"To me, this bottle of wine is worth ten thousand yuan, so what, can I take the money now?" Pointing to the wallet in Sun Shao's hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled brightly.
"You..." Apparently frightened by Zhang Xiaoqiang's feat of "feeling deeply and suffocating" just now, it took Sun Shao a while to regain his composure. He reluctantly took out 10,000 yuan from his wallet and was about to He handed it over, but was stopped by Qin Puze.
"Haha, what's the matter? Mr. Qin, do you want to regret it?" Zhang Xiaoqiang still smiled lightly.
Qin Puze snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's only ten thousand yuan. Last time you saw that my dog spent more than this amount every day. Do I need to worry about ten thousand yuan?"
"Ah, that's right. Young Master Qin comes from a wealthy family, so naturally he won't care about ten thousand yuan. Then I dare to ask what Young Master Qin means now?"
"Nothing? I just wanted to ask if you still want to make extra money?" As he spoke, he took out his wallet from his pocket.
"Hey, I don't have the habit of carrying cash, but I can withdraw cash with a card in the store, so... a glass of wine costs 2,000 yuan, do you still have the guts to play?"
"Urasawa, you..."
"Oh~ Leng Che, this is a matter between men. You have also seen that we have no intention of forcing Xiaoqiang. If he wants to leave, we will never stop him. I am just giving him a chance to make money."
Speaking grandly, Qin Puze took out a credit card from his wallet.
"Sigh~ It's really annoying to compare people to each other. I worked hard for a month but only earned 500. You noble gentlemen who grew up with golden keys are just "playing with others" and just piling up money. Forget it, Mr. Qin, since you are useless You want to humiliate me so much, so I will give you this opportunity. I hope you have enough money in your card."
With a slightly meaningful smile on his face, Zhang Xiaoqiang said a stream of consciousness in his mind: The old man gave Master Wu the management rights.
"OK, the possession begins!"
"thorn slip~" The body trembled.
Sun saw the situation and laughed loudly: "Haha, don't force it if you can't hold it anymore. I just saw you standing and shaking. We are not responsible for anything that happens to you when you drink like this."
With a bull's eye glare, Wu Song straightened his back: "Drink a bad wine, Ji Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai, how can your wine be intoxicating?"
After saying that, his eyes swept around, and finally aimed at the ice bucket containing the wine.
Wu Song reached over and flipped over all the ice cubes inside.
Mr. Sun's eyebrows trembled slightly: "Zhang, what do you want to do!?"
Wu Song raised his face and scolded casually: "Nonsense! What else can you do! Drinking, of course!"
After saying that, regardless of the situation, he took all the drinks on the table one after another. If the bottle was opened, he poured it directly. He did not use the bottle opener for the bottle without opening the bottle. He relied on brute force to open the bottle cork.
Then, one bottle after another, all the drinks in the house were poured out.
Now even Qin Puze was a little scared. He couldn't help but said: "You, you don't want to live anymore? You, don't tell me that you plan to drink so much..."
"Gudong~"
Without even listening to what Qin Puze said, Wu Song held the wall of the bucket with one hand and raised his head to drink.
In that posture, his throat was constantly beating, and the oozing wine stains slowly flowed down his neck.
Two minutes later, Wu Song finished drinking and threw the bucket on the table.
All the arrogant people looked around and saw that there was no drink left in the originally full ice bucket!
"Well, drinking like this is quite interesting!" Wu Song wiped his lips generously.
Damn it! This is so fucking awesome!
Zhang Xiaoqiang: Lord Wu is mighty! Wu Ye, the god of wine!
Zhang Fei: Wow, what kind of Bacchus is this? I can drink it just like me, Zhang Fei! (Not convinced.)
Du Xing: Ouch, Erlang’s wine pairing is quite interesting. I’ll have to try it out for my brothers later.
Doctor Hua: It’s over, it’s over, drinking like this is really too much.
…
"Xiaoqiang, are you okay?" Su Lengche's cold face was full of worry at the moment.
Wu Song waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay! Where are you following me now? Hey, kids, get the wine quickly. Grandpa, I haven't had enough!"
After drinking a barrel of wine, Wu Song's bandit temperament was immediately revealed.
But they are not just being boastful. They usually rely on their family's power and they have always bullied others. How have they ever been scolded and embarrassed like this in public
More importantly, Wu Song's current behavior was misunderstood by them as drunken and acting crazy, so...
The man who ordered the order touched the ground and poured the wine bottle. He had been at the back of the crowd. At this time, Wu Song was urging the drinker with his back turned. He took advantage of the gap and took two quick steps, picked up the bottle and smashed it at the back of Wu Song's head.
"Xiaoqiang!!" The girl's voice shook her eardrums.
But Su Lengche's reminder was still a step too late, and the wine bottle hit the back of Wu Song's head.
At the right time, there was a "bang" sound, and the heavy wine bottle shattered into pieces.
The ordering boy succeeded with one move and sneered triumphantly: "Damn! You really think that these brothers are your heroes! Grandpa? Today I will ask you to find out who is the grandfather!!"
After he finished speaking, the ordering boy thrust forward with the dregs of the wine bottle broken into pieces, with only the mouth of the bottle remaining, aiming directly at Wu Song's back spine.
The cut on the bottle head is extremely sharp. If it were hit, the consequences would be disastrous.
Zhang Xiaoqiang: Master Wu, watch your back!
Shi Jin: Xiaoqiang, don’t panic! Erlang is my fourteenth brother, a few young boys can't hurt him.
Wu Yong: Back then, Erlang Jingyanggang Dahu drank eighteen bowls in a row. Looking at his behavior today, that kid is probably going to be a loser.
The young master obviously hurts people a lot on a daily basis, as can be seen from the way he behaves and how ruthless he is.
He seemed to regard hitting and hurting people as fun, as if the process gave him pleasure.
"Hahaha, Zhang Xiaoqiang! There are some people you can't..."
"Snapped!"
The words suddenly stopped, and a sharp pain came from his wrist.
The young master glanced at his right hand and stopped it less than 1 centimeter away from the target.
"You want to fight, don't you?!"
As soon as I heard this powerful shout, Young Master felt his whole body leave the ground, and immediately flew out like a kite with its string broken.
By the time I realized what I was saying, the young master had already been "hit in the waist by the wall", and then he slid straight down from the wall like a fallen mural.
"Zhang, do you want to die?!" Mr. Sun was quite interesting. When he saw his brother being beaten, he also grabbed the wine bottle on the table and pounced on him from behind.
But before he could swing it, Wu Song counterattacked with a slap that was as fast as a lightning slap.
"Pah!" The applause was loud and clear.
There is no doubt about Wu Song's combat effectiveness, especially with the blessing of drinking BUFF, his physical attack power increased exponentially.
Mr. Sun, who was hit by the attack, was unable to take any countermeasures. After completing a 720 degree spin, he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
Fortunately, it was possessed by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Otherwise, with Wu Song's original body that killed a tiger with his bare hands, both Mr. Sun and Young Master would have to report to the King of Hell.
(End of chapter)