C881 A Dead Dog Demon with a Background
C881 A Dead Dog Demon with a Background
Struggling to stand up, he bent down and bowed deeply. With tears in his eyes, he said, "Boss... Didn't I just take the money and not give you any dividends? Do you have to punish me like this? I was wrong. I took it all for myself. "It's my fault for the $1,000. I'll pay you back. Don't punish me anymore."
"I also know that you're courting death by sending sh * t to me. I won't dare to do it again. I won't just return it to the boss. "If you pay 1,000 yuan, I'll punish myself by 500 yuan. " I'm really wrong... "
He looked at the 1500-yuan transfer red packet on his phone. Zhao Quan was speechless. Who the f * ck cared about the money?
However, he was not in the mood to deal with this for the time being. Therefore, he instructed, "Since you are still sensible, you should give it a try. Let's forget about today's matter for the time being. If there is a next time, see how I will deal with you! Go, wash that damn dog clean! "
Yes, yes, yes... "
Daoist Priest Iron Hammer, who had been pardoned, nodded his head repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice. He quickly pinched his nose and carried the super large convenience bag into the courtyard.
Zhao Quan sniffed when he closed the trunk of the car. My God, above my head, it's as if I've been stuffed with a bottle of second bull. The strength is too great. No wonder Daoist Priest Tiechui had directly knocked it out just now.
He didn't even dare to close the trunk of the car. Even the four windows were all opened. He had to properly disperse the stench.
After entering the courtyard, Zhao Quan picked up a stool and sat down. He watched as Daoist Priest Iron Hammer pulled up the snake skin pipe and rushed towards the Fairy Dog that was covered in yellow excrement. That monstrous stench!
Let's put it this way. Yan Nan was flying in the air. The leader of the group was flapping his wings and his upper body was almost falling down...
After rushing for more than ten minutes, the Fairy Dog was finally washed clean, and the white fur was restored.
However, it was still lying listlessly on the ground, unable to open its eyes, and its tail was swaying from time to time.
It did not swing on purpose. It was just that the laxative was really too strong. It was still spraying chrysanthemums!
The Iron Hammer Dao Master closed the tap. This won't do. This dog had a stomachache, and according to the law, he would definitely die from diarrhea. A dead dog was not worth much. It's better to empty the stomach and cook it, but this dog doesn't have much meat either! "
Why don't I go to the clinic and get some laxative medicine to feed it? "
Zhao Quan thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
He did not consider whether it was valuable or not. He just thought about the origin of the dog and did not ask.
Taoist Master Iron Hammer also worked efficiently. In less than ten minutes, he returned with the medicine.
He was also honest. He crushed all five plates of large medicine. He mixed some water with some noodles, kneaded them into a small dough, and stuffed it into the dog's mouth.
It was alright. After about half an hour, the Fairy Dog completely stopped. If not for the fact that Iron Hammer Daoist had used his finger to feel the breath of the Fairy Dog, Zhao Quan would have suspected that this fellow had already lost his soul.
Seeing that there was a rabbit cage in the corner of Iron Hammer Daoist's house, Zhao Quan didn't hold back. He grabbed the Fairy Dog's neck and put it inside. Then, he twisted an iron wire and tightly locked the cage, preventing the Fairy Dog from escaping.
Before he left, Zhao Quan transferred another 500 yuan to Daoist Iron Hammer, telling him not to play any tricks in the future.
Daoist Priest Iron Hammer expressed his deep gratitude and repeatedly expressed that this kind of situation would never happen again in the future. He even urged Zhao Quan to stay at his house for lunch.
Forget it, forget it. That heaven defying smell of excrement was so strong that it made one's head feel like it was going to explode. He even drank a little...
After successfully smelly Daoist Priest Iron Hammer's house, Zhao Quan drove back to the hotel.
Before entering the hotel, Zhao Quan was not at ease, so he plucked the small pink flower on top of the Fairy Dog's head.
Every time the Fairy Dog opened its mouth to speak, it would first slap the small pink flower, so this flower should be the Fairy Dog's treasure.
However, there was no result even if he held it in his hand and studied it. It looked like a plastic flower. He did not know how to use the Fairy Dog.
But with Littleflower in hand, he shouldn't have to worry about the Fairy Dog escaping.
There was a sign hanging in front of the hotel that today was closed. Looking at the flamboyant Tyrannical Dragon's handwriting, it should be written by Bai Xiaoxian.
It was also reasonable that the hotel was smelly and stinky. If they did not close, they would not be able to entertain the guests.
"What did that damn dog you made eat and grow up? It smelled so bad!"
Bai Xiaoxian protested angrily as soon as they entered the hotel. Zhao Quan replied snappily, "It ate shit and grew up!"
Bai Xiaoxian suddenly understood, "No wonder..."
Then Zhao Quan said, "I brought that dog back for you. It's in the trunk!"
"Didn't you like it a lot? I'll wash it for you. You can sleep with it again at night."
Bai Xiaoxian did not want to do it at that time. She waved her hand and said, "Forget it. I can't change the sheets with it!"
Zhao Quan had already guessed that Bai Xiaoxian would not want it anymore. That was why Zhao Quan said that. If she really wanted it...
Zhao Quan still could not bear to part with it. He had to carefully examine that Fairy Dog!