Ye Hao looked indifferent, and he squinted his eyes and saw a girl in sportswear. At this moment, he walked up to him with a wheelchair.
There was an old man sitting in the wheelchair. He looked extremely haggard, with a yellow complexion and a bad face.
Zhang Longhu frowned and stopped them and said, "Who are you?"
"Don't you know you should come and queue up now?"
The girl raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "I heard that you have Buddha's relics here!"
Zhang Longhu was slightly stunned and subconsciously said, "How do you know?"
"It's good if there is!"
The girl glared at Zhang Longhu, and then said coldly: "Stop talking so much nonsense!"
"Didn't you see that my father is possessed by evil spirits?"
"Hurry up and take out the Buddha's relics to exorcise him!"
"The speed is slow, I will smash your Jifu Hall!"
It was the first time Zhang Longhu met such an unreasonable person. At this moment, he sneered: "Why should I take out the Buddha's relics for you?"
"Just because you don't take it, I'll beat you!"
The young girl looked down on Zhang Longhu's thin arms and legs at all.
"Hurry up, I'll give you three minutes to not take out the things. If my father gets seriously evil, I'll kill you!"
Zhang Longhu's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice: "No matter what you are going to do, you can't be in this attitude!"
"And so what if we have Buddha relics? Does it have anything to do with you?"
"Why should I give it to you?"
"Noisy!"
The young girl's pretty face turned cold, and then she slapped her backhand, which made Zhang Longhu's face hurt, and she staggered back a few steps.
Ye Hao, who was originally helping others calculate the experience of a hundred years, put down the old books in his hand and frowned slightly at the young woman.
Zhang Longhu covered his face at this moment and said angrily: "Why did you still hit someone?"
The other customers were also angry and began to scold the young woman.
"Young man, what are you doing? This is Jifutang, how can you be wild here!"
"Zhang Longhu is Master Zhang's grandson. Do you think about the consequences after you hit him?"
"In a word from Master Zhang, no one will look at you in the Feng Shui Japanese Pavilion in Jinling!"
Zhang Longhu's Feng Shui skills are not as good as Ye Hao, but he is Ye Hao's disciple after all, and he works diligently every day, so these customers have a good impression of him.
Seeing that he was beaten, I was naturally angry.
Gao Mingyuan and others heard the movement and walked over, holding sticks in their hands.
However, Ye Hao waved his hand and signaled them not to be impulsive.
He wants to see clearly whether the other party is so arrogant on weekdays or whether someone sends trouble.
"What's wrong with Master Zhang?"
The girl snorted coldly.
"Not to mention that it's just his grandson, even if Master Zhang is there, I, Du Gege, will not give him face if I wasted such a whining!"
"If you want to fight, just fight!"
What Feng Shui master?
In Du Gege's world, not even a big fist. In her world, only the big fist is the bottom line.
The companion beside her also pointed at the clients present and said, "Shut up all of them!"
"No more nonsense, meddle in other people's business, I'll kill you all!"
"We are from the southwest Tianmen Village!"
"Can you wastes afford to provoke us?"
If you say the five words "Southwest Tianmen Village", these people are all so proud, as if they are a great honor.