It’s better to be drunk

It turned out that Young Wolf was Du Laojiu's man, so they were disgusted. They were naturally happy to see that Young Wolf, who used to be a bully and coaxer, was beaten to bleeding and loss.

Just listening to the knife, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said: "It's interesting."

"Where did those guests come from? Are they so powerful?" Xiaodao asked.

The waiter thought for a while and said, "I don't think he has any origins. He seems to be a student, but that fierce guy who overcame them, I think he must have a lot of origins."

"Why do you say that?" Xiao Dao not only leaned against the stairs, but also took out a cigarette from his arms and asked.

Now, he is quite interested in the macho guy the waiter calls him...

Just listen to the waiter say: "That tough guy was the last one to take action. Originally, he stood at the back like a piece of wood, but later, someone wanted to take action against a girl, and that tough guy stood up. Once he stood up, he became a big boss."

Killing all around, one of Mr. Lang’s younger brothers was killed directly. He’s so damn fierce.”

"Really?" Xiaodao became more and more interested as he listened.

"Brother Dao, you didn't see how powerful that fierce man was just now. After he stood up, the wolf boy was not convinced and started barking wildly with the help of the dogs under his hands. But in less than a minute,

All three of the men in his hands were killed, and I don’t know if one of them was beaten to death... Anyway, there was no movement at all."

"Not bad, not bad." Xiaodao took a puff of cigarette and smiled on his face.

"Then what?" Xiao Dao continued to ask.

The overall ing waiter continued: "Then the wolf boy was bragging, but the fierce man didn't even give him a chance to speak. He just punched him and flew him away. His mouth was bleeding, and he fell off.

Two teeth." The waiter smiled more and more as he spoke.

The knife on the side also had a face full of approval, thinking to himself, that kind of character is really my favorite type.

"What does that guy look like? Where is he now?" Xiao Dao couldn't help but ask. He wanted to see what this person who even his waiters were so impressed by looked like.

The waiter frowned and said, "He... I think that person is a little weird."

"Why is it weird?" Xiao Dao asked.

The waiter recalled: "Actually, I started to pay attention to him when he first went up to the second floor. At that time, he looked a little bit like that... dull and looked like a fool. But later, he became weird.

, when the wolf boy bullied the girl next to him, he seemed to have changed in an instant, and his whole body was filled with... a feeling, like a knife being pulled out of its sheath.

The sword gives people a cold feeling...and!"

"And what?" Xiao Dao became more and more interested.

"And in the end I heard what the girl called him, Aniu... and asked him who it was? He seemed like he didn't even know his own name, and then ran out screaming like crazy."

"Oh? So weird?" Xiaodao asked with a frown.

"Yes, Brother Dao, but this guy's fists are definitely made of iron. They are really fierce." The waiter sighed.

Xiaodao suddenly laughed!

"Compared to me?" Xiao Dao suddenly blinked and looked at the waiter beside him and asked,

The waiter's face was stiff, and he smiled awkwardly: "I can't compare to Brother Dao."

"You kid..."

"Okay, I understand. I'll go up and tell Sister Xie to tidy up this place. The guests will come up to play later." Xiao Dao turned around and said, going up the stairs.

In the private room on the third floor, Xiao Dao had already entered the *** private room at this time.

The Tibetan Mastiff on one side is still standing there like a squatting wooden sculpture.

And Xie Yuting over there was obviously almost drunk at this time...

Her intoxicatingly beautiful face couldn't help but turn a little red... Qianqianyu was holding the wine glass in her hand, still drinking one cup after another.

Zhou Yushu, who was next to him, frowned and sighed: "Xiaoting, drink less..."

Xie Yuting smiled...a sad smile.

Her watery eyes looked at the Bordeaux red wine on the table, and she said blankly: "Zhou...Uncle Zhou...you said...back then...if dad didn't...break...us up, right?"

...Wouldn’t what happened later happen?”

Xie Yuting asked this question again.

Whenever this question is asked, Zhou Yushu doesn't know how to answer this girl.

After such a long time, he never imagined that Xie Xiaotian's wrong decision would harm his daughter.

As for now, Xie Yuting has never called Xie Xiaotian dad again... She is angry with him!

I was so angry that my heart ached.

Zhou Yushu once asked Xie Xiaotian if he should tell Xie Yuting the news that the young man was not dead?

But in the end Xie Xiaotian still refused!

Because if he really told his daughter the news and said that he lied to her... In fact, Yang Hua is not dead yet, but was just imprisoned in a black prison... Then he is not sure whether Xie Yuting will never forgive her for the rest of her life.

Own.

For Xie Xiaotian, if something is wrong, it is wrong! Even if it is wrong, there is no way to go back! So he would rather keep making mistakes like this.

But he never thought that his daughter would change from the well-behaved girl she once was to the black widow who is now famous and feared in the underworld because she could not forget the person she loved.

Zhou Yushu has a secret in his heart but cannot tell her...

Hearing Xie Yuting drunkenly ask him...

He sighed and said, "Xiaoting, it's been such a long time, haven't you forgotten him yet?"

Xie Yuting smiled bitterly.

He picked up a glass of red wine and drank it down in one gulp. At this moment, his charming face became even more rosy: "Uncle Zhou... you don't understand... you don't understand... some people will never be forgotten in this life,"

"It's like... he has grown up with you... Forget about him, and later you will pick up a knife and cut your own flesh... it hurts... it hurts!"

Xie Yuting laughed while talking...and finally burst into tears.

His watery eyes were full of tears.

"Do you know?...Every day...every night...I dream...in the dream...he is actually not...dead...he is still...alive...I believe that one day...I will wait for him

...Come back." Xie Yuting lay on the table...swaying the wine glass in her hand and said...

The Bordeaux red wine in her hand followed the gentle rotation of her wrist, shaking and shaking...
Chapter completed!