He tried to stand up, but he was too drunk and couldn't stand up straight, and his tall body fell back into the couch.

Meng Dong smiled with a smile on his face, "Tang Shao, you can sit down and rest!" There's nothing going on outside, and a few of their old bones are still waiting for you to sober up and go downstairs to enjoy the mahjong on your face! Tang Shao, do you know how to play mahjong? ”

Tang Shaoting sat down on the sofa, took a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, and nodded.

"Brother Tang is alive, and his favorite is mahjong, and he plays a good hand!" Meng Dong said with a smile, while pulling the cigarette case out of his hand, he glanced at the servants, and they immediately put a set of utensils on the coffee table.

It's not a decanting tea.

It's a set of utensils for scalding drugs.

"Tang Shao, let's try it? It's a lot cooler than sucking ice! Meng Dong held a small packet of white powder in his hand, looked at him, and seduced. Confused.

Tang Shaoting turned his head sideways and looked at Meng Dong who was sitting on the side, "Meng Dong, I never touch these!" Take! ”

He said with a tough attitude, and his handsome face was as cold as frost!

Meng Dong squinted, the corners of his mouth were still hooked with a cunning smile, and he was not discouraged by Tang Shaoting's cold face, he stroked his black mustache, "Tang Shao, don't be so high-minded, in the group, who doesn't touch this thing?" ”

Tang Shaoting turned his head sideways, and a sneer appeared on his originally cold face, "Meng Dong, you are trying your best to harm me!" ”

It's not a question, it's the tone of the statement.

Meng Dong was slightly stunned, and then laughed even more, "Tang Shao is too worried, can I hurt you?!" ”

said this, but the momentum shown was not a little timid!

His subordinates had already lit the alcohol lamp and burned the tin foil, and Meng Dong poured the white powder on the tin foil little by little, but the smoke had not yet dispersed, and with a "bang", he was pushed away by Tang Shaoting!

He stood up, just swaying and about to fall.

Meng Dong's expression also became ruthless, he looked at the servant, who originally looked honest and dutiful, suddenly turned into a fierce master and surrounded Tang Shaoting.

"What is Meng Dong doing?!" Tang Shaoting looked at him and asked coldly.

"Tang Shao, please enter the urn, this trick is really difficult to use on you, you say, can I easily let you go?" Meng Dong sat down on the sofa, cocked Erlang's legs, and said with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Someone!" Tang Shaoting raised his voice and shouted.

Didn't come in!

Meng Dong applauded excitedly, his eyes signaled, and four masters dressed as servants attacked Tang Shaoting, Tang Shaoting unbuttoned his military uniform, raised his fist, and prepared for defense, but he looked unstable.

Drink too much sake!

The four of them dealt with him one and fought, they were fighting, Meng Dong lit a cigar for himself, crossed Erlang's legs, stretched out one arm on the back of the sofa chair, and watched Tang Shaoting suffer more and more.

"Tang Shaoting, admit it, tonight is your death! You also blame me, if you want to blame, you blame your father, blame you for being too arrogant! Meng Dong said again.

Tang Shaoting was beaten to the root of the wall, he shouted loudly a few more times, but still no one came, at this time, a big hand with a syringe in his hand walked towards him, he was about to resist, his arms were restrained by the beater's clamps!

"Toast without eating and drinking! Since you refuse to suck, I will inject you with a large dose to make you die a happy death! Meng Dong stood up and said coldly, he proudly watched his subordinates inject a large dose of a very high concentration of drugs into Tang Shaoting's arm......