Xia Di touched his nose and asked, "What about her now?" ”

"That's it ahead. ”

The middle-aged woman pointed to the room leading to the hall, and then looked at Xia Di with a blank eye, as if she had no intention of going over.

Xia Di didn't bother to complain, and walked quickly.

Walking through the door, Xia Di arrived at a spacious hall.

In the center of the hall was a large square table, with two groups of people standing in front of and behind them.

Xia Di took a closer look and found that these people were all prostitutes.

And the reason why they are divided into two piles seems to be because there is a person with the momentum of ruling the world in front of them.

One is a girl wearing a black adventure suit, green hair and a single ponytail, and a drunken face.

The other is a middle-aged uncle with yellow hair, wine burps, and red eyes.

The former is Kailu, and the latter Xia Di also recognizes.

He was none other than Milt, the owner of the Good Luck Inn.

“…… Milt? Why is he here? Xia Di said in surprise.

In front of Xia Di, the girl and the middle-aged uncle stared at each other angrily, and their surroundings were filled with a tense atmosphere.

"Hmph, chick, even if you bring down that group of trash, don't try to snatch any woman from me!" Milt hiccuped and slapped his hands on the table, "Girls, tell me about my title!" ”

"Milt, the king of guns! Milt, the king of guns! The prostitute behind him began to scream.

"Not that title! Change one! ”

"The myth of never being drunk!"

"yes, yes."

Milt's eyes were misty, his face was flushed, and he was obviously very drunk.

And the other side.

"Stupid, do you think I'm going to be so bad at drinking in addition to being particularly good at fighting!" Kayilu lifted one leg and straddled the table, "The girls in this shop are mine!" The beauty, the wine, and the food are all mine! ”

"Wow, Lady Kayiru is so handsome!"

"I'm getting hooked on you! Kayiru-sama! The prostitutes behind the girl also began to cheer.

This, this, this...... What are you doing?

Xia Di looked confused.

"Hmph, then let me see what you do." Milt snapped his fingers unconvinced.

"That's what I mean!"

Aware of the change in atmosphere, the prostitutes on both sides stopped their noise, and they immediately went to the cabinet in the hall, took out the unopened wine from the cabinet, and placed it on the table separated from them, one by one.

In less than a moment, except for the dividing line in the middle, the table was already full of wine.

"What are you doing...... Xia Di looked at the two people dumbfounded.

In order to answer the question in his heart, Xia Di accosted a prostitute who was opening the bottle cap for wine: "This beauty, may I ask, what is going on?" ”

"You are?" The prostitute looked at Xia Di in surprise, as if she had seen someone who had survived the battlefield with a very low survival rate.

"Well, I'm not a guest here." Xia Di explained awkwardly, "I...... I guess it's the guest's companion. I'm here to take her back. ”

Xia Di pointed to Kayilu.

"I just want to ask, what's going on here? What are they going to do? ”

"Ah, you don't know." The prostitute immediately relented and seemed to accept Xia Di's identity, "That man is Mr. Milt, the king of guns, he ordered a private room service today, and he came alone this afternoon, but ten minutes ago, your companion broke into the door and threatened to let us serve her, and beat up other customers, Mr. Milt was not satisfied, he said that he did not obey violence, and there was a kind of wine comparison with the sprinkling family, so the two of them became like this......"

"Yes...... Yes. ”

It's also sprinkled at home.

The innkeeper was so drunk that he didn't even recognize his guests.

Xia Di's brain ached.

He really didn't want to pay attention to this kind of stupid thing, because it would be troublesome to offend both sides, but he had to find a way to do it.

He looked at the two of them who were glaring at each other, and thought to himself how to interfere yet, Xia Yi.

The two began to move.

"I'll attack first! Drink! ”

"Drink the mystery quickly!"

Two men and women who were so drunk that they had problems with their heads grabbed the bottle with both hands that had been opened, and poured it into their mouths.

They finished drinking a bottle, proudly put it aside, grabbed a new bottle and blew it into their mouths.

And so on and so forth.

The surrounding prostitutes seemed to be just watching the excitement at first, but then they didn't know if they were infected by the hard work of the two, and they began to cheer and shout again.

It seems that it is human nature to love to coax.

Xia Di commented on the side.

As time passed, the speed at which the two of them drank not only did not decrease, but became faster and faster, from the initial two bottles per minute, to three, or even four!

This dazzling speed made the surrounding prostitutes stunned, and even the cheering stopped for a while.

And then.

They threw up.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Kayilu had already drunk a lot of alcohol, although her body was immune to alcoholism, but no matter how high her physical fitness was, it didn't mean that the capacity and digestion of her stomach would also increase, so she naturally couldn't afford this kind of drinking.

And Milt is just an ordinary person, maybe he drinks a lot, but he can't stand it when he drinks so much at once.

As a result, the wine competition came to an end unconsciously.

"Yikes! Get out of the way! ”

The prostitutes screamed and quickly dispersed so as not to be contaminated by the filth of the two of them vomiting like water.

But at this time, a voice suddenly came.

"What else are you looking at, why don't you hurry up and get the mop!"

"And you, get me that broom!"

The middle-aged woman in yellow was already standing beside Xia Di at some point.

She instructed the prostitutes to prepare for cleaning and hygiene immediately, and then bowed to Xia Di.

"Hehe, I'm smiling at you. I'll have someone bring decanting tea to your companions. ”

"This is the ...... More work. Xia Di touched his nose, waited for the prostitutes to clean up, handed over tea, and then walked to the girl who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Kayilu was holding her stomach pale, as if she was uncomfortable, but she stubbornly laughed at her opponent: "Ah...... Haha, look at you stupid, you deserve it, I won. ”

"Hmph, thirty years of Hedong...... Groov, heck, ......heck, "Milt vomited, holding the barrel that the prostitute had prepared for him.

"Ha, ha, ha, deserved!"

"......" Xia Di looked at all this with a sigh, patted Kayilu's shoulder, and said, "Have you had enough fun, it's time to go back." ”

Kailu noticed Xia Di at this time, but she was obviously not fully interested, so she replied without thinking, "What are you talking about, my nightlife has just begun......"

"Give me back!" Xia Di felt a burst of fire in his heart, grabbed Kayilu's back collar with one hand, and dragged her out.

Under the strange eyes of passers-by, Xia Di dragged Kayilu all the way back to the hotel.

As for the owner, Milt...... Xia Di could only pray that he didn't remember today's events.