What Huang Xiaobei didn't know was that during the more than two hours that he and Karl were chatting on the rooftop, the dinner party in the banquet hall never stopped, and even went on all the time.
Did you see the two Qinghong Gang brothers in the toilet? They didn't come out to the toilet drunk, but they escaped from the banquet hall with their lives...
To be honest, they were quite lucky. At least they escaped, unlike others... who didn't even have a chance to escape.
Slowly pushing open the door of the banquet hall, Huang Xiaobei stepped in. As soon as he took a step, Commissioner Huang stopped where he was, and was extremely shocked by the sight in front of him!
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In the silent and messy banquet hall.
I saw people lying on the table, and people lying under the table. How many people were there before I left, and how many people there were again after I came back.
The difference is that those people were standing before I left, but when I came back, they were all lying down. Well, a few of them were foaming at the mouth.
The scene in front of me could be described as a mess, with corpses everywhere, more than thirty living people all lying on the ground, and no one standing.
For a moment, Huang Xiaobei even suspected that the demon party had come and killed all the people at the dinner party.
But the empty beer bottles on the floor silently told me the fact that these people were not beaten to death, but drank to death...
Some of the eldest brothers from the Qinghong Gang still had a lot of slap marks on their faces. They probably couldn't drink it anymore and were slapped to death...
"Give me a drink. Anyone who doesn't drink today will be shot to death!"
"Pap-pap-pap-pap!"
Huang Xiaobei swallowed silently, this is probably what happened...
Huang Xiaobei walked into the banquet hall fearfully. As he walked, Huang Xiaobei scanned the messy hall and thought to himself, "No wonder the big brothers from the Qinghong Gang were drunk to death. Before he left, he put a wall full of beer.
It’s gone, and instead there are empty bottles all over the floor, almost filling the banquet hall.”
Moreover, half of the large chandelier in the hall was broken, and the remaining half was dangling on it, and it was not known when it would fall down.
Huang Xiaobei looked carefully again and found that there was actually half a beer bottle stuck on the chandelier?! It was probably someone who drank too much and used the beer bottle as a javelin...
What surprised Huang Xiaobei even more was that there was a person lying beside the door of the banquet hall, that is, at his feet? Lying there was a person who looked very familiar.
I have to say that this man's posture is very strange. Although he is unconscious, his posture looks like he is crawling? His right hand is gripping the carpet tightly, and his left hand is struggling to reach forward... Huang Xiao
Bei read a strong desire to survive in this man's strange posture.
Huang Xiaobei turned the man over.
It turned out to be Mr. Wu...
Huang Xiaobei silently turned Wu Ye back over again.
Good luck, Mr. Wu.
Standing up, Huang Xiaobei was ready to see the corner where Lao Wei and the dead bald man were drinking themselves to death, but at this moment, Huang Xiaobei had just taken a step when a pair of hands suddenly grabbed his trouser legs.
Immediately afterwards, Huang Xiaobei heard an extremely weak voice coming from behind him.
"Help...save..."
Huang Xiaobei quickly turned around and said overjoyed, "Hey, Fifth Master, you didn't drink to death. I thought you just now...you drank to death now..."
Huang Xiaobei looked dumbfounded at Master Wu who passed out again before he could turn around, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Why can't you hold on a little longer...
Looking at the unconscious Fifth Master and the people who drank themselves to death on the ground, Huang Xiaobei sighed, who on earth taught him this kind of virtue?
Aren't people in the underworld generally good at drinking? It's better now, I don't even know if they are still alive.
Huang Xiaobei had no time to pay attention to the big brothers of the Qinghong Gang. Anyway, in Commissioner Huang's eyes, they were at the "will you die or not" level.
Looking around the lifeless banquet hall, Commissioner Huang silently searched for his two roommates who had been stabbed a thousand times in the mess on the floor.
Because the banquet hall was full of the unpleasant smell of alcohol, Huang Xiaobei covered his nose while looking for Tang Seng and Wei Silin. However, after searching for a long time, Huang Xiaobei saw everyone, but he didn't see his two.
Not even Brother Maozi saw the roommate who suffered a thousand blows.
The commissioner, who was about to suffocate due to the smell of alcohol in the banquet hall, covered his nose and thought bitterly.
"Damn it, these two bastards died in that corner. I wonder if I can't sleep now if I can't hear you snoring and grinding your teeth?"
Huang Xiaobei ran to the center of the hall, intending to turn it out one by one to have a look. As he was flipping through it, Huang Xiaobei suddenly found a very strange thing appearing in front of his eyes.
Wine bottle mountain, yes, it is a hill made of wine bottles. The reason why it is strange is because there seems to be something buried under it?
Huang Xiaobei stared suspiciously at the mountain of wine bottles in front of him, which was almost as high as where he was squatting, and then tried to dig.
As a result, Qi Ye was dug out...
Looking at the big slap mark on Master Qi's face, Huang Xiaobei grinned.
Master Qi probably didn't drink to death, but was beaten to death...
After burying Master Qi again?! Huang Xiaobei is not going to look for him anymore. Let's die. Let's die. Those two guys will die in a corner somewhere.
Huang Xiaobei covered his nose and stood up to go back to the dormitory to sleep. But as soon as he stood up, a very strange sound came from Huang Xiaobei's ear.
"Grrrrrrrrrr."
Huang Xiaobei glanced back subconsciously, but behind him was only a dining table that was overturned diagonally, but the sound did come from behind the dining table.
"Grrrrrrrrrr."
Huang Xiaobei blinked, then subconsciously walked towards the source of the sound.
Finally, behind the dining table, he found Tang Seng, Weslin, and Brother Maozi sitting on the ground.
Huang Xiaobei was stunned when he saw the three of them for the first time.
After a while, the special correspondent couldn't help but swallowed and said subconsciously.
"Um, can I ask something? Are all the people in this room drunk by you?"
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When Huang Xiaobei left two hours ago, although the atmosphere in the banquet hall was lively, it was still reasonable.
Brother Maozi and the eldest brother from the Qinghong Gang were holding each other's backs, blowing beer. The eldest brother from the Qinghong Gang was also holding back his breath to drink this Maozi down. Tang Seng dragged Weslin, who had drunk to death, and still stood aside and sang and howled like a ghost.
The atmosphere was extremely lively and harmonious as they sang.
But after waiting for about half an hour, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became a bit "bizarre".
This matter mainly depends on Brother Maozi. This guy insisted on drinking with the big brothers of the Qinghong Gang. After drinking six or seven of them, he actually said, "The Qinghong Gang are all trash?
"
Brother Maozi, it's okay if you don't drink. But if you drink, you won't be able to keep your mouth shut.
And it was after he said these words that the big brothers of the Qinghong Gang, represented by Mr. Qi, became angry.
Stepping on the beer box, Master Qi put on an air of gazing at the world and said: "Who the hell are you calling a waste! Come on, drink, I'll shoot to death whoever doesn't drink today!"
As Master Qi spoke, he spat on his hands, apparently preparing to shoot several people to death.
The remaining dozen eldest brothers of the Qinghong Gang also rushed forward and directly surrounded Brother Maozi and Tang Seng.
Master Qi stepped on two boxes of beer, pointed at Tang Seng, Brother Maozi, and Weslin under their feet, blushed and said: "Drink! If you don't drink all the wine for me tonight, I'll shoot you."
Kill you!"
And then...and then nothing more.
In just one hour, the Qinghong Gang was completely wiped out. The two eldest brothers of the Qinghong Gang fled into the toilet crying and howling. They never came out, and the fifth master almost escaped.
The seventh master was even worse. He threatened to shoot others to death, but the first one was shot to death...
When the Qinghong Gang was either drunk to death or shot to death, Brother Maozi and Tang Seng looked at each other who was shaking but not falling. Their eyes suddenly burst out with strong fighting spirit!
A very strange fighting spirit.
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Tang Monk stepped on Weslin's head with his foot, and sat under his buttocks on a chair piled up with wine bottles and several big brothers from the Qinghong Gang. He had German dark beer in his left hand and Maotai in his right hand. He drank it like drinking water.
Fill.
Andreev had vodka in his left hand, Erguotou in his right hand, and several bartenders sitting under his buttocks. Like Tang Monk, they poured the water into his stomach like drinking water.
The two eldest brothers met their opponents in chess and were about to meet a good talent. Although they were drinking, their eyes were burning with fighting spirit.
They stared at each other, as if the person sitting across from them was their father-killing enemy, and bit the wine bottle with such force that it was as if they were biting each other.
Just by looking at their movements as if they were drinking water, and their smooth and fluid behavior of opening a beer with their teeth, you can tell that there are probably not many people in the world who can compete with them on the road to drinking.
Huang Xiaobei was dumbfounded as he watched the two of them drinking. He was dumbfounded as to how the two of them could still drink after finishing off all the Qinghong Gang.
He had no idea how much the two of them drank, because each of the two eldest brothers had two mountains of wine bottles next to them!
He also had no idea why they didn't vomit after drinking so much wine, and why they didn't want to go to the toilet?
But looking at the white foam gradually coming out of Andreev's mouth, and looking at the deep red color in Tang Monk's mouth, Huang Xiaobei only knew that they should have finished drinking soon.
"Um...drinking is not a vindictive thing. How about you? Is it okay for you to do that?"
Brother Maozi's eyes were dizzy and he was already foaming at the mouth, but he still poured bottle after bottle into his stomach.
I took the time to say something.
"This is dignity!"
"Um...I think if I read it correctly, you are probably all rushing to drink yourself to death. Shouldn't you be a little calmer? After all, dignity can't be eaten, you say?
right?"
Tang Seng's eyes were blurry, but there were raging flames burning inside them. A small mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, but he still proudly drank up the Maotai in his hand. He threw away the empty bottle and opened another bottle of foreign wine.
Staring at Brother Maozi, he cursed with blood coming from the corner of his mouth.
"He, he, a poor monk, has never lost when he drinks, and he can let you, you foreign devil, win!"
Elder Tang was vomiting blood, drinking alcohol, and staring at Andreev.
Andreev was foaming at the mouth, drinking wine, and staring at Monk Tang.
The two of them were fighting each other without giving in, and they had already become really angry.
Seeing this, Huang Xiaobei couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
Are these two wine gods coming down to earth? Isn't this drinking too exaggerated? If I hadn't seen this scene tonight, I really wouldn't have known that the dead bald man could drink so much.
But he looked quite sober, and what he said had already been compared to drunken words... "Oh my god, are you drinking or spitting blood? Brother, stop drinking, you are just filling the bottle with blood."
ah!!"
"Pfft——!" As soon as Huang Xiaobei finished speaking, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from Elder Tang's mouth and he fell down with regret.
Before falling into coma, he murmured with tears in his eyes.
"Just a little bit, just a little bit..."
Seeing that Tang Monk had drunk down, Brother Maozi stood up excitedly and looked up to the sky with a smile, "Haha! Sure enough, sure enough, no one in this world... Gu Gu Gu Gu..." Brother Mao Zi laughed three times and followed
It started to foam like a crab, and then fell down.
Before falling into coma, he murmured with a smile.
"Finally found a rival..."
Huang Xiaobei stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
Looking at the two people on the ground, one was vomiting blood and the other was frothing.
Huang Xiaobei swallowed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"What the hell...didn't you all drink yourself to death?"
As soon as Huang Xiaobei finished speaking, Tang Seng suddenly sat up from the ground with his face covered in blood.
Looking at the unconscious Andreev, Elder Tang pointed at his defeated general and laughed.
"The poor monk tried a little trick, but you won't be able to do it. Hahaha, after all, I am the best drinker in this hotel!" As he said that, Elder Tang picked up the half bottle of dark beer at hand, took a big sip in celebration, and then...
.....
Elder Tang, who was spitting blood, looked up and fell under Huang Xiaobei's dull eyes.
Huang Xiaobei nodded silently.
"I'm really drunk now."
"Hey, 120? This is the Tianlong Hotel. Someone died. Can you guys come over? Huh? How did he die? Well, he died after drinking..."
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The next morning, Tang Seng couldn't get up. In fact, he slept for a full day and a half and didn't wake up until the next night.
As a result, the first thing he did when he woke up was to ask for a drink. After that, he refused to give him any wine, so he gave Master Sun a slap in the face, and then slapped Lao Wei twenty-four times in the face.
Then continued to sleep.
It seems that he hasn't sobered up yet and is still drunk.
Brother Maozi is similar. He is said to be invincible after a thousand cups of wine. After drinking with Tang Seng last night, he actually slept for a whole day. When he woke up, it was obvious that he was not sober. He actually called Karl a little baby? And let Karl
Stick your butt up...
It has to be said that the two eldest brothers have become gods this time. According to the statistics of Master Sun and Karl, they drank more than a thousand bottles of beer last night, and almost countless others.
If nothing unexpected happened, half of the drinks inside went into the stomachs of these two eldest brothers.
And it was thanks to these two eldest brothers that the hotel was paralyzed for nearly three days, because most of the people were drunk and sent to the hospital, especially the Qinghong Gang, whose combat effectiveness was drastically reduced.
The seventh master is still in the hospital with a hanging bottle, and the fifth master has been in pain for several days. The other eldest brothers of the Qinghong Gang are also lying on the bed and moaning...
But one thing that is more annoying is that nothing happened to the two instigators. They could jump and dance after sobering up. I really wonder what they became in their previous lives. (To be continued)