Qian Bao looks at this strange clean shop suspiciously. Through the transparent glass, you can see that it is almost spotless and clean everywhere.

In this case, how can the boss say it's not clean?

Strange?

He scratched his head and didn't understand.

Seeing this, Xiao Han smiles quietly and leads them into the snack shop. Then he sits down and asks them to order tea and drinks.

It happened that the live broadcast girl, sitting not far away from them, was introducing to the camera that the shop was clean and the environment was good. At this time, a small cake she ordered was served.

"Give me a fork!"

Xiao Han's eyes swept the shop and said a word to the dignified waiter standing on one side.

There are no chopsticks, forks and straws.

"Wait a minute, when your dessert is served, there will be forks!"

The waiter is a little impatient. He wants a fork before he pays for the food. What do they want?

Xiao Han stood up, went to the front desk, picked up a soft straw, and then took a look at Qian Bao, who was happily ordering food.

"Wait a minute, I said the food here is not clean, don't order..."

As soon as Xiao Han said this, the waiter was not happy. He argued that his shop was the best in the neighborhood.

Why is it not clean?

"Hehe, is it because the dishes here are expensive? If you can't afford it, don't pretend it. If there's something unclean here, I'll eat it... "

The waiter rolled his eyes at Xiao Han, while the live broadcast girl also looked at them curiously, and moved her body quietly, so that her fans could see Xiao Han's situation.

"Eat it, OK, eat it there..."

See Xiao Han ha ha, that straw in hand, very casually in front of the wave, let after that straw stretched to the front of the waiter.

See a fly that still shakes wing, appear abruptly in straw most front.

The fly was small and the straw was big. It was just a little sharp in front of it. It caught the fly and made the waiter look silly. My God, how could it be?

When are flies in this shop?

What's more, how can this fly get stuck in a straw?

"You, touch porcelain, you touch porcelain on purpose..."

The waiter suddenly raised his voice, and a man in the shop ran over. Only Qian Bao, who was standing on one side, understood at this time.

What does the old man mean by "unclean"? It turns out that there are flies in this clean looking shop?

The selling point of such a dirty place is that the environment is clean. It's fooling the guests and treating them as idiots. However, I'm afraid only boss Xiao can see such a small fly.

Moreover, only he can grasp it with a straw. It's impossible for him or others.

"Touch your mother's ghost, we still use touch porcelain? Don't you mean to catch something unclean and eat it? Eat it for me... "

Qian Bao, who wanted to understand these things, was very angry. He used to come to the shop to eat, and he thought it was a very clean environment. Who knows, it was like this.

Fortunately, boss Xiao came with us today, otherwise it would be a big loss.

"You're porcelain bumpers. There are flies. It's impossible that any fly can be plugged into a straw..."

The boss will also be unreasonable, even want to quickly snatch the straw from Xiao Han's hand, the best is to destroy the evidence, let them a few people speechless.

At last, he was chased out as a porcelain bumper!

"Hehe, how about touch porcelain? Flies can't be put into straws. Shall I find you some more? "

Xiao Han looks at the boss with flashing eyes, ha ha.

Conveniently went to get a few clean habits, this time next to the live sister, happy to point the camera at Xiao Han's hand, this is a too strong news.

How can a person use a straw to catch a fly?

It's impossible to have one more point and one more point. This must be recorded to see whether this man is touching porcelain or not?

Or is it prepared in advance, or is it magic?

Xiao Han doesn't have so many pipes. He glances at the store casually. Then he suddenly rushes out like a sharp arrow with a light straw in his hand.

Even on the table, on the wall, and without exception, in the other direction of those straws, there is a fly still flashing its wings.

The guests who were eating snacks suddenly became petrified!

All are silly, my God, this, this is not magic, not touch porcelain, this, they are to see the real master!

It is said that the martial arts master who can hurt people with flying flowers and fallen leaves is not as good as Xiao Han at this time.This is not human, that is God!

The fans who were watching the live broadcast all of a sudden exploded and demanded to see the owner of Dao's hands and his face.

The shocked guests in the shop stood up and took out their mobile phones to take photos with Xiao Han, and even wanted to ask for an autograph.

This sudden change made Xiao Han frown, pick up his nearest two straws and throw them away.

"You said you wanted to eat it..."

With Xiao Han's words, the waiter, who was originally a wooden chicken, saw that something fell into his mouth, and then he desperately pulled on the straw.

But found the other side of the straw, the fly has fallen into the stomach, he desperately with his hand to pick his throat, want to swallow the fly spit out.

And see this scene of the boss, all of a sudden covered his mouth.

As long as he doesn't open his mouth, he can't. The man has the ability to put the fly into his mouth.

Unfortunately, what he thought was good, but what he met was Xiao Han.

Xiao Han had turned back and was ready to leave, but when he saw the boss covering his mouth, two straws in his hand flew out, and one straws fell on his wrist.

I heard the boss yell like a pig: "ouch..."

The straw fell on his wrist, and he only jumped in pain. The movement and expression slowed down the steps of those who wanted to take a picture with Xiao Han.

Some people even double span a tight, a shiver all over, some fear.

With the boss's cry, his mouth opened, the other straw fell smoothly, until the boss reflected, desperately pulled out the straw.

Only then did he find that the fly had been swallowed by himself. He also tried to pick the fly in his throat like the waiter. For a moment, the shop, which is famous for its cleanliness, was full of sour vomit.