If the sloppy Taoist priest is a fighter in a strange flower, then Jiang Feng is in extreme stark contrast to it.

The exquisite dress, the handsome face like a knife, and the lazy temperament undoubtedly instantly attracted the attention of everyone, especially women.

It is precisely because of this attention that they have an indescribable curiosity about the fact that two people with very different styles can sit together, because no one can see that such two people can never be friends.

Perhaps because the nearly half a million dollars in cash stacked on the table by the sloppy Taoist priest worked, the wine was quickly delivered.

The sloppy Taoist priest grinned at it, and there was a painful expression.

"With so much cash, it looks like I shouldn't have a problem drinking two more bottles." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

"Your idea is not right, my money is not blown by the wind, besides, whether I have more money or less money is my own business, but it has nothing to do with your half a dime...... Well, count you on a bottle, no more." The sloppy Taoist priest almost screamed when he heard Jiang Feng's words.

It was as if Jiang Feng was not going to drink wine, but to drink his blood.

"There are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, how can one bottle be enough, but seeing that you seem to be very distressed, then I will barely drink four or five bottles." Jiang Feng said with a look of consideration for others.

"Eight thousand eight bottles, how much is four or five bottles, God, don't drink alcohol, just draw my blood and drink it." The sloppy Taoist priest wailed, and said bitterly: "I really don't want to know you, this guy, it's really killing me."

"Oh, so you remember me." Jiang Feng's eyes raised slightly, and he said lightly.

Who else could there be but the immeasurable king?

Wang Daoren was stunned for a moment, and said with a bitter face: "You did it on purpose, right?"

"When old friends meet, it's inevitable to say something like this, let's talk about it, what are you doing in Yuzhou?" Jiang Feng said.

Wang Daoren's small eyes turned around, and he grinned: "I heard that there are many beautiful women in Yuzhou, and the food is also good, so I came."

"Waiter, ten more bottles of wine." Jiang Feng didn't say a word, turned his head and beckoned to the waiter.

"Slow, slow down, whoever dares to serve wine will smash this restaurant." Wang Daoren stood up and roared at the top of his voice.

The diners in the restaurant burst into laughter, and suddenly felt that this guy was really funny, even those beautiful waiters couldn't help laughing, if it weren't for the regulations in the restaurant to pay attention to words and deeds, it is estimated that they would have to laugh and tremble.

Wang Daoren didn't have the slightest sense of losing his face, he stared at Jiang Feng with his eyes, and said, "Little guy, it looks like you're going to eat me, right?"

Jiang Feng smiled lightly: "Be honest, I naturally won't let you bleed heavily."

"But you kid is clearly uneasy and kind." The kings shouted.

"Whether I'm at ease or not depends on what you think." Jiang Feng said disappreciatively, but this was tantamount to admitting it.

Wang Daoren pondered for a while, sat down with his face drooping, drank a few sips of stuffy wine, and said: "There are many people here, and it is inconvenient to speak, so when I finish eating and drinking, I will find a place to talk."

"Okay." Jiang Feng replied.

It was obvious that this royal man was not an honest person, and when he said such a thing, he was obviously deliberately trying to delay time, but Jiang Feng didn't think that he could play any tricks under his nose.

The king eats meat and drinks a lot of wine, and his face is full of oil, and he is vicious, as if he is not eating, but eating people.

Jiang Feng just drank wine, drinking very slowly, but unconsciously, two bottles of wine entered his stomach, of course, this was under the premise that the royal people kept giving Jiang Feng a look and grabbing the wine to drink.

There is a big table full of dishes, none of which are vegetarian dishes, such a weight, it is estimated that even seven or eight people may not be able to eat them, but the royal Taoist is like a starving ghost reincarnated, not only all of them are eaten, but even the soup at the bottom of the plate is drunk cleanly, not to mention the red wine, looking at the posture of the royal Taoist person, he looks like he can't put some water in the empty bottle and snort the bottle.

But the more high-end the restaurant, even if the food is delicious, what the guests eat is often not the food, but a mood or style, it can be said that since the opening of Hongsheng Restaurant, I have never seen such guests.

Wang Daoren said by example, gave a vivid lesson to all the restaurant waiters, and in the end directly alarmed the manager of the restaurant, if it were not for the stack of cash on the table of Wang Daoren, a pair of uncles who were not bad for money, such a guest, it is difficult not to make people doubt whether he has the ability to pay.

Wang Daoren had a great appetite, and the rest of the diners almost all forgot to eat, and looked here with big eyes one by one, and they were amazed and amazed while watching.

There are even more people staring at Wang Daoren's stomach, trying to see clearly how he stuffed this table full of dishes, but unfortunately Wang Daoren's stomach is like a bottomless pit, clearly eating so many things, but his stomach is as dry and flat as ever.

This can't help but make some ladies very envious and jealous, no matter what they eat, they are calculated and restrained, lest they accidentally destroy the perfect body by excess calories, but no matter how restrained, they will even drink a glass of cold water to gain weight, and the exquisite appearance and makeup can be described as a stomach full of bitter water.

If it weren't for the fact that the timing was not suitable, some women couldn't help but come forward to ask Wang Daoren how to eat so much without gaining weight.

All in all, the king of the road has become the focus of attention, and some of them who were originally interested in Jiang Feng. [,!] eyes were successively shifted to the body of the king.

"Toothpicks." After eating and drinking, Wang Daoren said loudly.

The waiter handed over the toothpick, handed over the consumption list by the way, and said softly: "This gentleman, you have spent a total of 183,850, do you pay by credit card or cash?"

"Don't call me sir, call me Daoye." The royal people are extremely dissatisfied.

"Okay, Daoye." The waiter hurriedly changed the address.

"The dish is a little salty?" Wang Daoren picked his teeth and said slowly.

"Thank you for your advice, we will try to improve in the future." The waiter couldn't figure out how Wang Daoren could suddenly say such a thing, but he still responded very politely.

"It's a little bit less." Wang Daoren said to himself as if he hadn't heard what the waiter was saying.

The corners of the waiter's mouth twitched, and before he could speak, he heard Wang Daoren say again: "The rice is a little hard, the red wine has been mixed with water, the waiter looks down on people, I am quite dissatisfied with this meal, I can't swallow it at all, I swear I have never eaten such a bad meal in my life, are you sure it is not used to feed the pigs?"

The waiter was about to convulse, thinking to himself that if you can't swallow it, who will eat this big table of dishes, and you say that this meal is for feeding the pigs, then what have you become of yourself?

But at this time, the waiter finally understood that Wang Daoren was deliberately making trouble, and looked at the hotel manager for help.

"What do you see, what kind of eyes, do you think I can't pay or what's the matter?" Wang Daoren shouted, spoke, picked up a stack of money and slapped it on the table, and the slapping sounded.

The waiter couldn't bear it and hurriedly said no.

"The food is so unpalatable, the service level is so poor, I complain about a sentence or two, you still have a temper, I sue you, that is, Dao Ye I have a good temper, change to a grumpy one, then don't have big ears to greet you, and if you are irritable, this restaurant will have to be smashed." The king poured beans like a bean, crackling and talking.

"Daoye-" The waiter was going to be cried by the king.

"Don't call me, I'm just mentioning a little bit of Jianyì, the customer is God, don't you understand? Okay, it doesn't make sense to tell you, I'll go to the bathroom first." Wang Daoren put on a straight face and got up as he spoke.

"I'll go back when I'm done." Jiang Feng said lightly.

"The money is here, you just take the checkout, what is the relationship between you and me, will I still believe you?" The royal people were quite unhappy.

"I said, I'll go back when I've settled the bill." Jiang Feng said again, already displeased.

What kind of person is this royal man, although Jiang Feng doesn't know much, but that time in the sinkhole, this guy was blatantly making money from the dead, which shows this person's character.

Moreover, that stack of money looked quite bluffing, but Jiang Feng couldn't see that except for the first one was real money, the rest were cut paper.

In other words, this stack of money, that is, about five thousand yuan, Wang Daoren wants to use the bathroom to open and make him a big wrongdoer here, how can Jiang Feng not get angry.

Wang Daoren's eyes rolled around a few times, and he said with a bitter face: "I said buddy, I really can't hold it back, can't you take the money to settle the bill?"

Jiang Feng looked at each other coldly, the murderous intent loomed in his eyes, he didn't mind the royal Daoist playing small tricks, because those small tricks never escaped his eyes, but if the royal Daoist wanted to be self-righteous and treat him as a fool, he wouldn't mind killing him at all!

Touching Jiang Feng's cold gaze, Wang Dao's heart trembled quietly, he knew that he couldn't get away with it this time, Jiang Feng's eyes were too sharp, and at a certain moment, he thought that Jiang Feng was going to kill him on the spot.

Although Wang Daoren was a little reluctant, but Jiang Feng said this, he knew that no matter how reluctant he was, there was no way, and he had to settle the account first.

"Count you ruthless!" Wang Daoren was unwilling to break his thoughts, but he had to go to the checkout, not with the cash on the table, but by swiping the card, after a period of pain, Wang Daoren threw the stacks of money on the table into the cloth bag he carried, and sighed: "Okay, this is a night back to before liberation."

The two left under the gaze of the whole restaurant, and the car driven by Jiang Feng was parked outside, and when they walked out of the restaurant, Jiang Feng beckoned Wang Daoren to get in the car and drove away.

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