Chapter 700: The South Wind with Reversed Pole

"Let me see what the hell are you doing."

Yifei, who was furious, rushed in first. She pushed Ziqiao and Zhang Wei away, who were wearing ragged clothes, and looked down at the coffee table.

I saw three plates placed upright on the coffee table, and kumquats, baked cakes, and lettuce were placed from left to right.

And right in front of the three plates, there were thick stacks of scratches.

Yifei was stunned when she saw this.

After a while, she came to her senses and turned around and stared at Ziqiao and Zhang Wei with the mentally retarded eyes.

"You two... aren't you giving me a scratch-off, right?"

"Forehead……"

Just when Zhang Wei didn't know how to explain, Ziqiao had already betrayed him first.

"I report it, all of this is Zhang Wei's idea!"

Zi Qiao pointed at Zhang Wei and decided to confess leniently: "He insisted that this kind of placing can make scratches stick to kumquats (gold, auspicious), cakes (fat, high), and lettuce (making money).

"Zhang Wei also said that as long as we wear a little poorer clothes, we might be able to move God and win the big prize."

Zi Qiao curled his lips. Obviously, he had long thought Zhang Wei's ideas were unreliable.

"If it weren't for this scratch-off, I wouldn't have accompanied him to do such a stupid thing."

Yifei lowered her head and exclaimed, "Tsk tsk tsk, you two are really worthy of being you two.

"It's so stupid, so second."

Yifei put one hand on her hips, patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Zhang Wei, Ziqiao is not very educated, so he will be a second person if he is a second person.

"But you are a high-level intellectual after all. You have not learned mathematics, physics and chemistry a lot before, but now you are starting to believe in myths?"

Seeing this, Yu Mo walked in and said to Zhang Wei, "That's right, if kumquats, baked cakes and lettuce are really so effective, those who grow kumquats and lettuce, and those who sell baked cakes would have made a fortune long ago. "

She sat down and gave Zhang Wei another glance: "Also, if poverty could move God, then the Syrian people would have been liberated long ago."

"Yifei, Yu Mo, we're doing a small experiment."

Zhang Wei whispered in a low confidence: "Anyway, I don't have money, so I believe it a little bit.

"It's okay to try it, what if I win?"

"just in case?"

Yifei pointed to the scratch-off on the coffee table: "Zhang Wei, you want to rely on this thing to find out what if? When will your pursuit be so low?"

Zi Qiao was originally ridiculing Zhang Wei silently, but Yifei changed his mind and pointed the gun at him again.

"And you, Lu Ziqiao!"

Yifei said without thinking, "It's all your fault that you brought Zhang Wei badly."

"What does this matter to me?!!"

Zi Qiao was shocked and mixed with grievances: "This is all Zhang Wei's idea, it has nothing to do with me."

"Take it down."

Yifei looked disdainful: "I don't believe that Zhang Wei would be willing to pay for scratch cards. This scratch card must be unrelated to you."

"Yifei, these fifty scratch cards should have been bought by Teacher Zeng."

Seeing that Yu Mo had just left him in to eat melons, Nanfeng could only walk in in a wheelchair helplessly.

"The two of them bet with Teacher Zeng yesterday for fifty scratch cards. It seems that Teacher Zeng really lost."

"ah!"

Yu Mo didn't remember that he had left him at the door until he heard Nan Feng's voice.

She hurriedly got up and went to fix her neck, and her vision was blocked by Nanfeng pushing her to the sofa.

"That's right, don't think it's something that has something to do with me when you encounter bad things. At most, I'll just help you."

Zi Qiao was immediately proud when he heard this. He turned his head to look at Nanfeng and was about to express his gratitude to Nanfeng, but he was frightened by the tragic situation of Nanfeng in front of him.

"Nanfeng, what's wrong with you?"

Zi Qiao said in shock: "Oh my god, who can beat you like this?"

He looked at Yifei in disbelief. After all, in his perception, the only one who could beat Nan Feng like this was the deadly female devil.

"Yifei, how did Nanfeng provoke you? You have to hit him in the direction of silence."

Zi Qiao raised her eyebrows: "Is it because Nan Feng went to Ye to attack Yu Mo... and accidentally touched the wrong one?"

"What a mess."

Yifei whitened his eyes and said, "Can you stop thinking about it three ways when you encounter problems?"

"Then the south wind is..."

Zi Qiao paused and then realized.

He poked the side and stood there since he saw Nanfeng, with a confused and helpless Zhang Wei written on his face: "Is this your masterpiece?"

Zhang Wei swallowed: "I don't know, I only remember dreaming of a treacherous minister who embezzled my treasury last night, and then I used a tiger-headed guillotine to chop his dog's head..."

"Oh my god."

Zhang Wei reacted instantly, and he covered his mouth and said in horror: "Nanfeng, are you beaten like this by me?"

"What do you say?"

Nanfeng raised his eyes and stared at Zhang Wei until sweat broke out on Zhang Wei's forehead. Nanfeng and the other two laughed out loud.

"Take it down."

Nan Feng reached out to protect his neck, and he couldn't help laughing and said, "Zhang Wei, do you think your sleepwalking can make me like this? Or in front of Yifei?

"Zhang Wei, you really dare to think about it, hahahaha..."

Yifei also smiled and poked Yumo: "Look, I said Zhang Wei would think he was the one who beat him. It would be great if you listened to me and blackmailed him. Then I can see the stingy man plucked his feathers."

"Wait."

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

Zhang Wei felt dizzy listening to the laughter of the three people and couldn't figure out what was going on.

He asked doubtfully: "So Nanfeng is actually fine, and you guys are acting like this to scare me?"

"No, I'm really injured, but the injuries are a bit complicated."

The smile on Nanfeng's face gradually disappeared: "If I must find a culprit for my current miserable situation... it has to be you, Zhang Wei."

Zhang Wei was even more confused: "What's going on?"

Zi Qiao also echoed: "Yes, Nanfeng, if you have something to say, just say it, don't always be a riddle man."

"This is what happened."

Nanfeng sighed: "I was in Yumo's bedroom last night, and I wanted to go back to sleep.

"But Zhang Wei suddenly opened the door and flew towards me, saying: Bold Nanfeng, you dare to embezzle my treasury!

"Look, I'm going to chop you off!!!"

Nanfeng said as he made a slashing motion with his hand knife: "I only had time to push Yumo onto the bed, and I couldn't dodge in time, so I was chopped on the neck by your [Tiger Head Guillotine], Zhang Wei."

Zhang Wei asked weakly: "Then your neck was chopped like this?"

"Oh, that's not the case."

Nanfeng explained: "I was just chopped on the left side of my neck by your hand knife, just like a stiff neck.

"After going back to sleep, my head tilted to the right unconsciously, and as a result, the neck muscles became tense and spasmodic due to poor sleeping posture, and finally caused severe pain in the neck."

Zhang Wei was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Zi Qiao waved his hand: "It means that he woke up from a nap and found that he really had a stiff neck."

"Damn!"

Zhang Wei was speechless when he heard this: "After all this time, you just have a stiff neck."

"Not just a stiff neck. "

Nanfeng said seriously: "In addition to the stiff neck, my cervical vertebrae were displaced because of your hand knife, which caused the artery to be compressed, making the sympathetic nerves sensitive and causing severe pain."

Zhang Wei was too lazy to pay attention to Nanfeng this time. He turned his head and looked at Ziqiao: "What does this mean?"

Ziqiao shrugged: "He said that he didn't just have a stiff neck, but a serious sprain and stiff neck."

"Oh..."

Zhang Wei understood it completely now, and then he pointed at Nanfeng's right foot in plaster and asked: "What's wrong with your foot?"

Nanfeng smiled bitterly and pointed to his neck: "What I shouldn't do is to wake up in a daze and try to straighten my neck without even standing firmly, so..."

Ziqiao raised his eyebrows with a strange look on his face: "So you can take care of the top but not the bottom, and you sprained your foot directly because of an unstable center of gravity?"

"That's right! "

Nanfeng gave Ziqiao a thumbs up.

"Hiss..."

Zhang Wei, who learned the truth, took a breath and said, "You are too miserable!"

"It shouldn't be."

Ziqiao frowned and asked, "Your luck is not very good. You just won a prize of 100,000 yuan yesterday. Why are you so unlucky today?"

"If I knew what was going on, would it turn out like this?"

Nanfeng subconsciously looked up at the sky, but he grimaced in pain again.

He wailed, "I said that there were a lot of bad things since I won the prize. You see, I was right, right?

"No, this prize can't be kept."