When Ma Zongkui heard that Chen Ao was going to tell a story, he also felt novel, so he acquiesced to this move. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Who knows that as soon as it was spoken, it immediately caused a sensation. Everyone applauded and applauded, and they didn't stop until midnight.

Although Chen Ao only remembers the synopsis of the story, fortunately, it is impossible for these people to read the original book, so he is allowed to play it indiscriminately.

When he talked about Lu Ti's three punches to kill Zhen Guanxi, Ma Zongkui's face turned red, his fists clenched, and he seemed to have become a hero who eliminated violence and peace, and also wanted to avenge the oppressed people. Chen Ao secretly thought in his heart, this stupid guy still thinks he is Lu Zhishen, but he doesn't know that he is actually the town of Guanxi who was killed!

Speaking of Jingyanggang Wu Song fighting the tiger, everyone held their breath and broke out in a cold sweat, as if they were also facing the tiger.

When it comes to the Fengxue Mountain Temple of Lin Jiaotou, he takes revenge and goes to Liangshan alone, and everyone is addicted. Speaking of Ximen Qing Pan Jinlian doing that reluctantly thing, everyone showed an obscene smile again.

Every time Chen Ao finishes a chapter, he can always win the applause of everyone. Listening to Chen Ao's storytelling every night has gradually become a regular entertainment. Chen Ao felt very happy when he saw the enthusiastic looks in everyone's eyes.

Only Qian Laosan, his eyes are always cold and indifferent, it seems that the more Chen Ao is welcomed, the more he hates it. Chen Ao sighed secretly, thinking, what way should I think of to get rid of this hidden danger?

This matter was like a fish in my throat, and I thought about it for a few days, but I didn't find any good way. Qian Laosan is too big and has enough strength, even if it is five or six people, they may not be able to subdue him. Chen Ao felt more and more embarrassed.

That night, Peng Shugen finally got Chen Ao two jugs of wine and carefully handed them to him. Chen Ao knew that this wine could be regarded as Peng Shugen risking his life to get it, and he was naturally grateful to Peng Shugen.

At the beginning, I wanted to get two pots of wine, just to drink a sip at night to warm up my body and relieve the onset of cold poison. However, since Chen Ao has mastered the mental method, he naturally no longer needs this wine. He quietly hid the flask at the head of the bed, and waited until everyone returned to the shack and was ready to sleep, then he carefully took it out, quietly handed it to Peng Shugen, and motioned for him to take a sip.

Peng Shugen was stunned, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the wine, and took a sip in fear. The aroma of wine overflowed, and immediately filled the entire shack. Everyone in the room smelled it and swallowed it quietly.

Chen Ao quietly handed the wine bottle to everyone, and everyone was a little hesitant at first, on the one hand, they didn't dare to drink, and on the other hand, they felt that Chen Ao's gift was too heavy.

But after a while, everyone couldn't help the smell of wine and began to drink. Everyone tacitly took a small sip of it, which was very economical. After a sip of strong wine, my whole body seemed to have a fever, and it was really comfortable on such a cold night.

Although he couldn't see people's faces in the dark, Chen Ao could feel everyone's gratitude. Chen Ao waved his hand, took the wine jug out of the shack, and burrowed into the shed next door. He remained silent and distributed the wine among the people to drink. No one made a sound, and they were very tacit.

In the end, only the shack where Qian Laosan lived was left. Chen Ao thought about it, but still carried the wine jug and got in.

The aroma of wine suddenly filled the shack, and Qian Laosan slept at the door, and got up as soon as he was bone, his eyes looking straight at the place where the aroma of wine came from.

When he saw Chen Ao's figure, Qian Laosan was stunned and exclaimed: "You are so bold, you dare to drink!"

Chen Ao "shh However, Qian Laosan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he jumped out of bed at once, and said: "You are really impatient to live! Lao Tzu is going to report to Manager Ma!"

As he spoke, he rushed out of the shack. Chen Ao was stunned and sighed. Originally, I wanted to use this wine to ease the relationship with Qian Laosan, even if they couldn't be good friends, at least they shouldn't be hostile to each other. Therefore, Chen Ao took the risk and walked into the shack where Qian Laosan lived.

However, the development of events was beyond his expectations. Chen Ao couldn't imagine that Qian Laosan would be willing to be such a "loyal" lackey.

But at this point, there is nothing to be done. Chen Ao simply gave the wine to the others in the shack. After drinking it in a circle, everyone except Qian Laosan took a sip. Although everyone saved, they still drank the two pots of spirits cleanly.

Chen Ao walked out of the shack, stood in the open space, saw Qian Laosan's sturdy body, and led the angry Ma Zongkui to this side. He snorted coldly and said to himself, "You brought it on yourself, don't blame me!"

A cold thought rose in Chen Ao's heart, this feeling was still when he was in Liangcheng and wanted to get rid of Wei Ji. In the face of Qian Laosan's repeated attacks, no matter how good Chen Ao's temper was, he couldn't help but be really angry.

Ma Zongkui held a whip in his hand, walked up to Chen Ao, and roared angrily, "Have you drunk?"

Chen Ao was silent. Qian Laosan had already taken out the empty wine jug from the shack and held it in front of Ma Zongkui with a flattering invitation. As soon as Ma Zongkui smelled the wine, he understood everything, raised the leather whip in his hand high, and shouted: "You kneel down for Lao Tzu!"

Chen Ao knelt down in the distance, exposing his back in front of Ma Zongkui. This is the rule set by Ma Zongkui, if you make a mistake, you will be whipped on the back with a leather whip and suffer the punishment.

With a "snap", the leather whip in Ma Zongkui's hand slapped Chen Ao's back, leaving a long bloody wound. After this period of hard work and cultivation of internal strength, Chen Ao's body is no longer as thin as it was at the beginning. With only a few flesh wounds, he snorted and endured it.

Ma Zongkui sneered: "Okay, the bones are quite hard!" As he spoke, the whip fell like raindrops, and in a moment, Chen Ao's back was already covered with blood, and there was no intact skin.

After seven or eight lashes, I suddenly heard a shout: "Stop!"

Ma Zongkui was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Peng Shugen. Although Peng Shugen was old, his steps were firm, and he strode over and said, "Manager Ma, I have also drunk this wine, if you want to punish me, punish me!" he said, kneeling side by side with Chen Ao.

Chen Ao was startled, endured the pain, and said, "Uncle Peng, you are old, how can you be punished like this!"

Peng Shugen shook his head, his eyes were firm, and he was not afraid at all. Chen Ao was moved in his heart, and reached out to clench Peng Shugen's rough palm.

Qian Laosan said: "Manager Ma, this old man has been with Chen Ao all day long. Naturally, he is indispensable for drinking!"

He hated the house and Wu, and naturally regarded Peng Shugen as a thorn in his side.

Ma Zongkui sneered and said, "Old man Peng, I have long known that you are restless and often secretly get things for others. Once upon a time, when you were old, I turned a blind eye. I can't imagine that you are really brave enough to dare to break the ban!"