Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 117

When Song Jiahao became so angry, his friends were stunned for a moment, and finally suppressed their laughter, shouted, and chased after him together.

They were laughing just now because it was so funny.But now the plot is developing in the direction of martial arts movies, as friends, they can't let Song Jiahao suffer again.

——Go through fire and water for your friends, that... forget it.But bullying the minority by bullying is common to everyone.Nowadays, there are a lot of bad friends and a lot of bad friends. There is no reason to be afraid of a single boy!
But what surprised passers-by was that Ding Ermiao didn't even run away when he saw these people chasing him. He still stood at the intersection with a smile, like a dedicated traffic policeman.

"Young man, run away, they will beat you!" Passers-by watching the excitement waved and shouted at Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao just used his own way to prove that he is not an idiot, which opened everyone's eyes and made them laugh.Although the method of proof was a bit narrow, everyone was impressed by his wit and methods and felt good about him.

Hit me?Ding Ermiao sneered in her heart and became even more disapproving on her face.It’s still unclear who will hit whom!
Song Jiahao, who was like crazy, weaved in and out of the traffic, and rushed in front of Ding Ermiao in a few steps.

"Boy, I'm not done with you today!" Song Jiahao raised his fist and hit Ding Ermiao on the head with great force.

"Hehe..." Ding Ermiao suddenly smiled sinisterly, swayed left and right to get out of Song Jiahao's attack, waved at the head of the camphor tree where the anchor pillar was invisible, then turned his arm in a circle and waved towards Song Jiahao, saying in his mouth:
"I've tricked you... pineapple and jackfruit..., look at me stupidly trying to fix the body spell, - fix it!"

Shuanzhu understood and turned into a whirlwind to rush from the top of the tree.Ding Ermiao saw the right moment and fired a finger at the moment when Zhuan Zhu pounced on Song Jiahao's body.

With the help of Ding Ermiao's magical power, Shuan Zhu entered the Baihui point on Song Jiahao's head, and instantly controlled his eight meridians, Sanjiao Wuhui, and completed the soul-possession.

With Shuanzhu's own cultivation, it would be very difficult to possess him.The target is a sick young man with insufficient yang energy. Maybe Xuanzhu can do it.But Song Jiahao was in his 20s when he was in full swing. Without Ding Ermiao's help, Shuan Zhu would not be able to possess him at all.

Now Song Jiahao has completely lost his mind and his body is no longer under his control. He stands at the intersection in a daze, still maintaining the posture of punching, which looks particularly funny.

At the same time, Song Jiahao's friends also rushed to the scene, surrounded Ding Ermiao, and shouted: "Boy, if you are sensible, please apologize to our Brother Song, otherwise you will not be able to return home!"

"Hey..., wait, wait." Ding Ermiao held an umbrella, pointed at Song Jiahao's friends in a circle, and said with a smile: "Your brother Song has fallen under my stupid curse. If you don't want to do the same It’s best to be polite when you’re under a curse.”

"Silly Curse?" A gentle-looking guy approached Song Jiahao and shouted tentatively: "Brother Song, Brother Song, what's wrong with you?"

Shuan Zhu controlled Song Jiahao's expression, raised his eyebrows and stuck out his tongue, put his hands to his ears and kept moving, and a few words popped out of his mouth: "I'm a fool...!"

"Ah?!" A large piece of the crowd fell down again, bursting into laughter.

"Brother Song, wake up..." The gentle man with his head full of black lines stepped forward together with his accomplices, shaking Song Jiahao's shoulders.

Song Jiahao chuckled, raised his orchid finger, pointed at his friends, and said in a high voice: "You... are all idiots!"

"..." The burst of laughter started again, and the sound stopped the clouds.

Everyone's laughter seriously stimulated Shuan Zhu's inner mischievousness and narrow-mindedness. He simply let go of his hands and feet, controlled Song Jiahao's body, and started performing to his heart's content.

I saw Song Jiahao pushing away his friends, shaking his body rhythmically, walking back and forth in the circle of people, and starting various difficult imitation shows.A face with vivid expressions that are constantly changing. One moment it was Uncle Benshan’s crooked mouth, another moment it was Liang Tian’s cross-eyes, another moment it was Dasha’s ruthlessness, and now it was Xi Shi’s illness...

Crowds of onlookers came one after another, blocking the four-way intersection, and the traffic was completely paralyzed. Some drivers jumped out of their cars and stood on the roof of the car to watch the excitement, while some drivers were in a hurry and honked their car horns. Noise.

"Hello everyone, I am Aunt Yang, I love you...!" Song Jiahao suddenly stopped, twisted his hips, pursed his two-finger-thick lips, raised his right hand to his mouth, then waved his hand, and the ball flew away a kiss.

Bang-dang, bang-dang, bang-dang... the sound of falling to the ground is endless.Song Jiahao's disgusting flaming red lips were exposed to several viewers again.

The scene was crazy. Countless mobile phones were raised in the air, clicking the shutter, recording this wonderful moment with their lenses.

Even more enthusiastic people, with the noble sentiment that happiness alone is not as good as happiness among everyone, dialed the hotline of the "Tianfu Night Talk" column team of Shancheng TV Station:
"Hey, hey, is it a TV station? Do you provide 100 yuan of phone credit for providing news clues? I will provide you with a piece of news. In front of the No. [-] Hospital in Shancheng, a young man wrote the word 'Silly' on his forehead, as if It's performance art, imitating major celebrities, with accurate movements and lifelike expressions, which has caused a huge sensation..."

"I understand. You are an enthusiastic person who called about this matter. Our reporters have been dispatched. Thank you for your support." The TV station replied lazily.

"Hey, hey, hey..." This enthusiastic crowd asked, "I am number 1. With such an auspicious number, are there any other rewards?"

"No!" The TV station operator snapped the phone and turned to another operator next to him and said, "There are so many more stupid people than there are every day, especially today!"

In front of the gate of Shancheng No. [-] Hospital, the excitement continues and the passion is surging.

"Young girl wants to cross the river, why don't you come and push me..." Song Jiahao suddenly staggered and squatted down. At the same time, he turned around and saw a beautiful woman looking at the moon. Her left hand was behind her back, and her right hand was pointing diagonally at the sky. Her eyes were blinking. Frequently discharged electricity to the crowd of onlookers.

"Okay--, great!"

"Nimma, you are talented!"

There was endless exclamation from all around, and even Song Jiahao's friends were delighted to see it, smiling happily, and shouted that they couldn't afford to be hurt.It turned out that their Brother Song actually had such an amazing acting talent!
Amid everyone's screams, cheers and applause, Zhu Zhu attached himself to Song Jiahao's body and used all kinds of martial arts to push the joyful atmosphere to the extreme.

The reporters from the TV station have already arrived, setting up long guns and short cannons, and focusing their cameras on Song Jiahao.

Police sirens wailed in the distance, and a traffic policeman rode a motorcycle and rushed towards him. When he saw the scene, he was dumbfounded. It took him a long time to remember to call the headquarters for reinforcements.

Talent, Shuanzhu!Ding Ermiao shook his head, smiled, and squeezed out of the crowd sideways.

(End of this chapter)