Speaking of this, Zhang Feng wanted to laugh. The cheater had the nerve to show off here. If they hadn't held back, there might have been many variables in World War II.
Haha, Zhang Feng smiled and said nothing and continued to drink with him.
By this time, Saccoli had fully understood that Zhang Feng was going to get France drunk and then kill him here.
However, Sakoli didn't know how to do it, but he believed that Zhang Feng could handle it.
Saccoli's drinking capacity is much better than France's. He can drink. On the other hand, Saccoli's body is almost exhausted by alcohol and sex, and he has become quieter only after being in prison these days.
He was about to die after just a few glasses of wine, and Zhang Feng persuaded him to drink before he could eat anything. He drank two glasses of wine at once, two glasses of wine with over 30% alcohol.
The two followers were stronger. They were eating and drinking like hungry wolves.
"Sakori, please serve some more food!" Zhang Feng shouted.
"Okay!" Sakoli responded and walked out.
If you listen carefully and rub it carefully, you will be able to hear the problem in Zhang Feng's words just now, because Zhang Feng turned against the guest and asked Sakoli to get something.
But now France can't tell the difference between east, west and north. He is trying to be strong and supporting.
"Come on, Mr. France, don't worry about this Sakoli, let's drink!" Zhang Feng raised his wine glass again.
France didn't seem to hear it and looked very confused. Zhang Feng said again: "Mr. France, are you in trouble? Haha, this is how men in Italy drink. Forget it, I'll drink by myself." Bar!"
As Zhang Feng was about to drink it himself, France quickly said: "Who said that? It's up to me!"
France took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, his body swaying. Those two people didn't care whether France could do it or not. They were eating well and drinking well. They wouldn't encounter such a good thing for several years. If you don't make a living this time, you'd be sorry for yourself.
"Well done, Italian men really impress me!" Zhang Feng shouted loudly.
It is not good to persuade someone to drink alcohol, it must be prohibited, but now Zhang Feng wants to get him drunk and doesn't care about his life or death.
Besides, he can't die.
When Saccoli came back, France had already bent down under the table, while his two followers were still eating.
Zhang Feng walked behind them, grabbed their heads with one hand, and then they collided and they softened.
Seeing this scene, Saccoli was very nervous. The enemy was there and he could kill him in less than a minute.
But that was useless. Instead, it would cause endless trouble. His father was the ****, so Sakori endured it.
"What are you doing standing still? Put it down!"
Zhang Feng saw him standing there in a daze and shouted quickly. Saccoli reacted and put the plate down. Zhang Feng then started to eat, and his eating was even uglier than France's two followers, but Sakori ate If you don’t go down, what should you do next
"Lee, what are you going to do?" Sakoli couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Feng said: "Eat, wait until you are full, don't waste it!"
"This..." Sakoli didn't understand. He could still eat at this time, okay!
More than an hour later, Zhang Feng cleared the things on the table, wiped his mouth, and said: "Okay, Sakori, close the door, oh no, let the news out, the three of them will stay here today. , tell the prison guards not to come!"
Sakoli was surprised because this Oriental man was very good at eating. He almost ate all the meals by himself. Sakoli himself didn’t eat anything. He was so good at eating. This was the first time he saw an Oriental man. He can eat so well. He is a big eater. He is much better than those live broadcasts on the Internet. If he goes live, he will definitely be popular. Looking at his eating style, there is no other person in the world. Sa Corey's eyes were opened.
"What? What's the problem?" Zhang Feng asked him.
"No, no!" Sakoli said and stood up: "I'll do it right away."
This was agreed in advance, not to tell everyone the news that they lived here, but to let the news out, not deliberately.
Sakoli came back after a while, waiting for what Zhang Feng would do next.
Zhang Feng sat there and said, "Tie these two up and let them talk. Don't you have something good here? When they wake up, hit them a little and make them psychedelic!"
"What about him? Are you going to kill him?" Sakoli became excited but also very nervous.
Zhang Feng said: "Why do you want to kill him? It doesn't take so much effort to kill him. If you tie him up, your chance to stand up will come!"
Sakoli was excited and seemed to understand what Zhang Feng said.
He pulled France out from under the table, tied him up and stuffed his mouth with something, and then kicked him hard to relieve his hatred.
"Okay, wait another hour and wake him up!" Zhang Feng said.
Sakoli couldn't hold back his excitement and asked: "Li, what do you want to do?"
"Let him say everything he is hiding in his heart!" Zhang Feng said.
Sakoli was shocked. It was indeed this, but was it effective? Those things were his life, and speaking out was life-threatening.
"He won't say it, even if he is drunk, he won't say it!" Sakoli was a little disappointed.
This method is old-fashioned and useless. Even if he can say it, what can a drunk person say? The evidence is not strong enough.
"Who said it when he was drunk? I said it when he was sober!" Zhang Feng said.
"This is even more impossible!" Sakoli shook his head helplessly. He had been working on it for a long time, but it turned out like this. Is this the only trick this oriental man has? There is no symmetry with his skills at all.
"Just watch, if you believe me!" Zhang Feng said.
"good!"
Saccoli could only say this, because he could no longer retreat. He had boarded Zhang Feng's pirate ship and it was impossible to get off unless he died.
That's right, if he says no now, Zhang Feng has a hundred ways to kill him.
In fact, the purpose of setting up this banquet was not to make France drunk, but to deceive others and let everyone in the prison know that he drank here and was still drunk, so he wanted to live here.
Once again, Zhang Feng wanted to eat, and eat well. Otherwise, Sakoli would not bleed to get so many delicious foods.
Otherwise, just call France here and tie him up directly, without so much trouble.
Now that France has been tied up, he is waiting for him to wake up. According to Zhang Feng's prediction, he will wake up in an hour, and then he will be beaten again.
"Prepare a big bucket with a small hole in the bottom. It can't be too big and can drip water slowly. Then get a shelf and put the bucket on the shelf." Zhang Feng said.
"Lee, what do you want this for?" Sakoli asked.