The boss almost always spoke in a pleading tone, but Shi Xiu still calmly said: "You serve good wine, even if you are drunk, why not? The road to drunkenness is stable and you should always come. Other places are not worth it. Come on, I will give you a bowl of it, boss!"

After saying that, Shi Xiu stood up staggeringly, grabbed the wine jar with one hand and poured it into the bowl, but his hands were shaking violently, and many of them were spilled outside.

Is he really drunk? Of course not. After so many years of exploring the world, he has developed the habit of being cautious. Even if he drinks, he rarely drinks. Unless many good brothers are together, especially when he sees Dai Zong drinking too much today, he has to stay awake. What he said just now is just intentionally pretending to be drunk.

The boss could only sigh in secret when he saw this, thinking that it was not that I wouldn’t help you, but that you were asking for it yourself. Don’t blame me if you suffer a loss later.

Then he had to bring a small jar of wine to deliver it, but before the wine was placed on Shi Xiu and the others' table, he saw a hand stretching out from the air and intercepting it first. It was the garlic nose.

I saw the guy smiled gloomyly, and slapped Kaifeng without hesitation and sniffed it: "What a great wine. You've drunk it almost all. It's better for the master to taste it for you."

Shi Xiu pretended to be big tongue without hesitation and said, "Si, four, all the worlds are brothers. If you want to drink, take it over and drink it, don't be polite."

Shi Xiu's words are already very good. If it were a casual man or a person in the world who wanted to take advantage of the situation, he would be in a sedan chair and say a few polite compliments. If you get the benefits, Shi Xiu will also have face and be able to live on both sides. If you might as well, you will sit down and have a drink together to make friends.

This is the advantage of Shi Xiu. He has been in the martial arts world for so long that he knows that there are so many right and wrong. Instead of taking everything seriously, it is better to take a step back and open up the sky, which can save a lot of trouble. So as long as others don’t go too far, he will not bother to worry about it, otherwise he will not have to fight every day.

So he is much better than most leaders. Many of them are because they can't help but argue with others and beat them to death. They have to flee in the world. For example, Li Kui, Shi Yong, Du Xing, Liu Tang, Shi Jin and others are all like this, and even Wu Song and Song Jiang are no exception. However, Shi Xiu, who loves to stand up for the most, has no problem. It has to be said that his calm personality has helped him a lot.

This is a strange creature that combines calmness and anger, a mixture of ice and fire, so Du Jia attaches great importance to him, not under the old brother Shi Jin, this is a person who feels very at ease no matter what he does, not just charge in the battle.

The garlic head was stunned at first, and he didn't seem to have expected that Shi Xiu would give him the jar of wine so generously. It would be fine if he stopped when he was ready, but when he saw Shi Xiu grow up so much, he didn't resist. He thought he was a natural coward, so he wanted to gain more.

So he continued to smile and said with a smile: "Oh, it seems that I have met the God of Wealth. Since you have said that all the brothers in the world are brothers, then I happened to be a little tight recently, so please lend me 300 taels of silver to the envoy. This should be a trivial matter for you, hahaha."

As soon as this guy came up, he asked for three hundred taels of silver. It was basically the entire income of a middle-aged family for three or five years. It was obvious that he wanted to bully Shi Xiu. Shi Xiu looked at him and said, "This tolerance brother was joking. We poor families don't have so much money. If you want this jar of wine, please don't have any other requests."

Unexpectedly, Shi Xiu dared to touch him with a nail. He was furious. He picked up the jar of wine and threw it hard on the ground. With a 'bang', it turned into seventeen or eighteen pieces. The fragrant big bend of the Yellow River flowed all over the ground. Then he shook his hand and slapped Shi Xiu's face: "You guys and women, do you think you are? What do you think you are?"

He thought that this slap was sure to be sure, and he had often slapped the civilians and prisoners, but he was caught by Shi Xiu in the air. Shi Xiu said coldly: "You really want to let it go right?"

If someone familiar with Shi Xiu can already smell the smell of blood, he will not be angry easily, but if he is angry, it will be out of control, and it is even stronger than the Black Tornado Li Kui. Moreover, the less he says, the stronger the emotions he expresses.

You really want to put it right?

There are only six words, but the oppressive power is far better than what I said before. If Garlic Nose knew Shi Xiu’s previous experience, it would be too late to apologize or even kowtow to beg for mercy. Unfortunately, he made another wrong choice.

He pulled his hand back and continued to curse, "You are so clumsy man, you dare to stop me. It seems that if you don't teach you a lesson, you won't know how powerful I, Mr. Huang, are."

After saying that, he stepped on Shi Xiu and was careful and punched him. It was a standard black tiger heart-wrenching move, and it was quite a bit of momentum.

Unfortunately, he met Shi Xiu, a Shi Xiu who had decided to take action. He tried hard to kill Shi Xiu. Before his fist arrived, Shi Xiu's kick came out early, and his nose flew back immediately, which was more than ten times faster than his punch.

There was a 'crackling' sound, and the garlic nose knocked down a large table and bench, grinning on the ground in pain. Then the guy got up and was embarrassed and embarrassed. He pulled out the iron ruler from behind and rushed towards Shi Xiu: "Master, you, a dog-like person, dare to beat me. If I don't discount your dog legs, I won't be Huang."

The so-called iron ruler is an iron plate that is more than three inches wide and three feet long. It is named because it looks like a ruler used to measure clothes that is dozens of times enlarged. It is generally a common weapon for the public because it will not easily see blood, but it has enough killing and power. Many public people like to use it to torture prisoners the most, and Huang San is also one of them.

I saw the iron ruler hanging on the sound of the wind slapping towards Shi Xiu's face, and the garlic nose and face were also grim, as if he had seen Shi Xiu's face being beaten with blood. He had used it many times.

And even so, it would be difficult to relieve his anger. He was determined to clean up the "troubled man" who dared to beat him, and at least he had to discount one arm or one leg to make him a disabled waste. As for the consequences, he didn't have to panic at all. He just arranged a charge for Shi Xiu. Anyway, they had done a lot before, and there were his people in the public sector. If they didn't do it well, they would have to ask Shi Xiu and the others to apologize or even pay the money before they could settle it.
Chapter completed!