Even those so-called concerns are just charity from above.

The hands hidden in the sleeves squeezed tighter and tighter, and finally turned around after suppressing all the unwillingness.

In the store, Forsythia felt eyes falling on her, but she looked around and found nothing unusual.

There are many people in the street market.

Poria cocos came over after finishing her work,

"What are you looking at, young lady?"

Forsythia looked away and smiled slightly,

"nothing."

It must be her illusion.

Business in the store has always been very good, but when it was almost time for dinner, seven or eight burly men suddenly came.

He rushed in in a hurry.

It's not a good idea to come here and start smashing things as soon as you enter the door.

"What are these things in your store!"

After saying that, regardless of whether he grabbed the wontons from the customers in the store or not, he took a bite.

Then he vomited it out, and started cursing in a rough voice,

"Bah, these are all unpalatable things."

Those who were with him followed suit,

"That's right, you still have the nerve to make something so unpalatable!"

As he spoke, he chased away the others,

"I'm still eating, I'm still eating this disgusting thing, why don't I leave quickly!"

People who came to the store wanting to have a good meal were forcefully driven away when faced with such an incident, but things didn't end there.

The person who took the lead in making trouble had one foot on the ground and the other on a stool, shouting,
Chapter completed!