Supreme Agent Pretty President

After returning home, Chen Yang took a beautiful bath.

The next day, when the sun was high, Chen Yang opened his eyes from the bed.

He took a look at the phone, and Lin Ruotong actually played several voices for him, and Chen Yang clicked on one of them casually.

"Chen Yang, where did you die? Do you know that I was attacked? Do you still want to be a bodyguard?"

Lin Ruotong's tough voice came out from the loudspeaker, Chen Yang couldn't help but smile when he thought of this little girl's frantic look.

After getting up and grooming, Chen Yang decided to have a wonderful breakfast.

He was strolling on the street. At this point, people got up and went to work. There were so many pedestrians on the street, many of them were carrying a pancake fruit and a cup of soy milk or porridge in their hands.

Seeing them rushing along the way, Chen Yang was really puzzled. He couldn't figure out what important work these people were doing, so that they didn't have time to sit down and have a quiet breakfast.

However, soon Chen Yang knew one of the reasons - that is, he strolled most of the street, and only saw a breakfast shop where customers could sit down and eat.

During this time period, the breakfast shop was already crowded with people, and it was too crowded.

If you really want to have a breakfast here, even if you can't do it every half hour?
I don't know if Chen Yang was lucky, as soon as he served his own breakfast, the couple on the small table at the door finished eating.

So Chen Yang happily picked up a seat.

Let's just say, the breakfast here is quite good, Chen Yang ate two deep-fried dough sticks in one go.

But while eating, suddenly there was an unpleasant smell from the side.

"What smell is this? It's too fucking bad!"

"Fuck! I'm going to throw up, can I do this!"

……

The customers shouted one after another, and the already lively breakfast stand suddenly became even more lively.

"It does smell bad."

Chen Yang couldn't help but frowned.

"Where did this little beggar come from!"

At this moment, a high-pitched voice sounded near Chen Yang.

Chen Yang raised his head to take a look, and suddenly saw a thin figure standing in front of the breakfast shop.

This is a child, who looks about seven or eight years old, his body is dirty, his hair is scruffy, as if it hasn't been washed in months, and it's all knotted, and the disgusting smell just now The smell came from this little boy.

The appearance of this beggar-like little boy naturally aroused everyone's dissatisfaction.

Someone tried to drive the little boy away, but he didn't move, his eyes were fixed on the breakfast on other people's tables.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yang instantly understood the little boy's intentions, he smiled and said to the little boy: "Little friend, come, uncle will give you something to eat."

As he spoke, Chen Yang picked up the deep-fried dough sticks on his plate and shook them gently.

However, the little boy in front of him did not run over happily as Chen Yang thought. He stood there as if he had not heard what Chen Yang said, maintaining the same posture and eyes as before, motionless. Staring at breakfast on someone else's table.

Animals generally have their own space when eating, and humans are no exception.

Even in a restaurant, if a person is stared at like this when eating, he will feel uncomfortable.

Not to mention the way it is now.

Immediately, the table of guests stared at by the little boy couldn't bear it anymore.

"Go away, go away, it's really unlucky to meet such a little beggar here early in the morning, it's disgusting!"

The guests got up to check out and left cursing, as if they disliked the little boy for being too dirty, they didn't even take away the leftover breakfast on the table.

The little boy who was standing there saw that someone had finished eating, and his eyes lit up.

He didn't speak, and ran directly to the table of the person who left the table, picked up the bowl that the other person put on the table, and drank the remaining half bowl of porridge without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, the guests eating around couldn't help but look at the bowls in front of them.

"Damn it! This little beggar drank it straight from the bowl. He must have tasted my bowl!"

"Nimma, I lost my appetite in an instant, the boss pays the bill!"

……

The guests started to make a fuss, cursing and cursing one after another.

And the little boy acted as if no one was there, as if he hadn't heard it, he reached out to grab half of the deep-fried dough sticks on the plate.

"Snapped!"

However, at this moment, there was a crisp sound, and a stick hit the little boy's hand hard, causing him to withdraw his hand immediately in pain.

"You little beggar, you dare to grab and eat at my old lady's stall when you are so dirty, you are tired of work."

Such a sudden and sturdy voice instantly suppressed the voices of all the customers around.

Everyone turned their eyes to the voice.

I saw a middle-aged woman with a red apron, five big and three thick, holding a cane-like stick, standing in front of the little boy with her waist pinched.

Obviously, this middle-aged woman is the owner of this breakfast shop.

Seeing the boss coming forward, the guests all booed and said: "Madam boss, you have to take care of this. If you don't care about this, I won't dare to come to your place for dinner in the future. What if I get sick after eating?" ?”

"That's right, this kid is so dirty, it's like falling into a slop bucket, who can bear it!"

"Yes, teach him a good lesson and let him remember it long. I feel sick when I think about it now."

Customers talk to each other, the more they talk, the more ferocious the proprietress's fat face becomes.

She said angrily: "Little beggar, you see that you offended my mother's customer, today I must teach you a good lesson!"

Saying that, the proprietress of the breakfast shop picked up the wooden stick in her hand, and hit the little boy on the body.

The little boy was beaten by the proprietress and ran all over the place, but the direction he ran was not far away, but into the breakfast shop.

All of a sudden, the whole breakfast shop became agitated.

Chen Yang sat in his seat. He didn't take the initiative to do anything. The situation in front of him told him that this matter must not be as simple as he saw.

"Oh!"

"Hoohoo!"

Just when Chen Yang was in a daze, two loud noises suddenly sounded.

Chen Yang came back to his senses and quickly looked towards the place where the sound came from. He saw that less than one meter away from Chen Yang, the little boy had fallen to the ground. It seemed that he knocked over a table , Sprinkled all over him with soup.