The King of Hatred

Dingling!

The doorbell rang, and a burly figure walked into the room.

Qin Yu, with his hands in his pockets, ignored the shop - owner who was smiling. He just frowned and looked around on his own.

Seeing this, the shop - owner followed Qin Yu and said, "What are you looking for, sir?"

"Me? I'm looking for a fight."

"So you're looking for a fight... Huh?"

At this moment, Qin Yu finally stopped. Ignoring the shop - owner's startled expression, he spoke up with a compliment first.

"Your shop is quite big!"

"That's right, that's right. I don't dare to say much, but my shop is definitely the largest among those in the same business in the vicinity."

"I can see that. Then you should have a wide range of goods, right?"

"Just tell me what you need. As long as it's available on the market, I can definitely get it for you."

"Oh, that's good."

Scratching his hair, Qin Yu, who had already visited several stores, felt a bit thirsty.

"Then give me a bottle of fruit juice first."

"Ah? Fruit juice?"

"Yeah."

"Sorry, we don't have it."

"Don't have it? Then how about cola?"

"Don't have that either."

"Surely you have mineral water?"

This time, the boss didn't even answer, just shook his head slightly. Qin Yu rolled his eyes at this sight.

"Damn! You don't even have mineral water? And you still say you have a complete range of goods!"

"Nonsense! I'm running a funeral - goods store! Is it strange that I don't have mineral water?"

Pointing at the wreath beside him, the shop - owner's face turned unfriendly.

"Are you going to buy something or not! Are you here to cause trouble? If you're not buying, get out!"

"Don't be angry. In business, harmony should be cherished. I didn't say I wouldn't buy. Do you sell candles here?"

"Yes, white ones. Twenty - five yuan each."

"So expensive? Is this wax made of gold or the wick made of gold?"

"Expensive? This is already the market price, bro! You think it's expensive! I think I'm not making any money! Look around! How many stores on the market sell pure - pulp candles! These are all made from melted pure wax!"

The shop - owner, who no longer wanted to do business with Qin Yu, also started to speak in an unfriendly tone.

"Are you going to buy it or not? If not, don't disturb my business!"

"Of course I'll buy it. If it's the real deal, I'll definitely buy it."

Picking up a white candle, Qin Yu examined it carefully.

"Boss, if I buy this and go back only to find out it's fake…"

"If it's fake! I'll eat it right here on the spot!"

"Good! You said that!"

Hearing this, Qin Yu smiled, and suddenly exerted force with both hands, breaking the candle with a snap.

"Look! It's fake... Oh, it's actually real."

Looking at the pure - wax candle that was consistent inside and out, Qin Yu gave an embarrassed smile.

The stunned shop - owner, after coming to his senses, suddenly grabbed a mourning banner beside him and swung it at Qin Yu's head.

"You son of a bitch, you broke my candle!!!"

"Don't hit! Don't hit! Ouch! Stop! Stop!!!"

Qin Yu, who had been hit several times, didn't feel much pain. Instead, the mourning banner was broken.

"I'll pay. I'll pay, okay?"

Taking out money from his pocket, Qin Yu bought both the candle and the banner. Then he grinned and moved closer to the boss.

"Boss, there's a big deal I want to discuss with you. Do you want to do it?"

Hearing this, the boss's eyes twitched. He really didn't want to do business with this fool anymore.

But money is money, and after thinking it over, the boss just couldn't bear to reject this so - called big deal.

"Go ahead. What kind of business?"

"I want to order a coffin."

"Oh? A coffin? Any requirements?"

"Of course. First of all, I want a flip - top one!"

"Flip -…"

"Then, install two speakers inside for me, and stick two rings of running - lights on the outside, the colorful kind. Also, get me a vibration sensor, the kind that starts automatically when someone walks above. Can you make it?"

The shop - owner, whose expression gradually turned blank, suddenly squinted and smiled.

"Sure! Not only a flip - top one, but I can also make it foldable! What's the point of just making noise when someone passes by? I'll even install two bombs at the bottom! As soon as someone walks above, you'll burst out of the grave with a bang! Scare them and take them with you at the same time! What do you think?"

"Wow! We're like - minded people! That's great!"

"Great your ass! Get out! Get out of here! Get out!!!"

Waving the broken mourning banner in his hand, the shop - owner chased Qin Yu out of the store for over a hundred meters before stopping, gasping for breath.

Qin Yu, who had been hit a dozen more times, stood with his hands on his hips, muttering that the boss didn't know how to do business, and looked around.

The shop - owners on both sides who were watching the commotion either looked up or turned around. None of them dared to meet his gaze.

Qin Yu suddenly turned to the vendor beside him, scaring the man so much that he immediately straightened up and didn't dare to move.

Qin Yu grinned and moved closer, with an extremely ambiguous expression.

"Little brother, what are you selling?"

"Melons…"

"Quack? I didn't realize you were from the frog tribe. I almost thought you were from the dog tribe."

The vendor heard this, looked at his dog ears, and didn't dare to respond.

"How much are these melons?"

"These melons are free."

"Ah?"

"But these melons aren't fresh."

"It's okay! I like eating non - fresh ones!"

"These melons aren't sweet."

"As long as they can quench my thirst, I'm not picky."

"Big brother!!! I'm just a small - business owner. It's not easy to do business. How about this? I'll give you a hundred yuan. Go to the fruit store across the street. They have more melons there!"

Looking at Qin Yu's persistent pestering, the vendor was on the verge of tears.

Qin Yu actually didn't have the heart to tease him either, because the energy this guy provided him was too little, not worth the effort.

Taking out 50 yuan from his pocket, Qin Yu handed it to the vendor.

"I'll buy a melon, a big one."

Hearing this, the vendor was overjoyed. He quickly picked out the biggest one from his basket and stuffed the melon into Qin Yu's hands without even taking the money.

"Consider it a gift! Just go away quickly!"

"You! What do you take me, Qin Yu, for? Do I look like I'm desperate for your lousy melon? Need you to give it to me?"

Feeling that his dignity had been seriously insulted, Qin Yu angrily picked up the melon and took several bites, chomping it into two pieces on the spot.

This domineering scene left the vendor dumbfounded.

It wasn't that the vendor was being overly fussy. It wasn't just seeing someone eating a melon raw that shocked him.

The reason for his astonishment was that what he was selling was a pumpkin!

Chewing on the raw pumpkin, Qin Yu walked menacingly towards the next store.

Before he even got close, the door slammed shut, and the shop - owner hung up a "Closed" sign from the inside.

Throwing away the two pieces of melon in his hands, Qin Yu wiped his mouth and walked to the adjacent store with a grin.

"Boss, do you have bras in my size?"

Bang!

An ashtray flew out and hit Qin Yu right on the forehead.

"Guess not. How about thongs?"

Bang!

Just as Qin Yu was causing trouble among the neighbors, a steamed bun suddenly flew over from afar and hit the back of Qin Yu's head.

"Who! Who's so unethical! Sneaking up on an old - timer like me who's only in his teens!"

Attacked, Qin Yu quickly turned around and saw Yuli standing in the distance, looking helplessly at him.

"Can't you do something useful? Running around here causing trouble again! Watch out or the security team will arrest you!"

"Hehe! They can't catch up with me!"

"You... You really are hopeless."

Looking at the self - satisfied Qin Yu, Yuli's expression became even more helpless.

"I've heard of demons going crazy, getting stupid, or turning against their kin when they grow up, but I've never heard of a demon growing up to be such a pest!"

"Hehe! All thanks to your good 'teaching'. As the saying goes, 'One takes on the color of one's company'!"

"Qin Yu!"

"One takes on the traits of those around you!"

"Go to hell!"

On the street, the familiar chase began again.

But usually, it was the shop - owners chasing Qin Yu to beat him up. This time, it was Yuli.