"Aha, I'm not drunk yet, you guys are talking, hahahaha! Words count. The sound of loud laughter came from the restaurant.

Feng Ge and the others paused, and finally, stepping into the inn, on the east side of the first floor of the inn, a handsome man laughing loudly immediately broke into the sight of the three of them, and his brows jumped even more.

The man was about twenty years old, dressed in a clean and casual black robe, with a big red scarf around his neck, black hair like ink, scattered casually on both sides, and his extremely handsome face gave people a delicate feeling.

But such a delicate son, at this moment, he is holding a jar of wine and smiling like an idiot.

"Aha, the last altar, this is really the last altar!" He said, hugging the wine jar and smiling unabashedly.

On the opposite table, there were several richly dressed rich young masters, but their faces were stinky.

"What the hell?" Feng Ge said.

"That son, a good man." In the rear, passerby A said.

Feng Ge looked puzzled.

"That's right, just now there was a girl in the store who cleaned up the table, and accidentally soiled the clothes of several rich young masters over there, and the girl who was doing chores in the restaurant naturally couldn't afford to pay for it, and the young master saw that the girl was beautiful, so he moved his hands and feet to pour the girl's wine, and it was this son who helped stop it.

But the young master was dissatisfied, so he said that as long as this boy could drink ten jars of wine without pouring, the matter would be over.

But how can ordinary people drink ten altars, those young masters, they can't beat this boy at all, and they want to get him drunk and then teach him a lesson. Next to him, passer-by B explained in one breath.

Feng Ge shook his head helplessly, "It's really bloody." As he spoke, he didn't forget to glance at the night in the sea, and the soul transmitted, "Know? It was only for a moment, but she was slightly aware of the guy's reaction.

"Well, I know." Su Ye said.

"Who?" Feng Ge asked.

"An idiot killer." Su Ye said.

Hearing this, Feng Ge nodded silently, "It's really quite an idiot." ”

As he spoke, he and Xiao Qianhuan walked towards the table on the side, and at this moment, an arm was on her shoulder.

In the sea of knowledge, the eyes of the night are slightly narrowed.

"Brother, you just want to help me, don't you?" Looking at Feng Ge, that guy's face was familiar.

"Hey, no, paw away." Looking at the hand on his shoulder, Feng Ge said expressionlessly.

"I was so touched to meet in Pingshui."

"Hey, not really." Feng Ge repeated again.

"No, I'm going to treat you to dinner! I'm going to treat you to dinner, hahaha! Looking at Feng Ge, the guy said with a smile.

Feng Ge's eyes immediately lit up, "Yes!" ”

Behind them, Xiao Qianhuan and Skylark shook their heads silently, sure enough, their boss is someone who can be deceived by a meal!

"How many altars are missing?" Feng Ge asked.

"Four? No, six, uh, I don't know. Holding out a few fingers, the guy shook his head and said with a puzzled expression.

"There are five altars left." Behind, passerby C stuck out his head.

"Deal, get me all the delicious food!" As he spoke, he immediately picked up a wine jar.

The two jars of wine were down, and the two guys who didn't know each other became fox friends in an instant, hooking shoulders and backs, you toast me, I toast you, and by the way, I beat up those rich young masters without blinking.