With the crowd full, Luo Nantian came to the stage after making a speech.

Start toasting everyone at each table in thanks.

Xiao Simao drank a cup of wine, and did not speak as usual.

Wang Liya and Wu Zheng chatted with Xiao Yang.

Luo Qiantong on the side also kept interjecting without a word.

Xiao Yang hugged Bao'er in his arms and fed her all kinds of delicacies.

At this time, Luo Nantian walked over.

Su Meier led her son to follow behind.

Several staff members greeted the two of them.

"You are really grateful to come to congratulate the old man on his birthday, and I would like to give you a glass to show your gratitude."

Luo Nantian raised his wine glass with a smile and glanced at Xiao Yang with a very vague look.

"Old Luo, you are so polite." A group of people hurriedly stood up.

Only Xiao Yang bowed slightly, picked up the wine glass and shook it towards Luo Nantian.

Immediately, he raised his head and drank it all.

Su Meier also picked up her wine glass and motioned to everyone.

When he saw Xiao Yang, he subconsciously lowered his head.

It seems to be hiding from something.

"Please take a seat, and the old man will go to the other table to say hello."

Luo Nantian smiled and arched his hand, nodded three o'clock, and turned to leave.

In fact, his hands were just facing Xiao Yang alone.

"Why is my father so polite to you, just because you are a high cultivator?"

Luo Qiantong on the side looked Xiao Yang up and down suspiciously.

"What the hell did you talk to my dad about yesterday?"

"Luo Nantian didn't tell you, why should I tell you." Xiao Yang glanced at her lightly.

"A girl's family, don't be like a gossip asking all day long."

"You are the eighth woman, don't talk about pulling down!" Luo Qiantong yelled angrily, lowered her head and ate a stuffy meal.

The other diners at the table looked at the two of them with embarrassed faces.

What is the relationship between Miss Luo Fusan and this man?

How did the two of them talk like flirtatious.

Eat, eat, and be nosy.

Xiao Yang didn't bother to take care of her, and continued to sandwich all kinds of delicacies for Bao'er.

Wang Liya, who was beside her, glanced at Luo Qiantong deeply and didn't speak.

Luo Nantian, who finished the toast, sat with a table of old friends.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank freely, and the hot conversation kept talking.

Su Meier and her son also sat next to her.

In the whole hall, there was singing and laughing, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

"Fellow dear friends, you ...... Some know, some ...... I don't know. ”

Luo Nantian, who was a little drunk, looked very happy, and he was talking loudly.

Everyone at the table, listening to his words with a beginning and an end, were all at a loss.

"There is an ancestral book on cultivating immortals in my family, but it's a pity that the old man is only shallow in his studies, and he can't understand it thoroughly, alas, it's ......."

After Luo Nantian finished speaking, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

"That book is right behind the glass case in my medicine room, and the button is underneath......"

"Old man, you've drunk too much, don't talk nonsense."

Su Mei'er on the side hurriedly interrupted his words and raised her wine glass to signal to everyone.

"Don't be surprised, he's so happy today, I'll give you a drink."

"Everyone has been friends for many years, no, Mrs. Luo, please, Mrs. Luo, please."

Everyone laughed and raised their glasses.

Luo Nantian, who was leaning on the back of the chair, closed his eyes tightly, and snored slightly in his mouth.

It seems to be really drinking too much.

In the hall, everyone was also in high spirits, and the hustle and bustle continued.

Xiao Simao drank nearly two bottles of liquor alone.

He picked up a bottle of red wine and hid it behind him and got up from his chair.

Staggered and walked not far away.

"Yoko, he's going to do something, why don't you stop him!"

Wang Liya on the side hurriedly pushed Xiao Yang.

"This is called drinking to strengthen the hero's courage, let him do what he usually wants to do but dare not do."

Xiao Yang smiled and squinted slightly at Xiao Simao's back.

Wu Zheng and Luo Qiantong, as well as the others at the table, were all confused when they heard it.

Immediately, they also looked at Xiao Simao.

I saw him come behind Deng Rongguang and shouted, "Deng Rongguang!" ”

At this time, Deng Rongguang had already drunk too much, and he was chatting with Wan Youshan, the commander of the Nine Gates.

When he heard his name called, he turned to look.

Syllable!

The red wine bottle in Xiao Simao's hand slapped firmly on his Tianling lid.

Yes!

Deng Rongguang screamed, holding his head in his hands, and his body shrank.

Bang!

Xiao Simao's right leg quickly lifted, and a flying knee slammed into the bridge of his nose.

Wow......

Deng Rongguang, who screamed again and again, hurriedly reached out and covered his face, but the pain on the top of his head was unbearable.

He was so anxious that he covered his head with one hand and covered his nose with the other.

"Deng Rongguang, next time you don't have long eyes, Lao Tzu will directly kill you!"

After Xiao Simao finished speaking, he turned around and left.

All of this happened too quickly.

It took less than 30 seconds.

The birthday party, which was originally very lively, became as silent as death.

Everyone watched this scene blankly.

No one understands what is going on!

"Boy, I'm going to kill you!"

Deng Rongguang suddenly stood up from the chair, fluffed his clothes, and pulled out the gun at his waist.

Raise your hand and aim at the back of Xiao Simao.

Yes!

Suddenly, he let out another terrible howl and fell from the carpet with the gun in his hand.

Wanyoushan on the side hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

I saw a toothpick running through the back of Deng Rongguang's right hand.

"Who is it? There's a kind of standing up! Wanyoushan, whose face was pale, scolded sharply.

"I, Xiao Yang." Xiao Yang, who took a deep breath of cigarette, sat on the chair and said indifferently.

Wanyoushan followed the prestige, frowning.

Who is Xiao Yang, I haven't heard of this name.

Next to him was Wu Zheng, could it be that he came with him.

Sister-in-law Luo Qiantong also sat at the same table with him, could it be that they are also acquaintances.

Whether it is or not, he's finished!

"You instigated the kid who injured Deng Rongguang?"

Wan Youshan's face sank, pointed at Xiao Yang, and said sharply.

"Dare to make trouble at my father-in-law's birthday banquet, you and him will die today!"

"I want to see how you let me die!"

Xiao Yang, whose face was like a flat mirror, flicked off the cigarette ash in his hand and didn't look at him from beginning to end.

"Wanyoushan, I think you've lived enough!" Wu Zheng suddenly stood up from his chair with a gloomy face.

Syllable!

Wan Youshan slapped the table suddenly, "Wu Zheng, you dare to call me by my name in public!" ”

"Lao Tzu is the admiral of the Nine Gates of Kyoto, and you don't know if you crush people to death at the level of the official."

"Fuck your Admiral of the Nine Gates, you still put a score in front of Lao Tzu!"

Wu Zheng's eyes widened, "If you dare to say one more word, Lao Tzu will immediately go over and smash your mouth!" ”

"You ......" Wan Youshan gritted his teeth in anger, but didn't dare to continue.

Although he is higher than Wu Zheng, the two do not belong to the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

And then there is Wu Zheng, a fifth-level general, which is a real honor obtained from the pile of dead people.

Although he is also a general, he has never been on the battlefield, and he has never shed blood.

If you really want to fight, you are not an opponent at all, and you are absolutely only abused.