Chapter 387: Destroying the Poison Factory 8
"Huh? The hero spares his life, spares his life, misunderstanding, it is definitely a misunderstanding, brother, uncle, can we talk? "The big black man begged for mercy!
Yang Chaoran took a few steps back, instantly disassembled the pistol into a pile of parts, and flew out with a casual swing.
"There's no need to talk about it, we never knew each other!"
Yang Chaoran turned around and went out.
Well, I used the soap here, and it smelled good and comfortable, so I walked up.
As soon as he walked to the door, the big black man hurriedly caught up, "Big brother, big brother, go slowly, little brother has something to ask for!" β
Yang Chaoran looked back and saw that it was a big black man: "This uncle, you and I have never known each other in life, what do you have to say?" β
The big man laughed thiefly: "Shhh, uncle, you can't leave!" β
looked at Yang Chaoran flatteringly, and pointed outside with his hand: "The imperial army has blocked the city gate, how do you go?" Brother, come on, have a drink! β
Yang Chaoran thought about it, yes, drink a glass of wine and drink a glass, anyway, you can't rush to the street, wait a while and ask about the devil.
"Please!"
The black man was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted in front: "Erxizi, little brain, bench, go, hurry up and get a table of banquet for the three masters!" β
It seemed that he was a regular customer, and there was an uproar, and someone really came, so he promised and went to the banquet again.
Arrived at a luxurious room and sat down.
There are only two of them.
Here, like a windmill, tea, cold dishes, and white wine were delivered, and it was said again that there were hot dishes ready to go.
Yang Chaoran picked up the wine and irrigated it several times.
"Good wine!"
When the black man saw it, he was infected: "Brother, you are so skilled, over the years, I have been flying on the grass and walking on the rivers and lakes for so long, I have not been able to do this, you are so young, so thin, you are actually a master of one top one, and you have subdued my number one bodyguard Black King Kong, it is really amazing, I don't know each other if I don't fight!" β
Yang Chaoran put down the wine jar: Flying on the grass? β
Grass Shang Fei smiled: "It's down, brother has also heard of it?" β
Yang Chaoran shook his head: "No, I really haven't heard of it!" β
Grass Fei's face was slightly embarrassed: "I'm afraid my brother is from out of town, right?" However, brother, I advise you, the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, don't celebrate the holiday with our brothers, we can actually still be friends, after all, we rely on friends to go out. β
Yang Chaoran didn't want to beep so much with a Jianghu grass: "Drink!" β
Cao Shangfei smiled: "You, brother didn't mean you, you are really a class axe, little brother, I can't do anything else, but we are drunkards when we drink, we are wine fairies!" Drink it for seven or eight days, five or six jars of wine, and pour it all into it! Ha ha! Good poetry, good poetry, right? β
Yang Chaoran grabbed a plate of meat and vegetables and swept it away.
The battle in the poison gas factory consumes too much, not only physical strength, but also mental.
"Brother, okay, I like your bold personality the most, come on, do we want to gamble?" Flying grass said.
Yang Chaoran nodded, "Please!" β
Cao Shangfei immediately picked up another wine jar and drank it with a bang.
In one breath, he drank half of the heavy wine.
Yang Chaoran gave a thumbs up: "You win, fly on the grass!" β
Flying on the grass was very proud, and laughed: "Just know, I have never missed a gambling and drinking on the grass!" How about it, little brother, report your name, let's get drunk and rest? β
Yang Chaoran smiled faintly: "My name is Yang Chaoran." β
The grass flew for a moment, and suddenly laughed wildly.
I laughed and coughed all the time, and even the wine I had just drunk squirted out a lot.
Yang Chaoran waited for him to finish laughing: "What do you mean?" Isn't it funny? β
Cao Shangfei said: "It's funny, it's so funny, you are a reckless thief who walks alone in the water, and you actually have the same name and surname as a famous hero, isn't it ridiculous?" I don't know, I thought you were drunk. β
Yang Chaoran pretended to be very naΓ―ve: "Which one?" β
Cao Shangfei stopped laughing and became serious: "Yang Chaoran, the people on the side of the Eighth Route Army, one person, with a group of recruits, have repeatedly inflicted heavy losses on the Orientals, killed thousands of people in the mouth of the black wolf, and successively destroyed a wing and an infantry brigade of the Orientals in Yucun and Huaide County, and I heard that they also destroyed a special force of the Orientals, that is really a sacred existence!" Isn't it ridiculous that you have the same name as someone else? β
Yang Chaoran was quite surprised: "Listen to the tone, you admire Yang Chaoran very much?" β
Cao Shangfei gave a thumbs up: "My idol, in my life, there are not many people I admire, and he is one of them!" β
Yang Chaoran smiled: "What's the big deal about that?" There are so many people I admire, he doesn't look at it at all! β
The grass flew in a hurry: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll turn my face with you!" β
The two of them drank wine and ate vegetables at the same time, and after a while, all kinds of hot dishes came up one after another, and the two of them ate happily.
"Hey, that doorman was knocked unconscious by me and left in the house over there, your brother is going to deal with it?" Yang Chaoran said.
Cao Shangfei shook his head and sighed: "Okay, but, brother, although you are powerful, but you shoot everywhere, it's a bit of a thing, as the saying goes, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, and that mommy little cabbage is my dish, you are not allowed to move in the future, brother can find someone else for you." β
Yang Chaoran smiled: "I'm just here to take a bath!" β
was eating and drinking, and a person came in, looking like a white-faced scholar, muttering in his ear to the grass.
"Oops!"
Flying on the grass looked nervous.
The white-faced scholar looked at Yang Chaoran with contempt, and his hand touched his waist.
Cao Shangfei stood up with a grim expression: "Brother, I invited you to drink wine and eat meat, and I didn't treat you badly, right?" Now, brother, please go on your way, you will not blame me! I fly on the grass to have clear grievances, and those who dare to touch one of my little fingers will never let go! I won't treat you badly, eat and drink enough, and go on your way! β
Kusakami picked up the pistol.
The white-faced scholar's eyes were cold, "Tsk, a little thief, with a few taels of brute force, he actually dares to shout with our big brother on the grass, that is your own death, come on, I will let you die in vain with my white hand flying needle Lao Yidong, the two of us have a trick, you will die without regrets!" β
Yang Chaoran sat still: "Hey, flying on the grass, your heart is really small, and now you want to kill me?" The little devils are tyrannical and cruel and non-toxic, and we Chinese should unite to resist the war, instead of killing each other! β
The white-faced scholar flipped his wrist, raised two daggers, and approached Yang Chaoran step by step: "Don't talk nonsense, it's time for you to hit the road!" β
Yang Chaoran sat still.
When he arrived, Lao Yidong suddenly attacked Yang Chaoran and killed him.
It's lightning fast!
Flying on the grass couldn't help but shout: "Okay! β
Rumble! A white shadow flew out!
Officially white-faced scholar Lao Yidong.
He hit the wall and bounced back, but he actually landed on the ground lightly, his face pale and annoyed: "Hehe, master, this speed is amazing, compared to my senior brother Su Tengyun!" β
He pinned the dagger to his waist, grabbed it with his hand, and shook it at Yang Chaoran: "You die by yourself, don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!" β