Beauty's Supreme Expert

Thinking about the beggar's performance just now, Lin Fann asked curiously, "That's why he would go crazy when he sees a hooligan right now?"    

"Yeah, he's a pitiful person."    

Sighing, the boss regretfully said, "There used to be a beautiful family, but now it's like this. Anyone would have gone crazy."    

Was he mistaken?    

Lin Fann frowned as he looked at the beggar fighting with the young man.    

Although the fight was very intense, if one looked carefully, they would notice that the ones being beaten were the two youths.    

As for the beggar, he was only hit two or three times, and it seemed like he was slightly injured?    

No matter how one looked at it, it felt unreal, as though it was a fake.    

"By the way, boss."    

Thinking of the key point, Lin Fann asked curiously, "You said you saw it with your own eyes and heard it from others?"    

"Brother, don't even talk about idioms, I haven't even graduated from elementary school and can't understand what you're saying."    

Looking at the beggar who was fighting, the boss scratched his head, "I didn't see anything with my own eyes. Someone else told me."    

So it was like that.    

At the beginning, he didn't feel anything, but the more he looked at Lin Fann, the more he felt that there was something wrong.    

Of course, if it was any other time, he would definitely not care about this.    

The reason he came to the Zhonghang City this time, was to help Zhao Rongrong escape from her predicament.    

As for the other matters, they were left up to fate. It was hard to say what they might encounter.    

"Boss, help me pack a serving of fried rice flour, fried conch, and two bottles of beer."    

Seeing that the battle preparations were over, Lin Fann took out the money and handed it over, "No need to look for money, I'll take it away later. Be quick."    

The 100 yuan owner was stunned for a moment, then without a word, he went back to the kitchen to busy himself.    

In less than five minutes, a fresh plate of fried rice flour, a plate of fried conch, and two bottles of beer were packed.    

"Brother, what are you doing?"    

The boss curiously asked when he saw that there was almost no movement from the top of the table: "It doesn't taste good?"    

"Boss, I'm in a hurry. I'll come back next time when I'm free."    

Seeing the beggar leave, Lin Fann took the midnight snack and quickly followed.    

The boss didn't know what happened. He looked at Lin Fann's leaving figure and scratched his head before turning back.    

These days, there were all kinds of customers.    

You dare to bully my daughter, I will beat you to death, beat you to death …    

Hmph, I told you to bully my daughter …    

Lin Fann, who followed behind, could faintly hear the beggar's curses.    

Wherever he went, the passersby would quickly move out of his way, afraid of being provoked.    

Slowly, he walked further and further away.    

Finally, they arrived at the outskirts of the city and arrived at the shadow behind the stone dam.    

This was completely different from the crazy man from before. The beggar looked around warily.    

After confirming repeatedly that there were no mistakes, he stretched his hand out and knocked on the stone dam.    

"Don't be in such a hurry, I'm watching you from the shadows."    

Walking out of the dark, Lin Fann gestured to the supper in his hand: "I was worried that you'd be hungry tonight, so I packed dinner for you."    

The beggar's expression changed, and his voice turned cold, "You followed me?"    

"I can't be considered to be following you. I'm very open and honest. It's just that you didn't notice me."    

Noticing that the beggar's face no longer showed any signs of craziness, Lin Fann joked, "Is it tiring for a normal person to play the part of a lunatic?"    

"When did you find out?"    

Seeing that he had been exposed, the beggar stopped pretending. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and placed it in his mouth. "How did you find out?"    

"I didn't notice at first. I really thought you were a beggar. But later on, when you made a move, you faked it a little too much."    

Looking at the calm and collected beggar, Lin Fann found it more interesting: "If I'm not wrong, your meridians must be crippled, right?"