C7

"Eldest Brother, I wish old mother luck as great as the East Sea and a life as long as Nanshan."

"Our old mother was lucky to have our boss as her son."

"Boss is so filial, my mother is blessed."

"Haha!" Boss Hu was in high spirits. "Brothers, don't let anyone interfere. Have a good drink and let's go."

Boss Hu was pushed into the inn from the front.

However, he saw a single person sitting in front of him. It was as if a beautiful girl had been scratched on his face, causing him to feel quite displeased. "Old brat, what's going on?"

"Great sir, this little one is here. You can't blame me for this. If I kick him out, he won't leave, so there's nothing I can do."

"Then drag him away."

"I don't dare."

"I don't dare!" "You don't dare to fart. Hmph, you dare to provoke me just because you don't dare to provoke him?"

"I don't dare to do that either. Please forgive me, sir."

"Scram, scram to the side. You do not dare to do that, nor do you dare to do that. I might as well kill you."

The shopkeeper obediently retreated to the side.

"Brother, our boss wants you to move to the side, hurry up."

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"Fuck, who do you think you are? Tell us to wait for you, get lost!"

Xiao Feng did not say anything. He did not even raise his head as he leisurely sipped on his tea.

"Boss, this kid refused the toast and refused the forfeit. Someone came and dragged him out. Slaughter him and teach him a lesson."

A group of lackeys swarmed behind him. As they were about to make their move, a person suddenly appeared outside. It was a decadent figure. The pungent smell of alcohol filled the entire inn.

The innkeeper was shocked. Wasn't this the drunk who was half dead just now? He walked into the tavern and said, "Waiter, serve the wine."

When the waiter saw that the situation wasn't right, he immediately hid out of fear. Who would serve wine?

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the drunkard stopped talking and wandered over to the liquor cabinet, bringing out a jar of top-quality red wine. He covered his head and said, "Some people can afford to offend, some people can't afford to offend you. Don't give your life for nothing when the time comes, you don't even know what's going on, ah, sad, lamentable."

Everyone saw him talking nonsense to himself.

When Boss Hu saw this situation, he realized that one of them was a reckless drinker who cared nothing for his life, and the other one was a muddle-headed drunkard who did not care about him at all. An inexplicable fire burned within his heart as he sneered, "Humph, I didn't want to cause trouble at first, but today I'm interested." As he finished speaking, he pulled out the knife at his waist, and with lightning speed, he wanted to slash at Xiao Feng without any warning. The drunkard looked at him and sighed, "I told you, people's lives are worthless, how can people who roam the world not pay for it?" He suddenly became very interested in what the drunkard had to say. The blade energy above his head had already arrived and was very sharp, and just the blade energy alone was enough to injure his body. Xiao Feng's figure suddenly flashed, and coincidentally avoided the blade light, stood up, and walked towards the drunkard.

True energy was rampaging within his body as Boss Hu's second blade was already hacked down. The Tiger Head Saber mixed with a trace of inner strength was swung upwards towards the back of Xiao Feng's head at lightning speed. Xiao Feng was still indifferent towards Boss Hu as his footsteps unconsciously quickened. Although it looked slow, he was barely able to avoid Boss Hu's second slash. Boss Hu missed his first strike twice in a row. His strength leaked out, but he was unable to stop Ye Zichen. He staggered and nearly hit the counter, while shouting angrily due to embarrassment.

The drunkard seemed to be amused. As he drank mouthful after mouthful, he staggered a few steps and appeared behind Xiao Feng in a flash. Xiao Feng had his back facing the drunkard and asked, "Who are you?"

"Who?" "He's just a deity of wine."

"You claim to be a Wine Immortal, but you don't know that in the eyes of others, you're an absolute drunkard."

"Jiu Xian, Jiu Zun, what's the difference? They just like to drink."

"The Wine Immortal is an immortal, and the drunkard is a ghost."

"Haha, then I'm an immortal, a deity! Haha, I'm no slut."

When Boss Hu saw that these two people didn't take him seriously, he burned with anxiety and immediately swung his broadsword down. This time, he used all the strength he had left in his life.

The alcoholic glanced at Xiao Feng, "You don't believe me? Then do you think I'm an immortal or a ghost? "

The Tiger Head Saber had already cut across the sky, a raging aura crazily burst out. The Tiger Head Saber was like a meteor as it flew towards the drunk man's throat. The surging force completely surrounded the drunk man.

The drunkard's blurry eyes immediately lit up. He lifted up the jar of wine in an instant, using the jar of wine as a weapon to meet the sabre of the tiger. Was it possible for the jar of wine to block the sabre of the tiger?

At the moment when the blade touched the edge of the wine jar, it instantly rotated, crazily spinning, the flames splashed in all directions, the rotational force continuously counteracted the strong and heavy force, one move down, the mouth of the jar was sharpened by the blade, Boss Hu was already sweating profusely, his face was filled with disbelief as he looked at the drunk man in front of him. This only lasted a split-second. In that moment, the drunkard completely destroyed Boss Hu's psychological defenses. He was going to spin the wine jar and forcibly block his blade. There was no need to say anything else.

The drunkard chuckled at him and began to drink again. It really was his life.

"Five hundred kilograms of turning, soft but strong, Wu Dang." Xiao Feng said coldly, "Who are you to be called Wu Dang?"

"Wu Dang? Haha, continue to guess, but let me advise you, when a person's obsession is too great, they will eventually be injured by it. Whether they put it down or not is just a thought.

You don't understand. There are some things that you can't put down just because you want to. It will never be able to be left behind and it will firmly press down on you, causing you to be unable to breathe. But even so, you still have to carry it on your back. A trace of pain flashed across Xiao Feng's eyes.

"Hehe, I won't argue with you. It isn't important whether you are right or wrong, I just want to meet you. I just want to see what kind of person can win the Sky Shock Escort Office with a single move. I am unable to change your choice. This is fate, the fate of this world. The drunkard looked deeply at Xiao Feng and said, "We will meet again, young man."

"Yes, we can't avoid it. There are still ten days left."

Xiao Feng left step by step, unhurriedly leaving the tavern like a puppet who was being led away by string.

Looking at the fading back, the drunkard felt his nose sour. He didn't know why, but it could be the smell of alcohol. If he drank too much, the alcohol would get stronger and his vision would become blurry.