One Hundred and Two: The Beginning of the Sword Spirit

Chapter 112

But He Jinpeng and the others were shocked, their legs were instantly filled with lead, and they became extremely heavy, they couldn't even walk, their backs were even colder, and cold sweat suddenly broke out.

They knew it was over.

"Son, you are going to be developed, the god of war who protects the country orders you, and wants to drink with you, why are you still stunned, hurry up and take the cup and wine to the god of war to protect the country, and then lick the god of war of the country. ”

Jin Zhenghui ran over and excitedly urged Jin Chengjie.

If they hadn't offended Xiao Zhan, they would have to be excited to death at this time, and they would have gone over to blow a bottle of worship first.

But they offended Xiao Zhan, where did they dare to go over, didn't this kill them?

"What, don't you plan to give the face of the god of war who protects the country?"

Seeing that they were stunned and indifferent, Kim Jong-nam's face instantly fell.

"No, no, no!"

He Jinpeng knew that if he didn't go over, his second uncle Jin Zhengnan would have to be anxious with them, so he immediately smiled and said: "Second uncle, we are really flattered, we can't come back to our senses for a while, but now that we have come to our senses, we will go and toast the god of war who protects the country." ”

With that, he gave everyone a look and signaled that they would face it if they couldn't hide.

Soon, seven or eight young men and women, each with a wine glass and a bottle of red wine, came to the main table.

"Protecting the country and the god of war, you defend the land and protect the country, protect the family and the people, you are really our patron saint, we can live happily in this land, you are indispensable, I don't know what words to use to express my reverence for you, in short, everything is in the wine, pour the wine full of respect to the god of war!"

He poured a glass of red wine.

"Pour wine full of salute to the god of war!"

"Pour wine full of salute to the god of war!"

"Pour wine full of salute to the god of war!"

Jin Chengjie and others also poured the wine one after another.

Everyone who watched was enthusiastic.

Jin Zhengnan looked satisfied and said softly: "Zhenghui, Xiaopeng really can speak, and his performance is good." ”

He Jinpeng's mother smiled happily.

Normally, Xiao Zhan should raise his glass at this time and take a sip to accept the toast.

But Xiao Zhan didn't raise his glass, but covered his wine glass, and pretended to be panicked: "I can't help it, I'm just a stinky poor sour delivery person, smoking a cigarette that you don't even smoke as a dog in your eyes, how dare you let your upper-class sons and eldest ladies toast, don't torture me." ”

As soon as these words came out, He Jinpeng's hand shook.

Bang dang!

The glass falls off to the ground.

Jin Chengjie and others trembled very badly, as if they had electric motors installed in their arms, although they held the wine glass tightly and did not fall to the ground, but the shaking wine was spilled all over the ground.

The three siblings, Kim Jong-nam, Kim Jong-hui, and Kim Jong-hye, their smiles instantly stiffened.

Those present were silent at this moment.

As if the mute button was pressed, the originally lively banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on He Jinpeng and the others.

They know that these young people are in a big deal!

"I see. ”

Kim Zhengnan nodded suddenly, his face as cold as ice.

"It turns out that you threw the cigarette of the god of war who protected the country, and said that the smoke dog didn't smoke it was a few of you turtle grandchildren!"