Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 15 Battle Against the Chicken Foreign Teacher

The buyer, whose online name is Tiantianxiaoxue, finally agreed with Fu Chen to deliver the goods at 7 pm the next day.

In the end, he bought the remaining seven doses of the "Positive Energy" potion.

The other party was very agreeable, and the total agreed price was 9100 yuan.

For Fu Chen, this was definitely a high-quality customer. Not only was the customer straightforward and didn't haggle over the price, but he also didn't need to send the medicine via express delivery, since sending magic potions was much more expensive than sending regular express mail.

Furthermore, transactions within the same city allow you to receive the money faster.

The only problem was that the address was somewhat remote, and during the conversation, the buyer didn't reveal much about their situation to Fu Chen, but kept asking Fu Chen questions.

It doesn't matter.

Fu Chen was in a great mood.

Because the last remaining bottle of "Little Knife Pulls Buttocks" was also purchased.

Just then, a buyer sent a message in the window of the "Positive" potion.

[Neighbor Wang]: Bro, can you cut the price a little more?

Huh? Old Wang from next door?

Fu Chen looked up and saw Uncle Wang still lying on the ground with his buttocks sticking out, being talked about by the crowd. His son and wife covered his face and forcibly dragged him home.

【Cao Si Ni Feng】: Brother, you're a step too late, someone already packed it up.

The nickname on the other end instantly showed that the other person was typing...

[Neighbor Wang]: No way, brother, I've looked around and your place is the cheapest. Can I have two... no, one bottle?

【Cao Si Ni Feng】: Brother, if you're having financial difficulties, you could consider West Africa.

[Neighbor Wang]: To be honest, I'm a second-tier martial artist. Having a stronger body isn't always a good thing. The West African ginseng is no longer effective against us... it's too late...

Furthermore, I discovered that my bitch cheated on me a long time ago. Damn it, last time I followed her over, and guess what? When I got upstairs, there were two damn black devils!

They are foreign teachers from the International Martial Arts Academy, and every single one of them is at the fourth level of martial arts!

Fu Chen straightened up immediately. Could he really hear such profound stories while selling something?

[Neighbor Wang]: There was nothing I could do. A wise person knows when to yield. When I saw things were going wrong, I immediately ran away. But this incident has always been on my mind.

Think about it, I kind of want to regain my virility in front of my woman and see if I can win back this shameless bitch. Besides, I'm 50 years old and still childless. I wonder if I can use this potion to have a baby.

Fu Chen was very moved.

Although he didn't know if the other party had made up a story, it didn't matter. Just because of his persistent and determined attitude, Fu Chen decided to give him a share of "positive and uplifting".

After giving the advice to the buyer, the other party was understanding and bought one less [Positive Energy] potion.

He also looked indignant: Damn, this is too tragic.

I guess Anai Liang and Abao Qiang got through their dark times by reading about his experiences (smiling expression).

Everything has been coordinated.

Buyer [Neighbor Wang] also bid 1200 for a [Positive and Uplifting] potion and sincerely thanked Fu Chen. However, the location for the agreed transaction the next morning seemed somewhat familiar to him.

Peicai Road.

Isn't this near Pui Choi Middle School?

There aren't many large residential areas around Pei Cai Road, so it's surprising that someone would choose to conduct a transaction here.

Fu Chen didn't care and didn't want to pay attention. After agreeing on a time, he prepared to check on Uncle Wang's condition further.

"Ouch, ouch..."

The wailing and howling of ghosts and wolves.

Normally, around 10 o'clock, apart from the barbecue stalls and snack stands on Xinqiao Street, most people wouldn't be out and about.

But thanks to Uncle Wang, everyone went out to see the stars after 10 o'clock today.

Old Wang was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it any longer, and the sounds from inside the room were still loud and clear.

Fu Longhu couldn't bear to see him suffer, so he went up and knocked on the door hard.

"What are you doing?"

Old Wang's son, Xiao Wang, opened the door with dissatisfaction. Although he was the same age as Fu Chen, he showed no respect for his elders, such as Fu Longhu and Liu Liping.

Fu Longhu said anxiously, "Old Wang, did your wife hurt you? It's okay, it's normal for people to feel a little pain. I'll recommend a lubricant to you..."

Snapped!

Xiao Wang slammed the door shut in anger.

However, sometimes it's understandable that people don't respect Fu Chen's parents, even if they are very enthusiastic.

Hahahahahaha…

The neighbors laughed so hard they were doubled over.

soon.

The police arrived.

Xiao Wang helped Lao Wang out the door. In front of everyone, he seemed to want to clarify that he hadn't done anything wrong. He was sweating profusely and gritting his teeth as he reported the case to the police.

He probably guessed it too; perhaps someone had targeted him.

He didn't do anything, so why does his butt hurt like it's been ripped off?

"Someone is trying to frame me!"

Police officer: "Did you call 120?"

Old Wang's family shook their heads: "There are no wounds, we don't know how it happened... Is it possible that someone used an offensive magic potion on my dad!"

Police: "Without a wound, we can't file a case. If it's a potion, it's not within our jurisdiction. You'll need to get a certificate from the potion department of a hospital. If it's confirmed that you were drugged..."

Then we will begin the process. Please understand, because you have no wounds, and every month there are many mentally ill patients with neurasthenia who constantly suspect they are being followed and mind-controlled, wasting resources by reporting to the police.

"Also, if you have indeed been drugged, go to the potions department at the hospital. They will use healing potions to help alleviate and heal your condition."

Old Wang pushed away Xiao Wang, who was helping him, gritting his teeth and secretly spitting at the policeman in front of him, but the wrinkles on his face revealed a fawning expression: "Officer, how much will the certificate and treatment cost?"

Police officer: "It's roughly between three and five thousand. Because this isn't a special type of disease, medical insurance can't cover it."

"Thank you, I'm sorry to bother you."

Old Wang closed his eyes in pain. Three thousand to five thousand... that's about half a month's salary. He felt that the pain in his back wasn't so bad anymore.

He was so greedy that he couldn't even bear to set off firecrackers during the Lunar New Year, but today, when Fu Chen enrolled in Pei Cai Middle School, he set off firecrackers and ate a lavish feast of lobster and abalone that was even more sumptuous than the New Year's Eve dinner.

He also thought it might be because he ate something wrong...

"It's alright then, officer. I probably ate something wrong..."

After the police left, Xiao Wang was still determined to find out what happened, so he checked the surrounding security cameras, but to no avail.

Do you really think I'm an idiot? ...Do you think I'd use a potion on you under closed-circuit television?

Fu Chen sneered inwardly.

Unable to investigate further, Lao Wang could only go home and endure it. He decided to wait until tomorrow, and only go to the hospital if it became unbearable, since his child was in the second year of high school, a crucial time when money was needed everywhere.

The crowd had mostly dispersed.

Originally, Old Wang called the police in front of everyone...

It was all to prevent them from misunderstanding, but the rumors still spread.

That night, the whole area around Xinqiao Street was abuzz with rumors that he and his wife were playing 4i, which resulted in him screaming in pain.

After all, this story is far more absurd and interesting than the truth that "he was drugged".

People just want to have fun; they don't want to know the truth.