"Gang leader・・・・・・" All the members of the Youzai Gang knelt on the ground and hissed and persuaded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Bring the wine!"

"Helper......

"Bring the wine!"

“......”

"Ben said, bring the wine!"

The ghost old man looked at Mei Ziming, who was smiling but extremely persistent in front of him, and said slowly with tears in his eyes: "Okay!"

The ghost old man turned around and left, and soon came back with a jar of unopened old wine, gently placed it on the table, and said softly: "Helper, the wine is here." ”

Mei Ziming reached out and took out a few wine glasses from the coffee table, and asked Wuwu, "Do you want to drink?"

Wuwu looked at the kneeling people outside the house, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't drink, don't drink・・・・・・"

"Brother Feng, do you want to drink?"

Feng Yinyang, who sat indifferently and tasted tea from beginning to end, didn't look at Mei Ziming, and continued to sip tea by himself.

"So・・・・・・ General Muxian, you and I are drunk together!"

Mu Xian looked at Mei Ziming in front of him, and wanted to refuse, but Mei Ziming directly stuffed the cup into his hand, and said loudly: "Today, get drunk with you!"

Mu Xian looked at Mei Ziming with a dark complexity, and said, "Get drunk together!"

With tears in his eyes, the ghost man silently poured wine for the two of them, and sighed softly and stopped dissuading.

Mu Xian raised his glass and said: "The first glass of wine, I salute Shaohua, and there is no fragrance. After speaking, he drank the wine in the cup and exclaimed, "Good wine!"

Mei Ziming smiled and raised his glass: "The second glass of wine, the wind is in its prime, and the spirit is high." After speaking, he also drank the wine in the cup and looked at the ghost elder.

The ghost old man burst into tears and poured the cup full of wine for the two of them again and stepped aside.

"The third glass of wine, don't forget, there is nowhere to put it. ”

"The fourth glass of wine, the sun is shining, and the youth is just right. ”

"The fifth glass of wine, drinking the rain in the middle of the night, a touch of red dust. ”

"The sixth glass of wine, toasting the flowers, flowing dreams. ”

"The seventh glass of wine, toast the morning dawn of half a lifetime, forget the sorrow. ”

"The eighth glass of wine, toasting the moonlight and falling into the city, like water and tenderness. ”

"The ninth glass of wine, toasting the summer and warm, floating like a dream. ”

"The tenth glass of wine, the smoke is gone, and the red face is still the same. ”

"Eleven glasses of wine, toasting the streamer is easy to break, and the love is self-sufficient. ”

"Twelve glasses of wine, salute me for my slenderness, and close the moon and shy flowers. ”

"Thirteen glasses of wine, the past is like smoke, and the years are like songs. ”

"Fourteen glasses of wine, to his son, whose beauty is like jade. ”

"Fifteen glasses of wine, salute the so-called fate, only to be forgotten. ”

"Sixteen glasses of wine, toast Cangsheng and sing, and dance to the fullest. ”

"Seventeen cups of wine, toasting and sorrowful, a lifetime of confusion. ”

Mei Ziming shook his body, his face was flushed, he looked at the wine glass in his hand with confused eyes, and said with a smile: "Eighteen glasses of wine, salute the lights of the city, be careful of the candles." ”

He drank all the wine in his glass, then collapsed in his wheelchair and fell asleep.

Mu Xian held the wine glass, looked at Mei Ziming who had fallen asleep, and said slowly: "Nineteen glasses of wine, I am as drunk as a dog, I am not as good as you." ”

After drinking all the wine in the cup, he stood up and walked out of the courtyard without looking back.

Wu Wu looked at Mu Xian who was leaving, and thought that Mu Xian still wanted to make himself a general, so he hurriedly pulled Feng Yinyang, who was sitting on the side, to follow Mu Xian.

After the three of them walked out of the courtyard, they took an off-road vehicle, avoided the northern suburbs battlefield, and drove to the command center located in the eastern suburbs battlefield.

Wu Wu looked at Mu Xian, who was driving, and said curiously: "General, after drinking more than a dozen glasses of wine, why don't you see you blushing?"

"It's all forced out with internal force. ”

"I thought you'd drink to kill your sorrows・・・・・・"

Mu Xian hit a zombie dog that rushed towards the off-road vehicle with all his might, and said indifferently: "It's not me who needs to borrow wine to kill his sorrows, it's him." ”

"Mei Ziming?"

"My emotional wounds have been lost and cannot be gained, and his emotional wounds cannot be gained because they can be gained. ”

"Because you can get it, you can't get it?" said Wu Wu in confusion, not understanding the contradictory words that Mu Xian said.

"The two love each other, but there is the hatred of killing the father and the hatred of breaking the body. Mu Xian replied.

"Damn!!Such blood?!"

Mu Xian turned his head, glanced at Wu Wu and continued: "Do you know the background of the Mei Gang Master?"

"Mei Ziming's life experience?"

"Gang Master Mei was born frail and sickly, and when I knew him earlier, the medical profession determined that he would not live to be twenty years old. ”

"Twenty years old?! Although Mei Ziming is quite young, he looks older than me, right? Carefree was shocked.

"Because of the arrival of dark energy, there are natural treasures in the world such as ginseng fruits, which are great supplements for ordinary people and awakened people, and it is by relying on the continuation of the ginseng fruit that the Mei gang leader can survive to this day. ”

"Can the ginseng fruit still live?" said Carefree in surprise.

"For us ancient warriors, it can increase a certain amount of internal force, and for ordinary people, it can maintain the activity of body organs. ”

"I see, what is the revenge of killing my father?"

Mu Xian said: "The four great families took a fancy to the industry of the Youzai Gang and wanted to swallow it, at that time there were no ancient warriors, and the Youzai Gang was just an ordinary large-scale enterprise, and the title of the Youzai Gang was just another name for other people's enterprises that made their fortune from the two Guangzhous." ”

"Mei Ziming's father was killed by people from the four great families?"

"Sort of, although I didn't do it, but in the end, the industry was about to be swallowed, and seeing that I was powerless, I committed suicide in depression. ”

"Was the property of the Youzai Gang finally swallowed up by the people of the four major families?"

"Later, the dark energy changed, and the backbone members of the Youzai Gang were the first to produce a few ancient warriors, plus I met the Mei gang leader, and the property of the Youzai Gang was preserved. ”

"That so-called emotional wound is ・・・・・・"

"The side woman of the Murong family, the first of the four major families, and Mei Ziming have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. The first person to take revenge after the Youzai Gang had the ancient warriors was the Murong family, which was based in the same land, and entered the ancestral house of the Murong family, and killed the woman's mother by mistake, and this feud was concluded. ”

"And then?"

"Later, the Murong family was furious and wanted to gather the ancient warrior department of the Federation to eliminate the Youzai Gang, but I raised my sword and killed the Murong family to stop it. ”

"I see, is Gang Leader Mei's legs also because of his illness?"

"When his father brought him to Nangong's house in the west to sue for peace, he was interrupted in public in the park where you practiced swords. At that time, I was confronting your master in the square because of what happened that night, and I witnessed everything, and after the people of the Nangong family left, I stepped forward to help his father carry him away. ”

Wu Wu suddenly remembered the old things that a bystander said after he finished practicing swords in the morning before the end of the world, and asked: "I have heard about this incident you said, why didn't you save him at that time?"

Mu Xian was silent and said no more.

Feng Yinyang, who was sitting in the back row, said flatly: "So he said that he couldn't afford to hold this sword." ”