Others have turned their cups bottom down and not a drop is left. You can't just hold the cup and keep it up.
Dry!
When the refugee saw that the two brothers were giving him face like this, he immediately drank a drink.
Xi Tong can only do it again.
I haven't even ordered the food yet, so I just drank two glasses of wine. Even if Xi Tong is a good drinker, he still can't bear it.
Seeing that Ou Huang wanted to toast, Xi Tong quickly picked up the cup and said, "Come on, let's go together."
Damn it, I can't let you two take turns fucking me.
When picking up the wine glass, Xi Tong asked the system: Can the wine be received into the system space?
The system answered yes, and slowed down the situation very considerately. Xi Tong only had wine on his lips, but actually didn’t drink a drop.
After mastering the new skill, Xi Tong immediately became proud and said: "Boss, change the bowls and add four more bottles!"
But the refugees screamed excitedly, the big brother is so bold and interesting!
Ouhuang felt bitter in his heart. Grandma's was destroyed by a wolf.
"Stop, stop, stop, Brother Diao, we haven't ordered yet."
The refugees shouted: "Order some chicken and have some wine. Brother Diao, let's ignore him and drink!"
Xi Tong ignored Shabi, the refugee, and picked up the menu and casually ordered two vegetarian cold dishes. The two guys on the other side ordered two meat dishes and a soup.
After eating a few mouthfuls of vegetables, Ou Huang felt confident again. He picked up the antique flat-bottomed bowl and said, "Brother Diao, three bowls are not enough. Let's compare and finish three in one go."
The refugee also picked up the bowl, "I don't want to say anything anymore, it's all in the wine."
"Fuck, what are you talking about? Just pour the wine. If you want to drink, you can serve Brother Diao later." Damn, you are a pig teammate.
Xi Tong thought to himself, you are not willing to die.
What kind of wine did they drink when they couldn't finish three bowls of it? What did you drink? If Wu Song drank Niu Er on Jingyanggang, Teemo would definitely have a headache, stomachache, eyesore, and weak knees.
However, what is Xi Tong afraid of? Let alone three bowls, even eighteen bowls, Xi Tong can finish it in one go.
Ouhuang didn't pretend to drink. This bowl cost more than 2 taels, and three bowls weighed half a catty. When he finished drinking, he slumped directly on the backrest and stared ahead with dull eyes.
Xi Tong was a little worried, "Brother Huang, bah, brother, are you okay?"
The refugee grabbed Ou Huang's head and shook it, "He has something wrong with him. I don't know about him yet! He will be fine if he drinks two kilograms and sleeps. Leave him alone. Come on, Brother Diao, we can't do anything but three bowls."
Post.”
Xi Tong cursed in his heart: It really takes a turn. If I didn't have a system, I wouldn't have been forced to hide under the table by you.
After three bowls, the refugee also slumped on the backrest in a daze.
"Drink some water, drink some water!"
Xi Tong was afraid that something might happen to the two of them when they drank, so he picked up the kettle and secretly mixed a ball of holy water of life into it.
The two of them chatted slowly while holding cups, and never mentioned drinking again. They were not on the same level at all, and they would be humiliating themselves by comparing themselves.
…
Although Ou Huang was not drunk, he was already a little dizzy, and the scenery in front of him was slightly blurred, ghosted and shaken.
Look at the person opposite, isn't it Xi Tong?
"Xitong!" Ou Huang raised his hand and pointed.
Xi Tong's heart skipped a beat. Did I reveal my secret?
"Xi Tong looks so much like Brother Diao...but...you are not as handsome as Brother Diao."
The refugee also rubbed his eyes, "Hey, I also think it is, what kind of virtue did that Shabi Xitong accumulate in his previous life to be one percent as handsome as Brother Diao?"
Although Xi Tong felt jealous in his heart, he still had to ask who "Xi Tong" was with a smile on his face.
The refugee gulped, "Don't mention it. A big guy in our class fell in love with a freshman girl. It turned out that this girl liked a loser classmate. The big guy in our class was so angry that he made us stare at the girl every day.
When will you be alone?"
Ou Huang stretched his head and lowered his voice and said, "Brother Diao, I'm telling you, don't spread the word."
"You tell me, I definitely won't pass it on."
"We, the wealthy Banana gangsters, are ready to bully us. Hey, Shabi just gave us five thousand yuan, and he wants us to help him commit crimes. It's a dream. This is a crime of rape, and it only started in three years."
refugees
He said smugly: "We two are working hard every day, ringing bells as monks, getting money, and doing things as usual, but there is an opportunity. We have had more than a dozen opportunities, but we have not told him once."
"Later, it turned out that the big dog was pushing too hard, and we had no choice but to beat up Xi Tong, who was with girls every day, but in the end, alas..."
"Brother Diao, I'm telling you the truth because I don't treat you as an outsider. We don't tell most people."
"We have absolutely nothing to say to our brothers. If Brother Diao you have an idea about a girl, just tell us and we will help you find opportunities and we will definitely catch her."
Holy shit!
Xi Tong suddenly felt a sense of admiration.
I always thought these two guys were money-minded bastards, but I didn't expect them to have very upright views.
Fortunately, they have integrity and a bottom line, otherwise, Zhao Dachuan would have had more than a dozen chances to succeed.
Mistake! Mistake!
Thinking of the terrible consequences, Xi Tong shuddered, broke out in a cold sweat, and his slightly tipsy head suddenly woke up.
However, after thinking about it again, Xi Tong felt relieved again.
When Zhao Dachuan approached the refugees to do this, it was destined to be fruitless. Now this result is not unexpected at all.
No more talking, just based on this matter, I will protect you two.
"Ou Huang, I wonder if you have any special skills or do you have any dreams?"
Ou Huang blinked in confusion. Wasn't he talking about girls just now? Why did he suddenly jump to an irrelevant topic like dreams? Do I look like the kind of person who focuses on being an orphan?
The refugee next to him immediately helped answer: "This guy's biggest dream is to be a blacksmith. Brother Diao, let me tell you a secret. It is said that Ouhuang's family has a family tree, and his ancestor is Ou Yezi. Hahaha, I am laughing so hard. This
My family is really reliable."
He is indeed very reliable. Just because his surname is Ou, he directly wrote Ou Yezi on his family tree.
However, Xi Tong had a thought in his mind. It didn't matter whether he was a descendant of Ou Yezi or not, as long as he liked forging. He happened to have a blacksmithing expertise and had no place to use it.
"Are you really good at blacksmithing?"
Ou Huang lowered his head in shock, "No. In this era, who still forges iron? When I was a child, I turned a few swords on my lathe, and Shabi, a refugee, even stole them for me."
"How can you break a few swords, and you can use them as saws after just two days of playing with them?"
"Fuck, you can just cut down trees. You have to cut down telegraph poles, and you have to mention cement. Why didn't I electrocute you Shabi?"
Xi Tong thought to himself: Awesome!
The memories of the last time I stole the refugee were only related to Zhao Dachuan, and there were also some memories of the refugee's childhood. The trivial matter of Chen Sesame and rotting millet was not stolen. But I didn't expect the refugee to be so ruthless when he was a child.
"Refugee, did you play any games when you were cutting down telephone poles?"
The refugee was stunned for a second, "Damn it, Brother Diao, how did you know you were playing with tainted milk powder at that time? Damn it, I'm so angry when I think about it. I spent two thousand yuan on a sky condom that day. It's so stupid that I didn't even get a single one."
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Fortunately nothing happened, otherwise you would still be alive today?
Thanks to the penguin, saving one life is worth building seven bungalows.