Abstract Cultivation World: I Really Didn't Want to Smoke This

My name is Qin Mo. I came to the world of immortality after being stabbed 18 times for no apparent reason. Here, a strange old man taught me this strange technique. From then on, I never allowed anyone to speak loudly to me again. "Are you still selling this sweet-scented osmanthus cake? How many times have I called you? Believe it or not, I will give you a bad review." "No, no, no, no, sir, I will give you a coupon for 50% off when you spend 50% or more. I hope you won't be angry." "That's pretty much it. Let me tell you, I know your store manager. If you make me angry, be careful and I will ask him to fire you." Qin Mo looked at the aunt who was asking for coupons for the eighth time this week. He took deep breaths and told himself that working to pay off debts was the most important thing. But she looked at the child next to her who was touching the display with a small black hand, and the middle-aged man who was smoking while leaning against the no-smoking sign and not forgetting to harass the female customers passing by. Look at this weird family looking for trouble. No, this is a fucking job for me! Qin Mo threw away the clothes with store manager written on them. You are lucky, I do not hit women and children, but unfortunately, this woman is not a child, and this child is not a woman. Eat the anger of my workers with one blow! ! ! ! "Hey, hey, help! Someone is killing someone here!!!"