Chapter 773: The Water of the Yellow River Comes from the Sky
Xie Sanbiao drank several large glasses of wine in a row, and he had already drunk seven meat and eight vegetables, and he couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south. His face was purple, he held on to the table, walked to Ren Wujian Bafang, put his arms around his shoulders, and said, "It doesn't matter what you do, drink, sit down and drink." β
As soon as he spoke, Ren Wujian smelled a foul smell from the other party's mouth, his eyes were full of stars, his brain was almost short-circuited, and he quickly pushed Xie Sanbiao away with both hands.
Under the push, Xie Sanbiao's steps were unsteady, and his stomach was even more upside down, and he wanted to vomit.
said that it was too late, it was fast, and I saw Ren Wujian leaning in all directions, like a vicious dog pounced, and pounced out regardless of it, and the abrasions on his arms rubbed the ground again, and he grinned in pain, and the wolf was unbearable.
I only heard Xie Sanbiao's "vomit", and spit out a puddle of filth in his mouth, which was fishy.
Lin Junfeng was full of poetry, covered his nose and said: "The water of the Yellow River, the sky ...... Come up, Brother Biao's magnificence spit out, spit out the scene of the new society, and spit out a great future! β
The crow hurriedly asked people to help Xie Sanbiao into the house to rest, and left the two younger brothers to clean up the room.
Ren Wujian got up from the ground early, his face was full of anger, he muttered a lot, and kicked the sofa over, as if he was still full of anger that had not been vented, and he was panting heavily.
"Wa people?" The crow put down his glass and said, "Look at you like this, the wolf is unbearable, as if you have just escaped the battle in the tunnels, why don't you go to your consulate for something, what are you doing here?" β
As soon as they heard the crow say that the other party was from the Japanese country, everyone in the Night King's K hall put down the dishes and chopsticks, and those who were chatting happily stopped the topic one after another, turned around, and their eyes fell on Ren Wujian Bafang.
Ren Wujian Bafang suddenly gave a thumbs up to the crow, reversed the gesture, and said coldly: "Flying Bird Group, but that's it!" β
"Dog offal, what did you say?!" The taro jumped up, smashed the bottle, and strode over.
Seven or eight thugs followed, some followed suit, smashing wine bottles, and some were drunk and couldn't find the bottles, so they simply lifted their chairs.
The crow sneered and said, "Did you come here to find a beating?" β
Ren Wujian was hungry and cold all the way, and the wounds on his body were still hot and painful, knowing that now was not a good time to do it, he took out the battle book, handed it over, and said loudly: "Hand this war book to your regiment commander Tang Yulan, and according to the time agreed above, win or lose with your fists." β
Taro took it, glanced at Ren Wujian suspiciously, and snorted: "Another one who is not afraid of death, he even dares to challenge Commander Tang, and you can't even wear open crotch pants if you are careful." β
The leather monkey said with a hippie smile: "The head of the little Wa country is burned out." β
There was a wave of cynicism all around.
Ren Wujian knew that this was not a place to stay for a long time, and since the war book had been delivered, he said coldly: "I am waiting for you Tang Regiment Leader, big driver!" He turned around and walked towards the outside of the Night King's K hall.
Taro handed the book of war to the crow and said, "Brother crow, open it and take a look, what is written in it?" β
Several people leaned behind them, poked their heads forward, and talked nonsense.
After all this commotion, their drinking strength also went down a lot, and fatigue hit, and they kept yawning.
The crow unfolded the war book, was directly dumbfounded, and exclaimed: "What kind of bullshit is written here, who knows it?!" β
Bastards, you look at me, I look at you, staring at each other and shaking his head.
Zhao Guangli stretched his neck hard to see that some of the words on it looked like reptiles, some like iron hooks, and they were all written in Chinese, and occasionally a few traditional Chinese men couldn't see any meaning, yawning tiredly.
"Poof!"
The sound of a heavy object falling.
"What's going on?" The crow looked down and saw Zuo Shaohan lying on the ground with a chair, falling asleep, and the beer bottle in his hand rolled into the distance.
The crow put away the war book, waved his hand to signal everyone to disperse, and drove Zhao Guangli and the three to the arranged residence, and returned home early.
At the same time, Ren Wujian, who had just medicated the wound and was lying on the bed, kept sneezing and touching his forehead with his hand, which was a little hotter than usual.
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"Why are you sleeping on the couch again?" Tang Yulan got up, rubbed his stiff neck, and his eyes fell on the "Strange Dictionary of Strange Medicine" unfolded on the coffee table.
The content of the book is bizarre, and the text in the book is jerky and difficult to understand. Tang Yulan looked at this book, just like a primary school student looking at a college student's math problem, thinking to himself what kind of thing this is, strange, like a book from heaven.
Very boring to throw the book on the coffee table. After cooking two packets of instant noodles, gobbling them down into his stomach, he wiped his mouth and went out.
In the community, a young man and woman dressed as a couple, holding hands, walked together crookedly. A few young men ran out and clamored to go to the Internet cafΓ© to play a battle game. An old man in a gray cloth coat is pedaling a bicycle and selling tofu in the streets. There are also three little girls who are less than ten years old chasing and fighting, a lively scene.
Tang Yulan drove the car very slowly, for fear that the roar of the motor would disturb the group of people.
When I was about to arrive at the Flying Bird Group, the phone suddenly rang, and when I looked at the number, I didn't dare to slack off, so I quickly picked it up and said, "Dad, do you always have something to do with me?" β
"Am I old? You bastard boy, when will you take Xiao Qi and Xiao Hua home to see? I told you last time, and you didn't listen! On the other end of the phone, Tang Wenyuan said angrily.
"When I'm done with this, I'll go back." Tang Yulan's tone dropped by three points, and he said very softly.
"Busy, busy! You know busy! Little bunny, I don't blame you for your many things. But you hurry up and give birth to my grandson, I discussed it with your mother, while you can still walk, hurry up and pull the child up, our Tang family's excellent genes can't be cut off from you! β
Tang Yulan hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, the old man's words were too lethal, maybe he was killed and accidentally drove the car into the green belt.
"Hey, are you listening to me?"
Tang Yulan lit a cigarette and said unhurriedly: "Dad, didn't you just teach me last time?" Everything must be done step by step, pay attention to order, although the etiquette is cumbersome, but it cannot be wasted! β
"You knew you were going to talk back. Also, did you let Xiao Jin lie to me? β
Tang Yulan's old-fashioned and stern face appeared in the old man's mind, and he wondered: "Lying to you? Isn't Jin Fangrui very thoughtful? β
"That's why I doubt you." Tang Wenyuan's words sounded a little angry on the surface, but when he listened carefully, he was more proud.
On the phone, a voice continued to come, "Sue sΓΉ you, my eyes are very poisonous!" When I have time, I quickly brought my daughter-in-law back and handled the marriage! β
Tang Yulan was confused, and just wanted to ask, but the other party had already hung up the phone.