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Wu Ling held the wine glass in his hand and muttered in a low voice, just as he continued to eat Yanmen duck casually, he saw the originally weird Xiao Er on the opposite side glance at him.

Wu Ling, who was holding a small piece of duck claw in his mouth, also felt this ill-intentioned look, he chose to avoid it, pretending to be like an ordinary person, deliberately ignoring him, and continued to lick and eat the Yanmen duck leisurely.

However, this short and concise Xiao Er was very cautious, and in Wu Ling, he noticed a little different, but he couldn't say what was wrong, he was crouching there, staring at Wu Ling fiercely, as if he wanted to find out Wu Ling's flaws.

Wu Ling knew this very well, chewing the Yanmen duck in and out, and nodding from time to time, very much like a gourmand tasting food, stunned not to find a problem for the other party.

"Wine, wine, wine, where is the big butler?" The rugged strong man on the side naturally didn't understand Xiao Er's thoughts, looking at Xiao Er's serious appearance, not only did he not find anything abnormal, but he was still casually asking about wine on the side.

As soon as Xiao Er heard that this idiot wanted to drink, he even revealed his identity, and immediately returned a fierce look, and whispered in his mouth, "You guy with a brain in the water, keep an eye on the kid opposite, if something goes wrong, I'll dip you in wine!"

After speaking, he walked past the frightened strong man, and he turned his head to look at Wu Ling from time to time, but Wu Ling, who had a compelling acting skills, was stunned and did not show any problems, and finally gave up, so he had to go down to the first floor in disappointment.

The strong man stared at Xiao Er's departure from a distance, and then changed from his original frightened appearance, staring at Wu Ling, with a fierce and vicious face, as if he wanted to know what had just happened, and what the butler's words meant.

Without thinking about doing things, he forcibly left the table that originally belonged to him, and walked straight to Wu Ling's table by the window.

Wu Ling still gnawed on the meat like no one, and drank the wine from time to time, with a happy and satisfied look, which made the strong man's heart even worse.

"Bastard, take out the wine, sprinkle the family wants all your wine, hum, give it or not?" The strong man said roughly, and at the same time raised his dark and strong iron arm, swaying back and forth, thinking that Wu Ling should always be frightened at this time, but he didn't expect Wu Ling to eat this set at all.

Looking at Wu Ling's indifference, I saw that the strong man was too loud, and shouted fiercely at Wu Ling's ear: "Sprinkle the handle of the strong, bastard, are your ears deaf or how to drop, in the end it is in response to my words!"

Wu Ling turned his head slightly, pretending to have a surprised expression on his face, and his contrived expression made others mistakenly think that he was a strong man who had just discovered the real thing.

"Well, it's not too dark this night, did you just enter the ink pool and bathe out, or is your body filled with too much water and there is nowhere to vent?" Wu Ling's opening made the strong man look confused and at a loss.

In addition to not understanding the meaning of Wu Ling's words, there is another point, that is, I didn't expect that my original high-ranking identity would be counted down by the little-known bastard in front of me, and I couldn't bear it.

The strong man raised his eyebrows, his hands fell down, and he was about to slam on Wu Ling's table, but he didn't expect to stop steadily at a place where his palm was less than an inch away from the tabletop, and he couldn't advance for half a minute.

I saw Wu Ling sitting indifferently, with a wine glass hanging on his left hand, and his right hand was gently pointing at the ankle of the strong man's handle, and his feet were hanging casually.

The people around Wu Ling began to notice what was happening here, and they all put down the chopsticks in their hands and began to look at this side like a spectator. At first, everyone thought that the strong man slapped it down, and the table had to be half-crippled if it was not broken, but they didn't expect the guy who looked extremely delicate to stop the strong man's palm so easily, and couldn't help but wow.

Seeing that the people around him were amazed by Wu Ling's skills, how could a strong man tolerate such an insult, so he gasped and shouted, "I don't know whether I live or die, dare to anger the Sprinkle family, and the Sprinkle family will let you know what regret is!"

The strong man raised his other hand, clenched it into a fist, and roared towards Wu Ling's faceplate, everyone stared at Handle Zhuang's sharp fist with full attention, most of them rounded their mouths and squinted their eyes, as if they were praying for Wu Ling.

Wu Ling was still drinking casually, and he didn't look at the strong handle, and the right hand that grabbed him shook it gently, only to see a person as rough as an adult bull with his feet off the ground, his body hanging in the air, one hand being held, and being smashed out of the window.

The down-and-out of the handle slammed everyone's glasses, causing everyone to slap the table and call the paper tiger, and all the expressions that gave Wu Ling were admiration, and some of them had even begun to joke, only a small number of people reminded Wu Ling to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

After Wu Ling threw the strong man out of the window, he estimated the situation of the surrounding forces, and inexplicably had a doubt in his heart, that is, the current situation, if this strong man has something to do with Junzimen, will Junzimen, who has disappeared for a long time, expose his identity because of such idiots?

It doesn't matter, it will or not, I have to get some information today, otherwise when will the task of seizing the door slasher be a head.

I saw that Wu Ling was condescending, and half of the wine in his hand was dumped, and the only remaining wine dripped intermittently on the head of the handle, and said: "This wine tastes okay, but it's a pity that the amount of wine is not good, tsk, I fainted so quickly." ”

Having said that, Wu Ling was actually just telling the people downstairs, or more to warn the seemingly extraordinary junior Er. Just as they were steadily soliciting customers, they were unexpectedly surprised by a loud noise, and when they heard the sound, they happened to hear Wu Ling's sharp words, and some people who didn't know the truth really thought that someone was too drunk and fell down from the window on the second floor.

"Oh, this is a problem for us, how can someone be so stupid, drink a drink and fall, look at the body, not like a person who can't drink. One of them, a slightly innocent junior, said this, and the others began to echo it.

"Yes, yes, this is not ****, this is not, we can't operate normally, damn it. ”

Wu Ling noticed that the butler's expression was getting more and more iron, but he only smiled indifferently.

The funny thing is that some sycophants think that the housekeeper is angry with this "drunk" man, among them, there is a bold bald guy who doesn't know whether to live or die in the past, kicked hard on the strong buttocks, and said: "The gentleman goose duck This land is also something that people like you can mess with, get up and get out of here." ”

After the bald man finished speaking, he didn't forget to coax and incite the other guys around him, a master, the small one did a good job, not only perfectly solved the embarrassing atmosphere, but also saved the face of the gentleman goose door, and even played the signboard of the gentleman goose duck out, this time the master did not reward himself well.

While the bald head was inciting, the afterglow gradually swung towards the butler's side, and the happy expression that he was expecting from the butler did not show, but was replaced by a darker face. The bald man began to panic.

Wu Ling naturally saw it clearly above the second floor, like a theater watcher, quietly watching everything underground, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, where there are really people, there are rivers and lakes.

The bald man saw that the butler did not speak, but just stared at him viciously, a look of dignity that he had never seen even if he had been beside the butler for many years.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked the bald man thought that he hadn't handled this matter well, so he pushed his chest, took a deep breath, and then walked to the side of the handle, just because the handle was unlucky, he was lying on the sand at this time, otherwise even if he gave the bald man 10,000 guts, he would not kick out again.

Under the bald man's foot, he turned his body in pain, facing up, and then fainted, his mouth spitting out heavily.

The bald man's foot is not tight, but the terrible thing is that there are already people around him who have begun to recognize the identity of the handle.

"Isn't this the master of the handle, how can this be?"

"Bald, you're miserable this time, I guess no one can save you. ”

When he tried his best to defend himself, he saw that his chest had already been pierced by an iron fist the size of a steamed bun, and the blood was splashing rapidly, without any signs, everything happened so suddenly.

Seeing the death of the bald man, Wu Ling upstairs stared at the person behind the bald man, only to see that his face was flat, without revealing any strange look, faint, as natural as drinking water, and this person was the housekeeper who hid the identity of Xiao Er.

The butler's shot was completed almost in the blink of an eye, and Wu Ling saw it clearly upstairs, and it was estimated that it was a sharp fist, which seemed to have a little more bloody feeling compared to the eighteen palms of the dragon.

At the same time as the housekeeper drew his fist, the other two little two who had been soliciting customers downstairs with him appeared together, their eyes were staring at Wu Ling upstairs viciously, and after half an instant, the corners of their mouths were curled in unison, and a sense of murder and invisibility arose.

This time, the guys who gathered here gradually guessed the reason for the matter, and couldn't help but start to point the finger at Wu Ling, and all kinds of evil **** voices in their mouths, I don't know when it started, the entire Junzi Yandian store was filled with all kinds of foul language.

The butler waved his palm, and he responded domineeringly and relievedly: "I don't care about anything else, everyone here today, don't want to leave alive." ”

Suddenly, all the crowds in the Junzi Yanmen began to surge, and at first they held the people who watched the excitement and suddenly retracted their laughter, while the people who had a little martial arts were slightly afraid, but in the face of the ordinary people downstairs, they had to be said to be outnumbered.