Night Music Place, 2nd Street.

The laughter of the warbler Yanyan came from time to time.

Like some kind of harsh musical instrument, Shi Bufan was uncomfortable.

He dragged Ah Wen into the room, closed the door, and blocked out the disturbing sound.

The room is very elegantly furnished, and the fragrance of flowers wafts everywhere, which is refreshing.

"Childe, please sit down, the slave family will go and make tea for you. ”

Ah Wen wanted to find an excuse to slip away.

Unexpectedly, Shi Bufan blocked the door and pushed her back, "I don't drink tea, Miss Awen, you can teach me to have fun!"

Ah Wen blinked, wondering if this bastard was really stupid or fake?

"Okay, Childe will sit down first. ”

Waiting for Shi Bufan to sit down, Ah Wen walked around behind Shi Bufan, suddenly showed fierceness, raised her right palm and hit the back of Shi Bufan's neck.

Bang!

She wanted to stun Shi Bufan and get out to assassinate Huang Gou.

But this palm didn't work, Shi Bufan twisted his neck, and asked lazily: "Miss Awen, why are you scratching me?"

Scratch?

Ah Wen was dumbfounded.

Although she only used fifty percent of her strength just now, it was not a problem to stun a strong man, and she wanted Shi Bufan to resist the beating so much.

Wrong!

He is not a fighter, but a practitioner.

Ah Wen secretly said that she had made a mistake, panicked in her heart, and said with a smile on her face: "Childe, I'm rubbing your shoulders!"

As he spoke, he stretched out two soft hands and kneaded them on Shi Bufan's shoulders, making Shi Bufan feel uncomfortable, and gradually relaxed his vigilance.

"Childe, you don't seem to be from Bloody City?"

Ah Wen began to inquire about the details.

Shi Bufan laughed, "Girl, I have a good eye, I just came to Bloody Clothes City recently." ”

Ah Wen's eyes rolled, "Where did Childe come from?"

"I'm from ......" Shi Bufan almost blurted out the words "Kunlun Mountain", but after thinking about it, he immediately changed his words: "From the Dafeng tribe." ”

Ah Wen had never heard of this place, and it was probably a small tribe with a lot of horns.

"Childe, what's your name, can you tell the slave family?"

Shi Bufan yawned, "My name is ...... Fonber. ”

......

Ah Wen interrogated for a long time, but Shi Bufan's mouth was very strict, and he couldn't ask the slightest detail, let alone how much strength he had.

Gradually, Ah Wen became anxious.

Her assassination mission today is extremely important, and she can't be delayed by this bastard.

Thinking of this, Ah Wen's eyes showed a hint of murderous intent.

"Bang bang!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Ah Wen's train of thought.

"Come in!" Shi Bufan said loudly.

The door opened, and the two men walked in with smiling eyes, each carrying a food box with plates of steaming delicacies in the box, and the aroma was fragrant.

"Childe, we're here to bring you food and drinks. ”

This night, the music workshop will do business, knowing that Shi Bufan is a friend of Tu Zhengming, and all the expenses are counted on Tu Zhengming's head, of course, he has to slaughter a lot of money.

So he made a table of good wine and good dishes for Shi Bufan, and each dish was expensive.

Shi Bufan smelled the aroma, and his mouth was already watering.

Watching the people go in and out, the table was full of plates, and there were sixteen dishes, including fatty meat, fresh and tender vegetables and fruits, delicious soups, all kinds of dishes, Shi Bufan's eyes were straight.

Closing the door, Shi Bufan couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, pick up a piece of purple-red meat and send it to his mouth.

The meat melts in your mouth and tastes luscious, like eating a rainbow in the sky.

Then he tasted a mouthful of the soup, which was full of flavor and deliciousness.

"Delicious!"

Shi Bufan was satisfied.

While eating, his mouth muttered, "The sincerity of the land does not deceive me, and the night music fruit is a good place to have fun!"

He has been here for a long time.

Never had such a hearty meal and had a great appetite.

Ah Wen sneered at the corners of her mouth.

I thought to myself that he was really a hillbilly and had never seen the world.

"Ah Wen, you also sit down and eat, let's have fun together. Shi Bufan was generous and beckoned Ah Wen to sit down.

"Not hungry!"

Ah Wen refused, still thinking of a way out in her head.

She didn't know Shi Bufan's cultivation and spells, so she didn't dare to make a rash move.

Because once exposed, all her plans are over.

"Oops!"

Ah Wen clutched her stomach and suddenly fell to the ground and screamed.

Shi Bufan puffed out his stuffed cheeks and asked, "Miss Awen, what's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts," Ah Wen sobbed, "the slave family is going to the thatched house, and I can't accompany my son." ”

"Go, go, go!"

Ah Wen was overjoyed, and quickly opened the door with her stomach covered and rushed out of the room.

When she got outside, she straightened up, her face changed to a cold look, and there was a slight smug in her eyes, "Hmph, idiot!"

"Ah Wen, what are you doing here, why don't you go and accompany the distinguished guests!"

A rough roar startled Ah Wen into dizziness.

But it was the fat woman who came back from delivering tea and was bumping into Ah Wen who had escaped and escaped.

"Little hoof, I want to find it, isn't it?"

Seeing that Ah Wen didn't move, the fat woman was furious and raised her hand to fight.

Ah Wen was also furious.

If she hadn't had a mission, according to her temper, she would have killed the fat woman a long time ago.

"Yes, Mom, I'll go!"

Ah Wen gritted her teeth and returned to the room, her face pale.

Shi Bufan was holding a black jar to study, and when he saw Ah Wen coming back, he was overjoyed and asked, "Ah Wen, you came just in time, what does this smell weird about?"

Ah Wen glanced at it and sneered: "Wine!

"I haven't drunk it, so it's wine. Shi Bufan looked like he had discovered a new world.

He had seen many descriptions and ancient poems about "wine" in books, but he had never had the opportunity to taste it.

"It's delicious, come, the slave family will drink with you!" Ah Wen changed her smile and suddenly became enthusiastic.

She was worried about how to get out, and Shi Bufan sent it to the door by herself.

Get this bastard drunk, and then slip through the window, without knowing it.

A person who has never drunk alcohol must not have a good amount of alcohol.

Ah Wen picked up the jar happily, and quickly poured a bowl of wine for Shi Bufan, and poured a bowl herself.

"Come, drink!"

Ah Wen deliberately poured herself less and drank it.

Shi Bufan also picked up the bowl and poured a full bowl of wine into his mouth.

Mumble!

Mumble!

It's similar to drinking water, but the taste is very choking, spicy, and there is a burning breath after drinking it into the stomach.

"Comfortable!"

Shi Bufan's eyes lit up.

"Come, the slave family will give you another bowl!"

Ah Wen smiled darkly, with a conspiracy on her face.

Not to be outdone, Shi Bufan poured another full bowl, took it up and drank it all.

A bowl.

Two bowls.

Three bowls.

......

The more Shi Bufan drank, the more comfortable he felt, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

At first, it was Ah Wen who poured wine for Shi Bufan, and after a few bowls, it was Shi Bufan who poured wine for Ah Wen.

"Come on, Miss Awen, I'll do it first!"

Shi Bufan learned to speak in the wine field, picked up the bowl and grunted and drank it all.

Seeing that Ah Wen was stunned, she asked, "Miss Ah Wen, you can't drink it?"

"Who said that," Ah Wen gritted her teeth and pinched her nose, "I...... I can still drink it!"

After saying that, I forcibly drank a few more sips, and I felt my stomach churning, hot and uncomfortable.

In a moment, a blush rose on her cheeks, her head was dizzy, and her eyes were misty.

Looking at Shi Bufan again, he is still refreshed.

"Childe, you...... Aren't you faint?" asked Ah Wen in tears.