Chapter 223: We're Not Drunk

"What are you laughing at, we are small families, but we are not richer than you. After accumulating money for most of his life, he dared to come to Qiushui Restaurant for a meal, why not eat it back. ”

The old woman said confidently.

"Okay, old woman, it's not worth being angry for this kind of person, let's hurry up and eat, as much as we can. The old man gave birth, and ate it like a whirlwind.

Seeing this, the old woman was not to be outdone, and the two seemed to be holding a game of eating and drinking, for fear that they would eat less.

Seeing this, Huang Baiyun was not ready to persist with such teasing. With a wave of his big hand, four disciples of the Huang family came up, one on the left and one on the right, picked up the old man and the old woman, and walked outside.

"Belch, slow, slow, take one last bite, take one last bite. The old man shouted.

"Nima, what a living treasure. Huang Baiyun couldn't help but mutter.

After Huang Baiyun finished scolding, he didn't forget to turn around, and glared fiercely at the Huang family disciple who was abolished by the old man: "This is what you call a mysterious powerhouse." Bah, you guys are good enough. After scolding, he went away without looking back.

There are only two deposed Huang family disciples left, you look at me, I look at you, staring at each other with big eyes.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you just now? Therefore, when you return, will it not be the same to kill you again? ”

At this time, the sound of a gnat-like sounded in the ears of both of them at the same time.

The voice was all too familiar to them. It was the old man's voice.

However, wasn't the old man taken away?

Both of them saw the shock in each other's eyes, and just opened their mouths to shout, when suddenly, with a pain in their throats, they lost their final consciousness.

Qiushui Square is when Qiushui Village holds a big event, it will be lively, and usually, it is basically deserted.

And today, because of an old couple, they are in the hustle again.

"What's going on? How could two old couples like this get into trouble with the Huang family?"

"Who knows? It looks childish, very kind. Maybe it's because you know people and faces, but you don't know your heart. ”

"It is said that the old man killed the people of the Huang family, and the old woman was only implicated. ”

"I'll go, it's really fake, look at the two of them, it's amazing to be able to walk, and have the strength to kill. ”

The old man and the old woman were pushed onto the platform of Qiushui Square by the disciples of the Huang family.

Under the platform, the audience who rushed to see the excitement after hearing the news pointed at the two.

The old woman secretly stepped on the old man with her foot, and there was a hint of shame in her eyes.

It's a shame, isn't it?

The old man gave the old woman a slightly calm look.

Next, Huang Baiyun began to read out the charges of the old man and the old woman.

It is nothing more than provoking the Huang family and killing the Huang family and the like.

"Now, are you guilty?" Huang Baiyun finished speaking, turned to look at the old man, and shouted coldly.

"Drunk, we're not drunk, if we drink all the rest of the wine just now, we'll almost be drunk. But you can't wait. The old man said depressedly.

Coaxing-

The audience below couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This uncle is so cute.

"Don't talk about those who have it or not, I only ask you, do you know if you are drunk?" Huang Baiyun's face turned purple.

"If you ask me or not, I'm not drunk. You kid, can't you be more confused than I am? I've already told you just now, I haven't finished the wine, and I haven't had time to get drunk yet. The old man looked at Huang Baiyun with blaming eyes.

Nima, Huang Baiyun found that they were all going crazy.

Is it really that hard to execute an old guy?

"Old guy, don't pretend to be crazy and stupid, it is a fact that you slandered the Huang family in public and killed the disciples of the Huang family, so whether you admit your guilt or not, you will inevitably die. Today, let my Huang family disciple cut off your head and pay tribute to the dead heroic spirit. Huang Baiyun said righteously.

After speaking, he glanced at a disciple of the Huang family behind him: "Ah Cheng, these two old guys will be handed over to you." ”

The disciple of the Huang family, Ah Cheng, understood, nodded, held the ghost head knife, smiled gloomily, and walked towards the old man and the old woman.

"Hehe...... Ah Cheng sneered, "Old things, they are all so old, how good it is to eat at home and wait for death, and enjoy your old age in peace." Why do you have to run out and wander. It's okay to run out and wander, why provoke our Huang family? Now that you are a ghost under the knife, go down and repent well. ”

As he spoke, Ah Cheng raised the ghost head knife high.

"Wait. Just when Ah Cheng's accumulation reached its peak, the old man suddenly shouted.

Ah Cheng almost didn't hold back in one breath.

"What's the matter with you, old fellow?" Ah Cheng shouted angrily.

One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion, doesn't this old thing understand this truth?

"Your Huang family said that the old man was drunk, and the old man was drunk, this is related to whether the old man is happy or not, I want to know, is your knife sharp enough?" said the old man helplessly.

"Haha, old guy, you don't have to worry about this, I can guarantee that a knife will definitely cut off your neck cleanly. After hearing this, Ah Cheng laughed and said proudly.

Don't dare to say anything else, his Ah Cheng's ability to cut off his head is definitely one of the best. Because 90% of the people executed by the Huang family passed through the ghost knife in his hand.

"It's not yours, of course you said that, I'm going to verify it. The old man insisted.

"How do you want to verify?" Ah Cheng's temper also came up.

"People say that a good knife blows hair and breaks hair, I want to see if your knife is really blowing hair and breaking hair. The old man said.

"Ciao, the people that Lao Tzu has cut, there are not a hundred, there are also ninety, and they don't have as much bullshit as you?

"Hey, try a knife on your hair. The old man exclaimed.

"Poof" is like spitting out a hair to Ah Cheng.

Ah Cheng's body stiffened, and the whole person was like a sculpture, maintaining the posture of raising a knife, standing there. The ghost head knife in his hand did not fall for a long time.

"I'll go, what the hell are you doing, do you want to cut off your head, are we still waiting to eat blood steamed buns?"

"yes, who are you going to pose? We're going to see the beheading. ”

"I said, do you still have any sympathy, you can bear it when you see this uncle being beheaded. ”

The audience below began to shout.

"Hey, today, what's wrong with this Ah Cheng, shouldn't it be that he was fooled and stupid by that old guy. Huang Baiyun couldn't help but say suspiciously. "Take a look, what's going on with Ah Cheng, do you want to do this business?"

Huang Baiyun said to the people around him.