Chapter 57

Some people say that tolerance is the embodiment of incompetence. Han Fei doesn't agree, because you don't even have a chance to tolerate incompetent people.

Some people say that tolerance is a kind of self-cultivation and magnanimity. Han Fei thought this was farting. Because the person who said this was not hurt, he stood and talked without backache.

Forgive those who betray you, those who humiliate you, those who hurt you, and those who deceive you. You are the winner of your heart and the guide of your soul

This is the Buddha and Jesus. It is by no means what people should do.

A hungry wolf who wanted to eat you was hurt. Shed begging tears, and the merciful hunter put down his shotgun and left. Is this tolerance?

A hunter is injured and bleeding. Will a hungry wolf shake its tail and leave? Is this the result of tolerance?

Tolerance is a high hat for the good when the wicked are at their end. Once you wear it on your head, there will be endless trouble for you! Rob you of money, prostitute your wife and daughter, and then slowly torture you to death, because you are tolerant!

Han Fei felt that he had been very tolerant to bailish and the prince. He was tolerant last night and took care of master bailish's face, but this morning? Berish and the Prince wanted to kill themselves with a shiny fruit knife. This is the price of tolerance.

From the first day of hunting. Han Laogui repeatedly told Han Fei that a wolf cub is a wolf cub. Unless you let it eat shit, it can slowly learn to obey. When the wolf becomes a wolf dog, it will be loyal to you!

Han Fei certainly won't let Bai Lixi eat shit. Such a beautiful face, in case it's ugly to eat shit.

"Eat up all these meat buns!" Han Fei pointed to the rest of a lot of steamed stuffed buns and gave an expressionless order. Because Xiang Waner was there, Han Fei bought more meat buns and milk. Now Xiang Waner has left. Han Fei doesn't want to waste food. He kindly invites Bai Lixi and the prince to eat steamed stuffed buns. This bearing, how tolerant!

However, berish and the prince seemed ungrateful and looked a little painful. They are all big steamed stuffed buns. There are twelve on the count! You know, how about belish only drink a cup of hot milk every morning and eat a symbolic piece of bread?

If you eat six big steamed stuffed buns, don't you become a migrant worker?

"Thank you, Han Shao!" The prince worked for half the night last night and is really hungry now. As long as Han Fei doesn't investigate what happened last night, eat steamed stuffed buns!

"Call me brother Xiaofei later. What's less, sister? I'm disgusted!" Han Fei felt it necessary to correct it. He was so poor that he couldn't ask for an unworthy title of young master. Even if one day developed, we should let those who are at the helm call themselves Han Ye, which is much better than Han Shao of grandchildren.

"Yes! Thank you, brother Fei! " The Prince did not care how belish stared at him, thanked Han Fei with a smile, picked up the meat steamed stuffed bun and ate it.

"I -" Bai Lixi blushed and asked to eat two less. Seeing that Han Fei's smile was less, he quickly swallowed his words back“—— You can finish it! "

Han Fei looked at it quietly, his eyes full of contempt. These rich second generation have been short of family education since childhood and have developed an unruly character. They think it's great to have a few bad money in their hands. When they enter society, they will gradually understand that what really matters is fist and strength.

Prince, Han Fei is not very interested. But Bai Lixi and Han Fei should help the old lady and the beautiful woman to educate her!

"Burp... Burp..."

When the twelve steamed stuffed buns were finished, the prince and prissy rolled their eyes. Looking at the remaining box of milk, I dare not drink it. I can only hold my face red and burp!

From small to large, berish had never experienced the feeling of breaking his belly. Bai Lixi tasted the delicacies at home. This kind of big meat steamed stuffed bun only eaten by ordinary people was almost spit out after eating.

However, Han Fei looked at it and bailixi didn't dare to spit it out. In case you spit it out. Han Fei let himself eat again. Isn't that the same as eating shit?

"Come on, let's go in and sit down and talk slowly!" Han Fei didn't worry about bailish and the prince running at all. He nodded to confirm their performance of eating steamed stuffed buns, and then ordered them to take the lead in entering his room.

Berish rubbed his stomach with his hands and walked into the room like a pregnant woman. The prince followed and covered his ass. If you eat too much, you have a feeling of pulling out fried dough sticks. However, the Prince did not dare to apply for going to the bathroom, because the matter had not been solved yet!

The prince knew that he would be even worse without prissy! If Han Fei reaches some agreement with Bai Lixi when he goes to the bathroom, he will suffer.

Shinobi! A man is a man. If you can't bear six big steamed stuffed buns, what else can you do in the future!

Knife! The fruit knife with blood on the tip of the knife was thrown on the ground! Entering the room, Bai Lixi saw it at first sight, and then saw Han Fei bend down and pick up the fruit knife!

"There's something to say! Have something to say! " Seeing Han Fei picking up the fruit knife, the prince hurriedly apologized, "you can lose as much as you say! Punch in or cash, whatever you want! "

Routine! Let you have a full stomach first, and then be a full ghost on the road! Even if you want to resist, you can't run with so much food! It's over. Han Fei is cruel and cruel. He doesn't know how to deal with himself!

"My sister will not let you go!" The prince hid behind him. Han Fei turned around with a fruit knife and looked at him fiercely. Bai Lixi's voice trembled and threatened, "if you kill us, the police will want you right away! Wan'er knows you did it. She will call the police! "

"Poof poof," said Prissy, and his stomach let out two loud farts, and a coquettish face became more ugly than death.

"It's Farting!" Berish gnashed his teeth and stressed that what a shame if he was thought to be pulled in his pants! However, if the knife goes into the white and tender meat, he won't be able to pull it. That bailishee doesn't guarantee.

"Poof poof!" the prince couldn't help it. The stomach also made a noise and something came out. Fortunately, berish was first, and the prince didn't have to explain.

"If any of you fart again, I'll insert this knife into your ass immediately! If you pollute the air in my room, you will be fined 50000! "

Berish and the prince hurried together. Firmly clamped, even if I can't help it, I can only break it into parts and release it slowly.

Just thinking that they would be fined 50000 for farting this time, they felt very bad again. The money is spent and the fart is not finished. There is no such business!

Originally, Han Fei wanted to perform the Throwing Knife stunt. He lifted his arm and stabbed the fruit knife on the door. It was so handsome. However, looking at the state of berish and the prince, Han Fei gave up. What if the fruit knife flies out and the two young masters pull it?

"Sit down!" Han Fei had a smile on his face, warm like a bamboo pole high sun“ The rented house has no bed. You two will make do with it. Learn from the ancients and sit cross legged! "

"-" it's been nearly half an hour. Han Fei really didn't mean to invite the guests to sit down. But now after eating six steamed stuffed buns, his stomach is swollen like a balloon. Han Fei asks you to sit down. Isn't this Keng dad? And sit cross legged! You eat six steamed stuffed buns and sit cross legged to try?

But Han Fei has a knife in his hand! Berish and the prince are like pregnant women. Sit cross legged carefully. However, Han Fei still stood. They straightened up and looked up at Han Fei. And that knife!

"Xiang Waner misunderstood me this morning and stabbed me in the back with a knife! My shirt is broken! Just now you two made such a fuss, Xiang Waner ran away, and you two have to pay for the clothes! "

"Compensate!" A dress is a fart. Berish and the prince vied for performance, hoping to stand up as soon as possible.

"Fifty thousand pieces! Including the money you beat me up and the money you two polluted the air, a total of 200000! "

"Yes!" 100000 per talent. Not much! Prissy and the prince looked at each other and nodded. 100000 yuan, drizzle.

"I appreciate your performance! Men should be bold! " Han Fei felt that he should get to the point. Today he has to go to school, but he can't waste too much time on two rich and young people.

"Thank you, brother Fei!" At this moment, berish and the prince seemed to hear the sound of nature. Han Fei in the sun is Confucius. What a good compliment and reward! Full of power!

"Since you are so cheerful, talk about the mental loss you drugged me last night and tried to kill me this morning!" Han Fei squatted down with a bright smile on his face.

"--" prissy and the prince didn't feel right. Didn't they say 200000 just now? However, looking at Han Fei's appearance, it's not like joking. oh They suddenly realized that the money just now was the money for beating people and polluting the air, as well as the money for Xiang Waner to break Han Fei's clothes. The money for the medicine last night and the assassination this morning have not been paid!

holy crap It's cloudy! The little faces of prissy and the Prince changed immediately!

"What? Don't want to lose money? " Han Fei's smiling face immediately turned into a donkey's face, with a speed comparable to the face changing performance of Sichuan Opera.

"Then I'd better contact captain Du! Lest you say I bully! "

"No! I'll pay! "

"Compensate! Compensate! " Seeing that Han Fei was about to get up, the prince and bailish almost impulsively hugged Han Fei's thigh!

"Well! This attitude is similar! You wait a minute, I'll take a piece of paper and you write it down! " Shaking a fruit knife in his hand, Han Fei smiled and went out to get a paper and pen. He couldn't find it after looking around. He went out to borrow it next door.

Coincidentally, Xiang Waner changed her skirt and went out. Seeing the fruit knife in Han Fei's hand, Xiang Waner thought and stretched out her hand, "give me the knife!"

"Suicide? Or are you worried that I'll kill your lover? " Han Fei laughed and joked.

"Neither! I want to leave a souvenir! " Xiang Waner was not in the mood to joke. Whether Han Fei wanted it or not, she grabbed a fruit knife and went downstairs quickly.

"I'll pay for soiling your woman's bed and clothes last night!" On the fifth floor, Xiang Waner bit her lips and said a word, then hurried away.

"What about me? A knife for nothing? " Han Fei smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed, "you deserve it!"