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Chapter 495: Wine is not used to strengthen courage, but is actually a killing sword(2/5)

A hoarse sound sounded like it was being cut by a saw.

The waiter had goosebumps all over his body.

This voice...

this person……

Damn it!

There are some weird things coming today!

I really want to bet on that uncle's face.

But the hair that was scattered randomly on top of his head, hanging down as if it hadn't been washed for several years, and sticking to his scalp, completely blocked the waiter's sight.

His eyes drifted down and he saw a sack at the side of the sloppy uncle's feet.

"What are you pretending to be?"

"Such a big bag came in without even making a sound..."

The waiter was thinking wildly.

After a long time, he finally came back to his senses and asked: "My guest, sir, it seems that you haven't ordered your wine yet? How do you order it?"

"I'm not talking about drinking my wine, it's his."

The sloppy uncle turned around, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the old man wearing a straw hat.

At this moment, the waiter was completely startled.

Four fingers?

He keenly noticed that the sloppy uncle's thumb was completely flattened.

When one of his index fingers pointed out, looking over like this, it was difficult not to be attracted to his attention.

He quickly looked away.

The waiter knows that there are many capable people in Qinglong County.

These guys with physical disabilities may have been the truly arrogant masters when they were young.

If you stare at other people's physical flaws so impolitely, one of your own may be killed, and the boss will send the body away, pretending that nothing happened.

"H-His wine?"

The waiter stuttered and said in confusion: "It's not good..."

"It's nothing wrong. He drank too much."

The sloppy uncle smiled and flipped his hair, revealing his resolute jawline.

The waiter lost his mind again.

"What a big scar..."

I saw an ugly scar hanging on the uncle's neck that almost covered half of his neck.

Just by looking at it like this, it is not difficult to imagine how tenacious this person's vitality is.

After experiencing such an injury that was enough to cut off his entire neck, he was able to recover with only a scar left...

"This is wine [81 Chinese website www.x81zw.me] money."

The sloppy uncle threw a bag of spirit coins, interrupted the waiter's contemplation, and said: "Watch your eyes."

"Ahh..."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The waiter hurriedly took the money bag and immediately lowered his head, "Okay."

Damn it.

Sure enough, it was discovered.

Such keen perception...

These two people should be the kind of spiritual refiners. I wonder if they are the legendary innate powerhouses...

The waiter was so lost that he didn't even know that the wine pot was boiling.

"The wine is open, put it out."

"Put the beef on top again."

A reminder in the back of my head.

The waiter immediately put out the fire and ran to the kitchen without looking back, preparing to slaughter the fattened cow.

damn it.

What's going on today? Why do I always lose my mind?

If the boss found out about this, wouldn't he be fired?

Seven Swordsmen...

Well, the Seven Swordsmen must be coming, and they keep distracting me from my work!



"Who are you?"

Mr. Sang raised his head, his slightly drunken cheekbones were raised high, and his deep eye sockets were squinted, staring at the uninvited guest in front of him.

Broken finger...

scar……

And this extremely hoarse voice...

If he hadn't recognized the face, he might have recognized the wrong person.

It was obvious that this slovenly man came to the door on purpose.

The goal is yourself.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The sloppy man smiled and said, "The important thing is that when you are drunk, you may do stupid things."

Mr. Sang laughed and said, "Silly thing?"

"right."

"for example?"

"For example..." the slovenly man said in a longer voice, "For example, you might choose to assassinate Gou Wuyue."

Bang——

Suddenly there was the sound of a porcelain bowl falling to the floor and smashing into pieces.

Immediately, the waiter's panicked voice came out.

"Oh, the soundproofing effect of this shabby wine shop is really good. Once the curtain is closed, you can't hear anything!"

"Zhizhizhi——"

The old door curtain got stuck twice, exposing the waiter's buttocks.

Others were hiding inside and pulling hard.

Suddenly, there was a crash and the door curtain broke.

"Ta-ta-ta..."

The door curtain button fell to the ground, and the waiter's silly and cute head was exposed.

Old Sang and the slovenly man walked over in response and looked at each other.

The scene was extremely silent.

"hehe."

"Oh, guest sir..."

"You two gentlemen, please wait a moment while I repair the door curtain..."

The waiter felt like his little heart was about to jump out of his chest.

The right eyelid twitched wildly.

Echoing the "thumping" sound of the heartbeat.

He wiped his face and closed his eyelids.

Then he leaned over, picked up the door curtain, and tried to stick it on again.

After realizing that he was not tall enough, he stood on tiptoes and finally hung the door curtain back up.

but!
To be continued...
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