Not long after the demon fighters left, the door was opened again, and the short and fat landlord came in.
His chubby face was contorted in anger, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils contracted to the size of a needle.
"Damn b * stard, what on earth have you done? why did you attract those demons of the demon-subduing troop?"
The landlord's face was full of anger, and he was as fierce as a Mad Lion, as if he was about to devour people.
Looking at his current appearance and thinking of his previous submissive behavior, it seemed like he was not the same person at all.
He was transferring the humiliation he had suffered earlier to Hawk, and it was the kind that was worse.
"You dirty thing, a farmer who only knows how to roll around in a Pigpen, an idiot who only knows how to daydream every day.
Now pack up your trash and get out of here immediately, the faster the better!"
Tang Zhen suddenly smiled when he saw the Furious landlord.