Chapter 172: Drunken and Majestic

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"Alas, the adult, the little one, I'm leaving. The cell boss took the paperwork, and after Ai Ai finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the back hall.

The criminal inspector Liu just waved his hand, and after seeing his figure disappear, he said: "This is really going to be messy, everything has happened." Let's put down such a trivial matter for the time being, and don't bother those adults.

Yulin County Ordinance...... Anyway, if you go, you'll die, so you might as well live a little longer in prison......"

The whispering voice became smaller and smaller in the end, and this Lord Liu didn't know his subconscious thoughts, so he suppressed this in advance, but it was just as Zhang Qianjian intended.

But this is a bitter pain for the cell leader, the cell boss walked out of the back hall with a yellow paper with a little oil stains on it, and on the street of Pinghe City, his mind began to think non-stop, thinking about how to treat that Zhang County Commander after he went back.

When I came, I was anxious and out of breath, so when I went back, I naturally walked a little slower, and I thought a lot about how to deal with it.

It's a pity that I haven't thought of a good way after thinking about it for a long time, looking at the vague attitude of Lord Liu, this county order will obviously not stay in prison for a long time, and when the turmoil during this period of time passes, it will definitely be released.

However, there is one thing that I can't imagine with the shallow knowledge of the cell boss, and that is that the turmoil during this period of time may not be so easy to pass.

He began to deeply regret his previous actions to Zhang County, he was a small cell leader, let alone a county order, even a pusher could suppress him and couldn't turn him over.

"What can I do? The cell boss sighed.

Although the head of the cell is not big, he is not in the grade, but fortunately, he wears an official uniform, and he doesn't have to go into battle to kill the enemy, and he can still get some oil and water from time to time, and his small life is not bad, he doesn't want to lose this job like this.

In a depressed mood, I walked into a wine shop on the side of the road, and the head of this ordinary wine shop could not come a few times a month.

"Come on, serve the wine. The cell boss sat down at the table and slapped the table in a depressed mood.

The wine shop is not big, and the bartender can hear it even if he doesn't slap the table, but this slapping of the table naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of the rest of the table, and they all looked at him and stopped caring about it.

"Official, drink something. The bartender looked at the man in front of him, although he was just a substandard cell boss, but he didn't want money for flattery, and the official shouted out, and the cell boss instantly felt much more comfortable.

"A clear bar. The cell boss said with a little loss, thinking that he might soon lose the opportunity to wear this dress, and that even the bartender would not call him an official, and he was in a bad mood.

The bartender turned around and went to drink, but he didn't show a dissatisfied or disdainful look because the wine ordered by the guests was less and cheaper, nonsense, this wine shop is not his, he will take that little money if he sells more and sell less, and he can't make himself uncomfortable, and there are not so many people who look down on people.

"Sir, your cup of sake is here. The bartender placed a cup of sake and a small glass on the table from the tray and stepped back with a slight smile.

Don't look at the cheap sake, it's quite strong, and after the cell leader Li Xingsan drank two glasses, he actually slapped the table and sang.

If you can't hear any words you sing, you will know that it is unpleasant, and even if you sing and speak, you can't be clear, the more difficult it is, the more energetic you sing, and you have to slap the table if you don't say it.

When I was tired of singing, I had a drink and continued to sing.

This wine shop is not big, which means that the cell boss's louder and louder voice is heard by the entire wine shop.

"Stop singing!" Finally, someone couldn't listen anymore, and a strong man with five big and three thick, who seemed to be a westbound ranger, slapped the table and shouted.

The cell boss didn't seem to hear, and slapped the table twice.

"Hey. The ranger wondered, this man was not deaf, and rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the table at the head of the cell.

"I told you to stop howling. The Ranger slapped the table in front of the cell boss, and the wine glasses on the table jumped up, and the wine spilled on the table.

The cell boss finally reacted, it turned out that this person was talking about him, raised his head and rolled his eyelids to look at the ranger, and there were two wine red flowers on his face: "The official sings a song, what's the matter, you still don't allow it, what's in the way of you." โ€

After speaking, he also slapped the table vigorously to strengthen his momentum, but the power of the cell boss was much smaller, the wine glass did not jump, and his hand was still red.

It is also his cell boss Li Xingsan who is slightly drunk now, and he is a person who usually looks at the ranger in front of him, where does he dare to make a mistake.

These individuals are all high-rollers who wander the world, believing that where there is injustice, where there are them, if there is injustice, do not follow the law, cut things with a knife, run after splitting, hide if you can't run, don't dodge, then lose a bowl of head and a big scar, and 20 years later, he is a good man.

With such a hob meat, where do you dare to provoke the cell boss when he is sober.

"Alas, I said that you are a little cell boss, and you dare to call yourself an official, and your temper is still so big. This ranger was a little puzzled, is there such a strange thing in the crowd like the cell boss.

Today, the wine is probably drunk in place, and the cell boss stood up suddenly, grabbed the collar in front of the ranger's clothes, and said with a mouth full of wine: "What's wrong with the cell boss, you fat man, don't treat the cell boss as an official." โ€

At this point, the cell boss burped in front of the ranger, and the ranger rolled his eyes and almost didn't throw up.

The cell boss didn't notice it at all, his right hand was still holding the collar of the ranger's clothes, and his left hand pointed out and said quite angrily: "What about the son of the consolation envoy, he hasn't lived in my prison, how about the pawn, he still drinks with me in my prison."

The head of the cell spewed the smell ......of wine, pointed out the door with his left hand, stepped on the stool with one foot, and said several names in a row.

Until he heard the last three words, the ranger stared at him in disbelief and asked, "Even Dadu Mu, one of the three herds in Pinghe City, has he ever been in your prison?"

"That's... That ......" cell boss's tongue is a little bigger.

"What's that?" the ranger asked, hanging in one gulp.

"Not really. "Well, after saying this, the ranger's breath hung and couldn't spit out, and he held it back again.

"Hey, I'll you. The Ranger angrily pushed the cell leader's right hand away.

"This... This is a mistake, anyway...... Anyway, which of them didn't walk in my prison for a while, and it's not under my control?" the cell boss didn't care, and continued, and after speaking, he took his left hand back and slapped his chest.

"What, do you believe it or not, I'll tell you, you ...... Don't take the cell boss for a job. The drinker began to repeat what he had said before, and when he was done, he sat down on the stool again, not caring that he had stepped on it in a majestic manner.

"Right now in my prison...... There's still a county lord locked up now......"