"Han Zhongli, stumbling and hugging his heart; Lu Dongbin, drunk and carrying a pot!"

In the Eight Immortals Restaurant, the fifty-year-old Master Fu is shirtless, smeared with lard, and rehearses his famous stunt "Drunken Eight Immortals" for everyone.

Master Fu used to be a native of the rivers and lakes, with a background and prefix, but when he was older, he went ashore from the rivers and lakes and opened this Eight Immortals Restaurant.

At the beginning, in order to attract business, he gave customers who came to eat to perform the "Drunken Eight Immortals" boxing method for free.

As the business of the restaurant got better and better, he got older, and he rarely took the initiative to perform martial arts for customers.

But today is different.

This floor of the restaurant was taken down, and heavyweights were invited to come over for dinner.

The first to arrive was Yan Xiong, one of the four major detectives, followed by the military and police boss Bodhisattva Quan, and the fire boss Daguchi Jiu.

Any one of these three can make Kowloon shake three times, not to mention that Master Fu has now gone ashore to do serious business, and he doesn't dare to offend these three.

Master Fu performed very hard, his body was full of lard, and he was still carping on the ground in his fifties, kicking and punching.

"Han Xiangzi, grab your wrists and hit your chest and get drunk with a!"

"I like this!" Dakoujiu shouted, "Especially when you're drunk, don't mention how comfortable it is!"

"Uncle Cao Guo, the immortal toasts and locks the throat!"

"This depends on the Bodhisattva power, he likes to be locked by his wife the most!" Dakoujiu sneered. Look at the book

Bodhisattva Quan was originally sitting at the table drinking tea, and when he heard this, he frowned and said, "Dakoujiu, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

"I'm joking! You two are silent, I'll set the mood up." Dakoujiu looked at Yan Xiong with a grin: "Master Yan, tell the truth, what's going on tonight?"

Yan Xiong watched Master Fu's performance, applauded, and said, "How do I know about Fu Ye's post?"

Dakoujiu was impatient, and said to Master Fu, "Lao Fu, don't you carp fight here, beware of flashing waist!" If you really have the heart, make a coal-swallowing coal, drink oil, and if you don't have a good job, you can get a big stone in your chest - I'll beat you!"

Master Fu stopped performing in embarrassment and looked at Yan Xiong: "This—"

Yan Xiong took out a handkerchief and handed it to him to wipe his sweat: "Don't pay attention to him, his mouth stinks!"

Dakoujiu was about to speak, but he heard a knock on the door, knock knock!

Arrived?!

Could it be that Fu Ye is here?

Yan Xiong couldn't take care of the big mouth, and was about to get up and step forward, crunch, and the door opened-

"Inspector Yan, why are you here?"

"Brother Jiu, Brother Quan, are you also there?"

The three people who came in were the three detectives of Yau Tsim Wang, Ji Shichang, Zhou Jinrong, and Ye Wenju.

"You three—" Yan Xiong pointed at them.

"The three of us received an invitation from Master Yan and had to come?"

"Really?" This sentence was said by Dakoujiu, "This is a special mother's coincidence, what is the reason why the six of us get together? Tonight is full of storms and thunder, and if anyone drops a bomb in the city, everyone will be done with it!"

One sentence instantly silenced everyone.

The atmosphere was eerie.

Bang Bang Bang!

Someone outside suddenly applauded.

"Brother Jiu's words are wrong! Dare to throw a bomb inside? Even if someone dares, I, the proprietor, will not be allowed!"

What a familiar sound.

Pretty boy filial piety?

Yan Xiong and the six looked at him in astonishment.

Creak, the door was pushed open, and Du Yongxiao, dressed in white, came in from outside.

Du Yongxiao looked at the stunned six people, and very gentlemanly took off his top hat and bowed to everyone: "I'm sorry, didn't I surprise you? In some way, Fu Ye suddenly had something to do and couldn't come halfway, so I, the junior, had to replace him to greet everyone!"

"Pretty boy, don't act here anymore! As long as you have a little brain, you must be pretending to pass on the name of Fu Ye!" Yan Xiong said angrily.

"Yes, you despicable and shameless street boy! Who are you, I know best, I almost made me last time—" Ji

Shichang pointed at Du Yongxiao, his eyes split.

The other two detectives shared the same hatred and hatred, and also looked at Du Yongxiao angrily.

Dakoujiu looked at the scene in front of him curiously, guessing what the hell Du Yongxiao was doing.

Bodhisattva Quan is also confused, I don't understand Du Yongxiao's play?

"Yan Ye is angry, everyone is angry! I know I've offended you before, so I'm going to set up a banquet today to apologize to you!" Du Yongxiao smiled, "Master Fu, let people prepare to serve!"

"Howler!"

Master Fu was about to turn around when he got dressed, but Yan Xiong said, "No need! You are my subordinate, and I am clearly cruel to you. Liang Zaixiao, we won't eat this meal, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

Du Yongxiao hugged his fist at Yan Xiong: "Yan Ye, you still understand me!"

The corners of Yan Xiong's mouth twitched, and he snorted coldly.

The others looked at Du Yongxiao to see what the hell he was doing.

"Here's the thing!" Du Yongxiao got straight to the point, "Everyone must know that the fee will be doubled this month, and there are not many days left, Fu Ye is very worried about this, so in order to reduce everyone's burden, I am specially appointed to solve your worries and solve problems - your jurisdiction, plainclothes, military and police, including firefighting, all fees will be collected directly by me in the future, and I will no longer bother you!"

"What did you say?"

"How can it be?"

Ji Shichang, Zhou Jinrong and Ye Wenju were furious.

Yan Xiong said even more sympathetically: "Du Yongxiao, do you know what you were talking about just now? Cut off people's financial routes and kill their parents! You're just a Nathan Inspector who wants to take Yau Tsim Mong in one fell swoop? I really don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Hole!

There was a thunderclap outside.

The heavens shake.

"Don't say that the three of them don't agree, I, Yan Xiong, don't agree, and even Dakou Jiu and Bodhisattva Quan won't agree!"

"Yes, pretty boy, I was very optimistic about you, but I didn't expect you to be so ambitious! Even dare to take over our fire fees!" Big Mouth Nine spoke in a serious tone.

Du Yongxiao looked at the Bodhisattva Quan.

"Don't look at me, I can't save you!" The Bodhisattva is nicknamed the Bodhisattva, but he is not a real living Bodhisattva, who dares to touch his oil and water, and the Buddha is not saved.

Yan Xiong saw that Du Yongxiao was alone and became the target of public criticism, and his heart was full of joy for the first time.

"You know, pretty boy, don't say that we all bully you! There are more people than you, and you see the people outside, and you see the people inside!"

Yan Xiong approached Du Yongxiao, his eyes were forced to look at him, and he didn't smile: "Of course, I'm not that kind of ruthless person! In the past, you yin me, I have no relationship, and I have a lot of adults who can forgive you! Before I forgive you—"

Syllable!

Yan Xiong slapped Du Yongxiao and said with a cruel smile: "Let you have a long memory first!"

This slap was super ruthless, accumulating Yan Xiong's biggest resentment, and the corners of Du Yongxiao's mouth bleed.

"Good fight!" Ji Shichang applauded, "Hit the street, now you know that we are powerful, right?"

The others were excited.

Facing the extremely arrogant Yan Xiong, Du Yongxiao licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Master Yan, your slap is really powerful! I love it!"