Chapter 651: Drinking Soup

"Count the time, they should have arrived. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info But that's right, at this time, it's too late for the people of the Hong family to avoid suspicion, and of course they won't do too much in this matter, dispatching a private army is the proper meaning of the question! Moreover, as far as I know, the old man of the Hong family was originally born in the former dynasty Hongmen, and later in the new dynasty, although the Hongmen has long been blown away, but there are still many people who take refuge under his door, the private army you are talking about, if my guess is right, it should refer to these people, right?"

Hearing Chang Zhenru's words, Su Mingqiu didn't seem surprised at all, just picked up the wine glass and took a sip gently.

"Hey, I really can't hide anything from you! However, those old guys in Hongmen are almost dead now, these people are their next generation of apprentices, especially the Hun Sen I said, although he is not famous, but at the beginning, he used the pseudonym as the head of the Jingshi 'Mighty Dart Bureau', wandering all over the world, challenging the kicking gym, and there were dozens of famous boxers who died under him. Later, he disappeared, and my subordinates pursued him for two years before they found out his true identity, and when it was time to do something about it, this man suddenly disappeared, but I did not expect that now I would meet him abroad. ”

"Is there such a thing? But the mighty dart bureau of the Jingshi was originally the property of Hongmen back then, and now it is estimated that it has already fallen into the hands of the Hong family, and there is nothing wrong with the Hun Sen who you said to challenge the kicking hall with this identity. It's just that since people are here, then I can't help it, I really can't hide from it, so I have to do it again! But you, Chang Zhenru, can talk to me at this time, and it is not in vain that you and I have been friends for many years, come on, drink. My wine is the best I brought from Taibailou in China, and I soaked a century-old ginseng in it, and after such a long time, there is so much left. ”

While speaking, Su Mingqiu didn't say much, just patted his hand lightly on the table in front of him, and suddenly there was a snap, and an antique wine jar at the corner of the table immediately jumped up, and then splashed a large piece of wine from the mouth of the altar, straight up more than a foot high, and the aroma of wine overflowed.

Then Su Mingqiu led his hand down again, and the wine in the sky immediately returned to the forest like a tired bird, and they all closed in one place, turning into a bright line of water, and it continued to fall into the wine bowl in front of Chang Zhenru out of thin air.

In an instant, the wine jar fell back to its original place, silently, and the red wine just filled the big bowl, no more, no less!!

"You cloud hand...... , hey, it's really getting more and more fascinating, I'm really ashamed to do it in front of you, so I can only drink. However, only a guy like you will really not take those people of the Hong family in his eyes, and if you are someone else, you are afraid that you will run as far as you can. ”

Chang Zhenru saw that Su Mingqiu suddenly lit up such a hand, and immediately knew what Su Mingqiu wanted to express, so he didn't say much about this matter at the moment, picked up the bowl, tilted his neck, and drank it.

Although the private army of the Hong family is a descendant of the Hongmen, all of them are masters, but this is not in the country, with Su Mingqiu's kung fu, there is really no need to be afraid of anyone.

Chang Zhenru originally wanted to use this news to sell well, but when he saw Su Mingqiu's cloud hand being displayed, he immediately changed the topic.

"You two, it's really not happy, one drinks with his mouth, the three-dollar wine cup can drink a meal, and the other simply doesn't drink. Especially you, Wang Yue, you can play such a fierce fist, your physical strength is explosive, and the strength is fierce is simply the only one I have ever seen in my life, but how can you not drink?

"No, alcohol is still a stimulant in the final analysis, although drinking less can invigorate the blood, but drinking too much will damage the brain and spirit. According to your drinking method, no matter how good your kung fu is, after you reach the age of seventy or eighty, your physical strength will decline to an extreme, and your hands will start to tremble. ”

Wang Yue and Chang Zhenru were not familiar with each other, so they didn't have many scruples when they spoke, and when they heard him say this, they couldn't help but smile. However, it is indeed true that he said this, the people who practice kung fu are originally vigorous, they were good at drinking when they were young, and it seems that it is nothing to drink as much as they want, but in fact, it is equivalent to cooking oil on fire, and they will be hurt by alcohol unconsciously.

After a long time, I don't know how to converge, and when I get old, my physical strength declines, and there is a chance that there will be major problems in my nerves. The trembling hands are quite light, there are those who have practiced foreign boxing all their lives, they are addicted to alcohol, and many of them have cerebral hemorrhages before the age of sixty, and they are not dead or disabled!

"Seventy or eighty years old? Isn't there still more than twenty years to go, no matter what, no matter what, life is already so boring, if you can't even drink wine happily, then it's better to die directly. What's more, there are a few people who can get a good death in our business, and the business on the tip of the knife may not wait until then, and your old brother and I will be slaughtered, I don't know where the corpse is?"

Chang Zhenru seemed to have drunk up, shouted loudly, poured another bowl of wine himself, stretched out his chopsticks to put a bunch of meat slices in the pot, and stuffed them into his mouth for a while.

"However, your statement is not unreasonable, so I never let my apprentice drink. However, you can drink wine, drink some soup, the base of this pot is the treasure of the town store of Lao Tiexi Laishun brought from China, and then boiled with meat slices, the taste is really amazing. Come on, Chang Heng, why don't you get a bigger soup bowl for your little uncle to moisten your throat. ”

"Okay, master!"

Chang Zhenru laughed, Chang Heng, who was cutting meat with a knife on the side, hurriedly agreed, reached out and wiped it on the apron tied around his waist, and immediately picked up a large blue and white porcelain bowl from the side and walked over.

Chang Heng, who has been tired of the rank of captain in Long Xiangwei, although he is already in his thirties, and he has a lot of power under his hands, but on this occasion, because of his seniority, he can't even go up to the table, so he can only take chopsticks and bowls on the side, and make a cameo appearance as a running guy in the hotel for a while.

Now that he heard his master shouting like this, he naturally understood what Chang Zhenru meant, so he gently skimmed off the foam on the top of the pot with a spoon, filled a large bowl of broth, and handed it to Wang Yue.

The brass hot pot on the table is about a circumference thick, and smokeless charcoal is stacked underneath, and the soup and water in the pot are boiling endlessly, and the white air rises, and when it is a little closer, the people who are roasted are hot and sweaty. It is enough to see how hot the broth in this is.

"Uncle Junior, please drink soup!"

And after this Chang Heng filled a bowl of soup, he also held it with both hands and sent it respectfully to Wang Yue. At the same time, the waist bent downward, just like a junior offering tea to an elder, Wang Yue didn't take the bowl, he didn't straighten up.

"Oh, are you serving tea, or do you want me to drink broth? In addition, you are older than me, and besides, we are not from the same school, so you don't need to call me uncle. ”

As soon as Wang Yue saw this Chang Heng holding the bowl with both hands, he immediately understood that this was Chang Zhenru taking revenge on himself. When he met Chang Zhenru for the first time, he had a fight in a daze, and as a result, the other party was disgraced and lost face, and then so many things happened, and the two sides did not meet again, I thought that this was the end of the matter, but I didn't expect to meet today, but he was waiting for himself here!!

And, apparently, this is also all premeditated. However, Chang Zhenru still pitied his feathers in the end, especially in front of Su Mingqiu, he couldn't do anything to bully the small, so he let his apprentice take this opportunity to embarrass himself. Although there may not be any big malice in this, but everyone is now respectful to this part, and even the little uncle has called out, once he doesn't dare to drink, it will be a shame, and even Su Mingqiu will be disgraced.

"Etiquette cannot be abolished. My master and Mr. Su are friends and confidants, and you are Mr. Su's junior brother, of course, you are my little uncle. The rules for us who practice boxing are as big as the sky, and Chang Heng doesn't dare to sit on an equal footing with you. Uncle Junior, please drink soup!!"

Chang Heng was also smiling in his heart, but the expression on his face was always respectful, he bent down and gave up his hand, and a bowl of steaming broth was still churning in the mouth of the bowl, and he immediately sent it forward.

Although Chang Heng is Chang Zhenru's apprentice, after he is over thirty years old, his kung fu has been passed on to the fullest, and his personal ability is outstanding. There are really not many people who can make him spend so much effort to "serve tea"!!

However, Wang Yue is obviously not afraid of this. Hearing him say this, he immediately laughed: "Since this is the case, then I will recognize you as a nephew." I happened to be thirsty now, and I drank your bowl of soup. ”

As he spoke, he actually took the bowl from Chang Heng's hand as soon as he stretched out his hand, and then tilted his neck and poured a large bowl full of broth into his mouth. The throat stirred, and in the blink of an eye, there was no drip left to drink.

Such a hot soup, almost boiling away, let alone drinking like this, flows through the delicate esophagus, even if it is directly splashed on the person, it will immediately cause a third-degree burn. But Wang Yue is different from ordinary people, ordinary people practice kung fu, no matter how high the kung fu is, even if the power penetrates into the internal organs, it is also a meat person, at most, the kung fu of practicing qi is profound, and he can wrap hot water in one breath and swallow it in his abdomen, and he has never drunk such a big bowl in one breath like him.

Fortunately, Wang Yue's body has been transformed several times by the sword weapon Qinglian, and the strength of his body is dozens of times that of ordinary people, which is not difficult for him!!

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