The Chinese special forces scored two points in the shortest time and won the first place in the military exercise, which greatly shocked the major military powers participating in the military exercise. Even the Eagle Country, which hosted the military exercise, was surprised and ended the military exercise early.
The Chinese special forces who played the role enjoyed hero-like treatment, delicious and sumptuous food, and generous accommodation. What made them feel more comfortable was that they could take a very pleasant hot bath to wash away the smoke and blood from their bodies, and scrub away all the blood.
The thick oil and sludge, soaking in the bathtub and drinking two glasses of strong wine finally relaxed the nerves that had been stretched to the extreme for days.
Xu Qing and Tang Guobin lived in the same room. The brothers brought food and wine into the room, including two large barrels of Irish whiskey, each barrel weighing ten kilograms. The two brothers made a rule before drinking. They were not allowed to use their internal energy to dispel the smell of alcohol.
, you can only drink to your heart’s content depending on your physical condition.
If an ancient warrior could use his inner energy to dispel the odor of wine and be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, even a mysterious warrior would be known as the Immortal of Wine at the wine table. But in this way, he would become a human-shaped still, completely losing the original meaning of drinking.
Atmosphere and enjoyment, many ancient warriors will choose to set rules before drinking. Only in this way can they drink happily and taste the taste of the wine itself.
At his core, Young Master Tang is a master who refuses to give in. He is not as good as Xu Qing in terms of drinking ability, and he is also inferior in terms of physical fitness. But in his words, a man can lie down when drinking, but his courage cannot be lost.
, it was this stubbornness that made him drunk until he was eighty percent drunk, and his tongue became enlarged when he spoke.
Xu Qing was also half drunk. He pulled up his trousers and went to the toilet. Tang Guobin was leaning on the table. Not long after he walked in, he heard a bang on the door, followed by several intermittent sounds.
knock on the door.
"You...boy...what are you doing?" Mr. Tang's loud-tongued voice came from outside the door.
Xu Qing smiled bitterly and replied: "What else can you do in the toilet? Pay the water bill."
Young Master Tang outside the door said oh, and said vaguely: "You...boy, please hand it over first, brother...go to Lao En's room to borrow the toilet, damn, lazy cows and lazy horses urinate a lot...Brother
I also have a lot of poop and urine, haha!" After saying that, he dragged his heavy steps out of the room. En Deli's room was next door. He was responsible for guarding the half-disabled Long Fengyang. This brother was meticulous in his work. He would not go out of his way to guard him.
What a flaw.
Young Master Tang was really drunk. In his mind, he vaguely remembered that Lao En lived next door. It was no big deal to borrow a toilet. Brothers, we should share blessings and hardships together. It was really no big deal to borrow a toilet.
Young Master Tang stretched out his hand and pushed the door. The door was closed tightly. He murmured a curse, and a force of energy shook his palm. The door was opened silently, and he stumbled.
Walking into the door, he squinted at the red wine bottle and the plate with steak and foie gras on the table, and grinned: "Hey! Old En... this guy... drinking old vinegar is boring!" He was already drunk.
The young man was just joking, but he didn't notice that there was a set of military uniforms stacked on the big bed next to the room, with a black eyepatch on top that didn't belong to the gentleman.
There was a cloud under his feet, and his eyes were squinted. Young Master Tang was still holding back a splash of water. He tilted his head and looked around. He saw that the frosted glass door of the bathroom was closed, and there was no one in sight in the mist. He grinned.
He smiled evilly and murmured to himself: "Old En... shouldn't you be taking a bath with the man named Long? Two big men taking a bath together? Hehe, that's interesting."
This guy was born to be a master who was afraid of chaos in the world, and he didn't mind breaking in and causing chaos when two grown men were taking a shower together. He tiptoed to the glass door and gently pressed one of them with his palm.
Open the sliding glass door and count silently for three seconds.
"Three, two, one, open the door and let the dog out to pick up the soap!" Mr. Tang shouted softly, and slid open the glass door with his palm. A stream of water vapor spurted in, and in front of him was a wet woman's body.
The person taking a bath was not Lao En and the man named Long, but Li Lan. She had wheat-colored skin and a curvy figure. Water droplets slid down her skin like broken pearls. There was a delicate orchid tattooed under her navel.
The flower, further down, was covered by a palm, and a few curly hairs emerged from between the fingers...
"Oh! Why did we go to the wrong room? It doesn't look good!" Young Master Tang reluctantly looked away, sighed and turned around calmly, but it was like he was carrying a living little white rabbit in his chest.
, jumping up and down very happily.
"Bastard!" Li Lan yelled softly, gritted her teeth and swung her palm to slash at the pons of Young Master Tang's head. She was so angry that she struck out as fast as lightning. She could no longer care about shame, and she only wanted to make the guy in front of her fall down.
Young Master Tang had already sobered up for the most part. He suddenly heard the sound of wind behind his head and did not dodge. He gritted his teeth and luckily withstood a slap from the palm. He was a responsible man. He only saw a big girl taking a shower and received a slap.
Consider it even.
Poof! A muffled sound like beating leather came out. The back of Mr. Tang's head suddenly shook. He leaned forward and took two steps to steady his steps. He didn't look back and whispered in a low voice: "Brother, I made the wrong move.
The room looked at you once, and you gave me a slap in the face, so we don’t owe each other..."
"Get out..." A trembling cry full of pain interrupted Mr. Tang's explanation. He frowned slightly, as if he heard something strange in the voice. When he turned around, the expression on his face changed slightly. He saw Li Lan covering her head.
She held her wrist and looked at herself angrily, with a look of pain on her brows. She had used all her strength to move her palm out of anger, but she didn't expect that the palm hit her hard and dislocated her wrist.
Young Master Tang frowned, feeling a bit unbearable in his heart. Although it was an unintentional mistake to enter the room by mistake, he saw Li Lan taking a bath after all. Now that his wrist was dislocated, he couldn't just stand by and watch.
After thinking for a while, Young Master Tang suddenly turned around and closed his eyes. His hands reached out and grabbed Li Lan's wrist like lightning. With a little force, he heard a soft sound next to his ear, click! The dislocated wrist had been reset, but the back of his hand could not be moved.
Avoiding touching a springy high ground.
Young Master Tang retracted his hands and turned around, opened his eyes and walked towards the door. He felt like he was in a mess, and he had the urge to escape. There was really no way to explain this thing. It was like drawing a crow with ink, the more you draw, the worse it gets.
black.
Li Lanqiang suppressed the idea of rushing forward and continuing to beat the person, biting his lip and covering his chest, he stood there blankly, with two small flames dancing in his angry eyes. Unknown to him, his eyes were already filled with two pools of tears.
.
Bang! The door closed, and time seemed to have passed as long as a century. Li Lan finally put down the palms that were crossed on her chest. No matter how strong she usually behaved, she was still a woman. At this moment, she had mixed feelings in her heart, and she had won the military victory.
The joy of being the number one performer has long since disappeared, leaving only grievances and anger.