People who drink are easy to make trouble, especially bandit-like people like the autopsy gate, who have drunk three rounds, and the half of the cup is shaken, and those who have grudges and grudges shout that they want to find someone to settle accounts and collect debts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This kind of thing is very common at the wine table, and in the past, Qiangan has always turned a blind eye, and the big deal is that the matter has gone wrong, and he has injured a few apprentices, but the perpetrator owes him a favor, and he has no loss at all.

But today is different, the reason why Qiangan has kept me alive until now is to find a human life that can be used for recreation when the above situation happens.

Smack-A strong man on the wine table was a little drunk, he couldn't hold a glass of wine steadily, his hand slipped and fell to the ground, although the glass was not broken, the liquor in it also flowed all over the ground.

Seeing that the good wine in the mouth was gone, the strong man felt a little sorry in his heart, and reached out to pick up the cup, but the sharp pain between his fingers made him cry out.

Under the severe pain, his brain was also more than half clear, and when he looked closely, the so-called liquor was like concentrated sulfuric acid at this time, corroding the ground in a big gulp, dissolving bursts of white pungent smoke.

"Humph!" The strong man slapped on the table, pointed at a person in the banquet and scolded, "What do you mean, Lao Jin?" ”

"What do you mean?" The man named Lao Jin pretended not to know anything and ignored him, glanced at him, and continued to eat, drink and chat with the people in his seat.

"Don't fucking deceive too much, I ask you, what is this?" The strong man's eyes bulged, and his face immediately turned red, he picked up the wine glass on the ground and walked to the old golden table and threw it away, and asked sharply, "I asked you what this is?!" ”

The strong man had big shoulders and a round waist, full of strength, and he spoke like thunder, and when he shouted so angrily, everyone present heard it, and they all cast their eyes over there, and they looked lively.

"I said Lao Guan, look at you, you blow your beard and stare at every turn, you see, you have damaged all the tables and cases I have here, don't rely on me if you want to pay for it in a while." In contrast, the one named Lao Jin was much more gentle, with a tall white face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face, at least he looked more neat than most people here.

"What are you still quibbling about?! What do you see this is? As he spoke, the strong man took a copper coin from the quilt, "You made this poison money, right?" Hmph, put dead man's money in my wine, you really can be a dead man! The more the strong man spoke, the more excited he became, and with one palm, he split the board, and with a big hand, he was about to grab Lao Jin's collar.

"It's annoying." Lao Jin looked disgusted but not panicked, sat in the position and leaned back, hooked his left foot, and kicked upward, not only kicking away the strong man's outstretched grappling, but also rushing in, pulling back a lot of distance.

After leisurely retreating to a safe distance with people and chairs, Lao Jin immediately said, "Lao Guan! What did I do, didn't I just put a dead man's money in your wine glass, your eyes are like torches, and you didn't drink that glass of wine anyway, why are you so careful? ”

"Put your fucking stinky fart, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's great fortune, I would have asked you to calculate for me just now!" The strong man held a board in each hand, brushed it twice and threw it at Lao Jin's face.

But Lao Jin's thin body reacted very quickly, and there was no one in a flash, and the two pieces of chopped boards smashed down two irrelevant passers-by, causing the friends of the two passers-by to be dissatisfied for a while.

"Stop! If you have the ability to fight with me, you don't dare to admit that you are poisoned, what kind of person is the Blood Law Sect? "The man surnamed Guan chased the surnamed Jin all the way, and ran all the way, but nothing can compare to the agility of the surnamed Jin, let alone catch up with him.

The surnamed Guan was angry, stopped and stomped his feet, picked up the wine jar and table on the ground and threw it, trying to knock him down with the objects he threw out with all his might.

But in this way, those who originally planned to watch the play in peace and security will be miserable, and if you eat well, suddenly a strong empty wine jar will fall on your head, and your iron head will be smashed out of a dent.

What's even worse is that if this Lao Guan smashes things accurately, it will be fine, everyone will avoid Lao Jin, but he is not accurate, and no one dares to hold the objects flying out of his hands will not fall on his head.

In this way, everyone will not blame Lao Jin for having nothing to do, and they all accuse Lao Guan of hurting the innocent.

"Lao Guan?! Why do you have such a big hair? If you think I'm despicable and shameless, come at me, smash it around, and make a fool of your friends here. Lao Jin relied on his own eaves and wall skills, and kept circling with Lao Guan, and later he was not afraid of him much, sitting on the top of the beam, and mocking Lao Guan who was blowing his beard and glaring at him below.

Knowing that this was what Lao Jin said on purpose, this Lao Guan was still so angry that sparks were about to burst out in his eyes, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and he suddenly screamed, grabbed a disciple of the autopsy sect on the other side, and threw it towards Lao Jin with all his strength.

"Huh?!" Lao Jin didn't expect that Lao Guan would be so accurate this time, and when he reacted, the disciple had already flown in front of him.

After all, it was a person who flew in, and Lao Jin subconsciously wanted to take it down, but as soon as he pulled his hands like this, he felt like he was pulling a speeding truck, and his two arms were immediately sore and unbearable, and there was no other way but to throw the disciple out again on the side of his body, in case he hit himself, and in the end, everyone's lives were not saved.

"Ahhhh The screams did not turn into screams, but they stopped abruptly, because the force they had been thrown out of the room was greater, and then they were struck hard by Lao Jin on the beams of the house, and the disciple flew out like a cannonball, and hit his head directly against the wall, and fell into flesh, and all kinds of organs stuck to the wall.

"Hey, what are you doing, Lao Guan!" Lao Jin saw the dead man and knew that things couldn't go down casually, so he jumped off the beam of the house cleanly.

"Hmph-" Even if it was a dead person, Lao Guan didn't intend to stop there, a pair of eyes stared at Lao Jin, bent down and picked up a jar full of liquor.

"Lao Guan, are you going to be serious?" Seeing his unrelenting appearance, Lao Jin was also a little flustered, and quickly looked up at Qiangan, and found that he was sitting peacefully in his seat, drinking the wine poured by his daughter, as if it was not his disciple who had just died.

"I said, Lao Guan, I-"

Before he finished speaking, the old Guan had already drunk a whole jar of wine, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils had turned into a crescent moon, and an inhuman roar came out of his mouth, and a heavy and loud beast roar filled the entire banquet hall.