Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the menu, his cheeks were a little hot, his heart was not very peaceful, and he beat violently, it said that it was ***, Zhang Xiaoqiang really believed that it was ***, there was not a cow in the gathering place, and the dairy products had expired by now, relatively speaking, as long as a woman gave birth to a child, there would be ***.

Ignoring it, his eyes were always aimed at the menu, and after thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang still decided to order one, he didn't have the courage to drink it, he just wanted to know the taste on it, and he didn't need to try it himself, as for the person to taste, is there a child who is not over eighteen years old from time to time?

'Ding......'

The rattle on the wooden table rang a crisp bell, waking up the guests who were talking obscene around them, and they looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang together. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care, leaning on the back of the chair and waiting for someone to come over.

After more than ten seconds, a woman wearing a dark pattern cheongsam walked over, stood beside Zhang Xiaoqiang and asked softly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't answer at the first time, his eyes were hooked by Bai Sensen's thighs under the cheongsam, and he breathed out for a while, looked at the girl who looked 167 years old and said:

"Give me a bottle of the best wine, a glass of twenty pounds."

Zhang Xiaoqiang was embarrassed to say *** in front of the girl, so he had to vaguely say twenty pounds of self-created terms, the girl was stunned at first, then covered her mouth and smiled, nodded, and then stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang burningly, waiting for the back.

Seeing the sparkle in the girl's eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang understood that the girl was waiting for him to pay first.

"How much?"

"Thank you, a total of 180 pounds"

The girl left, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the girl's slender waist in a daze, his cheeks were covered with dark red lipstick, and he had only one thought in his heart:

"It's a really good feeling to be big."

Zhang Xiaoqiang gave 200 catties of food stamps without change, in his consciousness, this thing was printed by himself, there is no need to be stingy, his generosity caused a violent reaction from the girl, a wild kiss, so that Zhang Xiaoqiang almost suffocated, still thinking in his heart, after mixing with foreign girls for a long time, they have also become like foreign girls?

A bottle of Chivas Regal and a cup of white unknown objects were placed in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, it was still the same girl, she put down the tray and hugged it to her chest, straightened her upper body, and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a clean and delicate smile.

"Slap ......" Zhang Xiaoqiang was self-taught, and slapped the girl's buttocks, the girl didn't scream, she threw Zhang Xiaoqiang a wink and turned away, looking at the swaying of the little buttocks, obviously she got what she wanted.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was proud, leaned on the wheelchair and lifted Erlang's legs, his arms outstretched, and occupied a large place.

"Bang ......", "Ah......", "Bump ......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard a crisp sound, a girl's scream, and turned his head to see the girl knocking the tray on the head of a guy who learned Zhang Xiaoqiang to take advantage, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled, and the same person did not die.

"Gooo......"

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the taro and drank a cup of ***, saw that the taro was drunk to the end, wiped off the residue from the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly asked:

"Tell me, what does it smell like? Is it unpleasant? ”

Taro burped, stretched out his paws and scratched his hair, puzzled, as if he really hadn't tasted anything.

"It's a little light, it's a little fishy, it's not too bad to drink, it's not delicious, it feels weird, like I've drunk it before?"

"Alright, you say, do you want another drink?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly interrupted and didn't let the taro think nonsense.

"It's not delicious, don't drink it, Brother Cockroach, look, this wine ......"

Taro has passed the age of drinking milk, casually pointed to Chivas Regal on the table, and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with blank eyes.

"What kind of alcohol do children drink? Don't know how to drink and have sex? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang casually refused the taro and poured himself a glass of wine, still glad in his heart that he didn't drink it.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang and Taro had a quarrel *** incident, the wooden table was basically full, all of them were watching performances, and only Zhang Xiaoqiang was ordering things.

The last person to come in, as soon as he came in, it caused a burst of exclamation, the whole person stood at the door, blocking all the light sources outside, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back, and almost grabbed the Rat King blade and jumped up.

Zhang Xiaoqiang recognized the person as D2 for the first time, it was too similar, more than two meters tall, with a horizontal face, a short neck, knotted muscles, and a set of handmade T-shirts on his upper body.

Wearing a pair of large jeans, the length of the jeans is not enough, and the leg is connected below the knee with other trouser legs, because the handwork is tight, it looks tasteful.

Wearing a pair of leather sandals on his feet, which are still handmade in place, the sandals also show some fashion elements, and the whole person looks very stylish.

What really calmed Zhang Xiaoqiang was the man's eyes, although the man's eyes were a little abnormal, and the gray-red eyes had a hint of murderous coldness, in general, he was still a human being, and Zhang Xiaoqiang had never seen a zombie with long eyes.

The person who came was Wan Qiang, the food had arrived, and he divided it evenly, leaving nothing behind, he knew how much he was eating, anyway, he couldn't starve, just continue to be hungry.

But he has been doing very well these days, helping others to work (he thinks so), he has to be full, he doesn't care how ugly the face of the person who eats for him, others are holding the bowl to eat, he is holding the pot to eat.

One pot is not enough, how many pots to eat, he didn't count it himself, every time he buried his head in the rice piled up until his throat and eyes stopped, there were more than 30 people who cooked for him.

The work clothes on his body are very good (he thinks so), he has decided not to return it again, anyway, he didn't pay the deposit, standing at the door and looking at it for a while, he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang looking at him in a wheelchair.

The eyes of the two people collided together, and there seemed to be a faint smell of gunpowder in the air, and neither of them avoided it, competing with each other, Wan Qiang was never one who dared to look at each other and arouse his interest.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has killed too many D2 type zombies, and he is also a little interested in a human who looks like D2, he is not afraid of anyone, and his current strength, does he need to be afraid of others?

"Knock knock knock...... Wan Qiang walked towards Zhang Xiaoqiang with his feet, his huge figure paced on the ground, causing a slight tremor, the wine glass on the wooden table was the most sensitive, and the half-full foreign wine circled out a chain circle.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not give up looking at each other because Wan Qiang was walking towards him, a playful smile flashed on his face, and there was a faint mockery in his eyes.

Taro didn't understand the situation, he was thinking about foreign wine in his heart, and when he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang and the stupid big man looking at each other, he carefully lifted the bottleneck, poured half a cup into his *** cup, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Plop ......" taro squirted, and he swore that he had never drunk such a bad thing in his life, and he had never had a cold with alcohol again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was startled by the movement around him, and turned around to see the taro spitting out with a bitter face, and there was a strong smell of wine in the air.

"Hahaha!!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed at the taro and laughed, he could see that the taro had tasted bitterness, and the wine did not come out of the taro's mouth, but choked out of the taro's nostrils.

"I'll just say that you can't drink wine, you taste bitterness, the wine is drunk by men, what kind of wine does a little hairy child drink?"

Taro stopped talking, put the quilt on the table, and hung his head. Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered that he looked at Wan Qiang just now, and when he turned around, he saw Wan Qiang sitting at the No. 1 table beside him, seeing that Wan Qiang's huge figure was about to sit down, Zhang Xiaoqiang immediately raised his spirit and waited to see the joke.