"Hahaha! My beautiful girl, that kid's wine money, see how the master asks for it!" The fat man got up from the chair drunk, staggered and pointed to the half-hidden screen, waved his hand and laughed.

"Giggles, that little woman is here to thank Mr. Qian!" Nalan Yan covered his mouth and smiled, shy, charming, and let it show it vividly for a while!

Lan Ziyang and the others looked at the 'high-spirited' Qian fat man who was holding the beauty willow waist and walking towards the screen, and they all shook their heads and followed!

Looking at the delicate screen, Lan Ziyang and the others behind Qian Fatzi became a little uneasy for a while, thinking that something big would happen later, so they hurriedly persuaded him.

"Fat man, how can I have a sense of foreboding!"

"Oh, I have it too! Fat man, I don't know if I'm drunk, I always feel like Pandora's treasure box inside this screen!"

"Cut! I haven't seen you do things like this, we have so many people, are you afraid that his poor boy will not succeed?"

Looking at the young man in cloth who was drinking wine indifferently and looking out the window, the fat man Qian joked with interest: "Hehe, you are the poor boy who only drinks and doesn't give money! You even dare not pay for my sister Nalan's wine, how dare you kid grow a little guts!"

"Eh, Brother Zixuan, don't you think the young man who drank is a little familiar?" Lan Ziyang looked at the back of the young man in cloth who was quietly sipping fine wine, and felt as if he had seen it somewhere for a while.

"Hmm~" Mei Zixuan pondered for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded. "Brother Ziyang, listening to what you say, this young man is indeed very similar to a person!"

"Who?" Qin Heng looked at Lan Ziyang and the others with a confused expression.

I only heard Mei Zixuan and the two of them say in unison: "Buyi, dust, Brother Zhang?"

"Uh! You poor sour boy, you Uncle Qian, I'll talk to you! Do you want to taste your Uncle Qian's fist?"

Looking at the cloth-clothed young man who ignored him, the fat man Qian was angry, and under the strength of this wine, the fat man was even more angry! As he spoke, he waved his fist at the young man in cloth.

Looking at the fat man who had already done it, Mei Zixuan and the others hurriedly stretched out their hands to half-cover their eyes!

only heard the sound of "bang!", and the fat man was pressed to the ground by a purple-gold palm!

For a while, no matter how the fat man struggled, he couldn't break free of that purple-gold palm!

"your grandma! Hurry up and let me go, or don't blame me for bullying too much!"

"Hehe~" I only heard the young man in cloth smile lightly, Xianfeng and the others lit up for a while, and their hearts were extremely happy!

"Poor boy, are you deaf or dumb, is what I said useless, Uncle Qian?" Under the purple-gold handprint, the fat man who only cared about struggling for a while continued to scold.

"Uh~" Looking at the appearance of the second ancestor of Qian Fatzi, Mei Zixuan and the others were speechless for a while. What is this called? This is called not doing or dying!

"Huh. After the cloth-clothed young man drank all the wine in the cup, he smiled indifferently, turned around slowly, and said to Xianfeng and the others. "Hehe, long time no see!"

Mei Zixuan and the others clenched their fists and laughed when they heard this: "Hahaha! Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time! We can't see through your current strength at all!"

"Hmm, Brother Zhang?" The fat man was stunned for a moment when he was pressed to the ground by Zhang Ji's combat skills, and then he thought of who Brother Zhang was in their mouths! For a while, the cold sweat on his face was called a sweat like rain! And the thick drunkenness dissipated in an instant! "Eh~ I, I won't be so unlucky!"

Looking at the fat man who was tense for a while, as if he had eaten a fly, Zhang Jishan shook his head and looked at the fat man and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's really a dog that can't change eating! Dead fat man, didn't Uncle Xiao tell you to settle down before letting you wander around?"

"Uh~"

Zhang Jishan looked at the fat man's appearance of pretending to be stupid, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Hehe, it seems that you didn't take the words of the little uncle to heart! Don't talk about your master, even your little uncle and my face have been lost by you! Today, you met me, if you are a disciple of other sects, do you think you can be good today?"

"You~You~" Qian Fat Man is not stupid, hearing Zhang Jishan say this, how could he not know that he had fallen into Zhang Jishan's trap!"You fucking thought I would come here, that's why I asked Sister Nalan to cooperate with you in such a play!"

"Hehe~"

Mei Zixuan and the others looked at Zhang Jishan's faint smile, and for a while, their spine couldn't help but cool!

"You're still fucking fat, have you forgotten the rules of the sect again?"

The fat man wanted to change his words and apologize, but he saw one big fist after another smashing into his face!

"Whew!Wow!Wow!" For a while, the fat man Qian was pressed to the ground by Zhang Jishan and rubbed hard, but he didn't dare to fight back, and he didn't dare to scold!

Qian Fatman's careful thinking naturally couldn't escape Zhang Jishan's eyes! Looking at Qian Fatty's appearance of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, the corners of Zhang Jishan's mouth curled, as if he had thought of some good idea!

I thought that Zhang Jishan, who had stopped, had vented the anger in his heart, but when he saw Zhang Jishan release a "vomiting stinger?? Swollen and σ⊥ not like a saddle. Bluffing, greying. ⌒ ∈ astatine playing, art and thumb astatine playing∥ to play with the arm of Huan Yi, and play with the arm of Huan Yi

"Hmph! Some people are too spoiled by their parents and too much loved by their masters! They think that they are masters everywhere, and if this bad disease is not cured, they will definitely be poked out of a big basket in the future! If you suffer a little now, you will be less beaten in the future! lest you lose your own life!"

I saw that Zhang Jishan's face was cold, and with a flick of his fingers, he fed a trace of "vomiting pelicans" and swollen milk mounds. Swollen and pure, the thumb is like a hoof

"Hehe, Brother Lan, Brother Xianfeng go, let's drink!" No matter how the fat man roared, Zhang Jishan didn't seem to hear it, and took Lan Ziyang and Xianfeng's shoulders on his shoulders, and walked towards the place where they were drinking before.

After three rounds of drinking, looking at the heart-rending fat man in pain, Lan Ziyang finally couldn't help but speak: "Brother Zhang, or you will kill the fat man's body. The timber is camproom, and the man is about to be drought

"Hehe, Brother Lan, do you really think that Brother Zhang is punishing the dead fat man?" Looking at Lan Ziyang, who pleaded for the fat man, Mei Zixuan shook his head and smiled.

Lan Ziyang was puzzled when he heard this, so he asked curiously, "Oh, Brother Zixuan, what do you mean?"

"Hehe, Brother Zhang is here to teach the dead fat man a lesson! But the most important thing is to dispel the fire poison in his body!"

"Fire poison?"

"Perhaps, the dead fat man himself doesn't know, because he casts day and night?? Fortunately, Yan Xin said that the mole cormorant curtain was a thorn

Qin Heng was a little speechless for a while when he heard this, is this torturing people? Or is it giving people a way to remove poison? This is really the first time I have seen such a way to remove poison!

But looking at the scolding, although he was yelling, although he was scolding, he did not ask Zhang Jishan to put the "swollen cherry" in his body, and he apologized for the collapse of the torture mirror, and he was sly and cunning, and he was in danger, and he was in danger, and he was scared of his milk, and he was stunned and Γ

"Hehe, Brother Qin! Do you think that a person can become a martial arts powerhouse just by virtue of his talent? This dead fat man's refining qualifications can only be regarded as middle and upper-grade! But it is because of the sweat behind him that he has become a spirit-level god in the shortest possible time since the establishment of the Instrument Pavilion

When Mei Zixuan was talking about money and fat, he himself was deeply touched!

As the eldest son of the head of the Mei family, the second family in Wanzhou City, and as the fiancé of the daughter of the head of the Lin family of the first family, he only has the cultivation qualifications of an ordinary person!

However, because of this, he gave up on himself and became the second ancestor who relied on his family background to do misdeeds! On the contrary, he was very glad that he was able to cultivate!

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that he can overcome one difficulty after another and become a genius who is not inferior to the hundred heroes of Wancheng!

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this that Lin Wan'er will never abandon him!

Lan Ziyang looked at the fat man who was still struggling and screaming, gently took a sip of the wine in the cup, and said with a smile with a flickering eye: "Hehe, what Brother Zixuan said is right! There is no genius in this world, only the stupid boy who is sweating behind his back!"

After a long time, the roar of the fat man became smaller and smaller. And the floor around it also showed the color of charcoal! It can be seen how much fire poison it absorbed indirectly or directly because of its selfless refining!

"Zhang~" The fat man slowly stood up from the ground, arched his hand and wanted to speak, but seemed to think of something, and said respectfully. "Ze Yan, thank you Uncle Xiao for the grace of removing poison!"

"Hehe~ You dead fat man, when did you know how to count etiquette like this?" Zhang Jishan looked at the fat man who was extremely respectful for a while, and the corners of his mouth were cold and pretended to be angry. "I remember that you said a lot of bad things about me behind my back!"

"Eh~ It's all Zeyan who is young and ignorant, if there is anything wrong before, please don't blame Uncle Xiao!" Seeing this, Qian Fat Man hurriedly said respectfully.

"Hahaha!"

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but laugh!

"I said dead fatty, you can't hear that Brother Zhang is joking with you!"

"Don't say it, Brother Zhang's method is really good! First, it can dispel poison, and second, it can transform people's virtues! It's really the best of both worlds!"

"Eh~ you, you?" Looking at the crowd who laughed for a while, the fat man instantly understood, it turned out that he had been tricked again!

wanted to scold, but was preempted by Zhang Jishan!

"Hey, you fat man, since your injuries are healed, why don't you drink two glasses! If you hesitate any longer, we will drink all this wine!"

I have to say that the fat man's heart is really big, and he is indeed a person who can be befriended!

As soon as he heard the wine, he threw all the previous scenes out of the sky! He scolded: ", how much wine did you drink when I was in pain? No, you can't drink anymore, these are my wines!"