
"Yes."
Chen Mo handed the tablet to Fatty Di.
"I want a bowl of crab meat with double yellow meat, a bowl of osmanthus braised pork, a bowl of small vegetables, and a bowl of soybean pork rib soup. That's all.”
Fatty Di didn't dare to order more, thinking that it was enough for the two of them.
He didn't order anything too expensive. It was only 3,000 yuan, so he had to spend it sparingly.
"Oh ~~ I only ordered a few dishes, and you're not ordering anymore?”
This time around, Lin Feng didn't act anymore and spoke in a normal voice.
"That's enough. I can't eat too much.”
Fatty Di said.
"I can eat. Just eat more vegetables and eat less.”
Lin Feng took the tablet and tapped on it a few more times before telling Chen Mo to leave.
Suddenly, only he and Xiao Ba were left in the private room.
Sitting on the sofa in the private room, Lin Feng lay down heavily and heaved a long sigh.
"Ah, I'm so tired from the days. Rest, rest for a while.”
For the entire morning, Lin Feng did many things.
He made metal toys, wrote, climbed the stairs, painted, and even went to the Criminal Investigation Unit. He was really busy.
Staring at Lin Feng who was lying on the sofa, Fatty Deeny also thought of the contributions he had made this morning. He couldn't help but walk forward.
"Are your shoulders sore? Why don't I give you a massage?”
"Ah?"
Lin Feng started. He was a little sleepy and didn't hear what she said clearly.
"My massage skills are very good. I learned it from my mother. Do you want to try it?”
Fatty Di thought that he didn't believe that he knew how to massage, so he explained.
"Ah, oh, okay."
Lin Feng turned around and laid on the sofa.
Soon, he felt Fatty Di pinching his shoulder.
"Oh…"
Needless to say, he did have some skills. After snorting twice, under the rhythmic rhythm, Lin Feng unconsciously fell asleep.
He fell asleep, but the netizens in the live broadcast room were still awake.
Through the screen, he saw Fatty Deeny giving Lin Feng a massage. His anger simply soared to the sky.
"The Heavenly Dao is already dead, the Human Dao should be established. Hammer Lin Feng and snatch Xiaoba. Brothers, attack!”
"Lin Feng and I can't live under the same sky. Sob, sob, sob. I just want to watch a survival challenge show and have some fun. Why do you have to feed me dog food? Let me out, let me out quickly.”
"Pah, what bullsh * t hundred yuan challenge, this is just tricking pigs into coming in to kill. Sob sob sob, but why do I feel that it's quite enjoyable to watch?”
"Maybe it's because you have Stockholm Syndrome, or maybe you're just a masochist.”
"There's no need to ask. He must be. If he's a diehard fan of Xiao Ba,
At this moment, she must be hiding in the toilet and crying, just like my roommate.”
"If your roommate is crying, why aren't you crying?”
"Hehe, I'm not a fan of Xiao Ba. On the contrary, if Lin Feng can bring the beauty home, I'll be the first to give him a big red packet.”
"Me too, me too. The two of them are so sweet. They taste so good.”
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