Tiger son-in-law

Longfei restaurant.

It's three o'clock in the morning and most of the shops in this street are closed.

Only the sign of Longfei restaurant was on, and Hao Ran caught his eye.

Jiang Xiaobai stood in front of the store and looked at the sign for a long time. He confirmed that he had come to the wrong place. His fingers moved slightly, pushed the door open and went in.

The atmosphere in the store was a little strange.

The floor is spotless, the dining table is clean and shiny, the big fish tank on the left is bubbling, and several fish sink at the bottom of the tank motionless. The booth where professional chefs provide barbecue for guests on the right is red with charcoal fire, with several strings of barbecued fish on it, emitting bursts of fragrance, but there is no one behind the booth.

In fact, not only did the whole store not have a guest, but even the cook and waiter disappeared without a trace. Only a fat man wearing only underwear hung on a ceiling fan.

The man was tied to the ceiling fan. With the continuous rotation of the ceiling fan, he stuffed a salted fish in his mouth. When he saw Jiang Xiaobai coming in, he made a purring sound, and his eyes turned, as if asking for help.

Jiang Xiaobai stood under the ceiling fan and observed carefully for a while:

This man has a tattoo. He shouldn't be a good man.

The muscles are very developed. You should fight often.

His eyes are erratic, his eyes are green, and he must have done more bad things. His anger is in his eyes.

In short, he is a bad man.

It's a bad man.

Jiang Xiaobai came here to beat the bad guys.

Jiang Xiaobai took off his coat, took off his watch, turned off the fan, then came to the fat man, stared at him for a while, pulled out the salted fish in his mouth and asked:

"Who are you?"

"Baga!"

"Your conscience is greatly broken. Sooner or later, I will * * * * you all die."

As soon as the fat man's mouth was free, he began to scold angrily.

Jiang Xiaobai immediately stuffed the salted fish into his mouth, then went to the wall and turned on the fan.

The fat man rotates with the fan again.

Jiang Xiaobai went to the barbecue stand and found that the fish had been roasted.

The yellow orange fish gave off a strong aroma. Jiang Xiaobai moved his fingers. He put three roast fish on a plate, then found a bottle of sake in the wine cabinet, sat at the table drinking and looked at the fat man spinning in the air.

He has already decided that this fat man should be a member of what a dragon club is, because they are all holding a halfcooked woodlouse Mandarin.

It's strange where the others have gone. Who hung the fat man on the fan? Did someone come here earlier?

He wanted to know the answer, but he wouldn't let the fat man down until he had turned 500 laps.

Cheap mouth, that's the end.

When the fat man turned 250 times, the door of the hotel was pushed open. A pale middle-aged uncle came in, sat directly in front of Jiang Xiaobai and asked with a smile:

"Little brother, are you still having supper here so late? Do you mind if I sit here?"

"It's boring to eat alone. I like excitement."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled:

"It's up to you, but there's no cook in this shop. If you want to eat, I'm afraid you have to do it yourself."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "I can't cook. Why don't you buy me a fish and I buy you a drink."

With that, the middle-aged man took out a bottle of wine from his arms, unscrewed the lid, involuntarily added a little to Jiang Xiaobai's cup, looked at the dark green liquor and smelled the pungent smell of medicine. Jiang Xiaobai frowned slightly and said coldly:

"It's not wine, it's poison. At least it's mixed with more than a dozen deadly poisons. Are you from the crazy dragon club?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "no, I'm Mr. Hong's man."

Huh?

Jiang Xiaobai could no longer be calm. She looked up and down at the middle-aged man and asked:

"Which Mr. Hong?"

"Mr. Hong of Shennong Gang!"

The middle-aged man said proudly.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled. He thought he was good at acting. Unexpectedly, there were people better than himself.

Mr. Hong, it can't exist!

But the presence of this man has shown two things:

First, his every move was monitored.

Second, the visitor is not good.

Jiang Xiaobai gently moved his fingers on the table, and a cold light appeared at the bottom of his eyes, but he stared at an iron sign on the table and asked coldly:

"You want to kill me?"

If the person opposite answers wrong, he will pierce his throat with an iron swab in an instant.

The uncle opposite seemed unaware of his hostility. He smiled, twisted his body slightly and said softly:

"You are so interesting. I buy you a drink. You say it's poison and inexplicably say it's killing. It's terrible!"

"Since you dare not drink, I'll drink it myself."

The uncle added a full glass of green liquor to his glass, threw it up his neck and swallowed it, smashed it, smashed it, and praised it:

"Good wine!"

Jiang Xiaobai's pupils suddenly shrunk. Unexpectedly, he met a super master tonight.

The man just moved slightly, which had sealed all the attack routes of Jiang Xiaobai. When pouring wine, Jiang Xiaobai had been looking for his flaws and wanted to strike first. However, what made him terrible was that every detail was so perfect from pouring wine to drinking.

Is this the legendary martial arts have entered the realm!

Jiang Xiaobai was a little depressed. Didn't Shifu say that he was at least in the top five in the world? Why did an uncle suddenly appear to be better than himself? Is this Shifu lying to himself?

At this time, the uncle opposite spoke again:

"Little brother, you really don't drink."

"It's really not poison. You see, I haven't had anything to drink."

"Big man, how dare you be so timid."

Jiang Xiaobai's arrogance surged up and thought, young master, I grew up soaked in potions and have long been invincible. Who are you scaring?

He looked up at the man, bared his teeth, smiled, picked up the wine in front of him and drank it.

What surprised him was that the wine was sweet and good to drink. After swallowing it, Jiang Xiaobai was cool all over. He just wanted to speak. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his stomach and his whole body seemed to be burning. A powerful force began to collide in his body.

Jiang Xiaobai wasted the strength of nine cattle and two tigers, but he was tired with red eyes and sweating.

Then he realized that this wine is not a poison, but a tonic. He can make tonics with more than a dozen kinds of highly toxic drugs. This man is not only powerful, but also his medical skills!

He suddenly raised his head to see what the man was sacred, but found that the man looked at himself with a sneer.

Jiang Xiaobai was angry and shouted:

"What are you laughing at?"

Uncle shook his head and said contemptuously:

"Young man, you can't afford to drink. After drinking one cup, your face turns red like this."

"Unfortunately, my good wine."

Jiang Xiaobai was already drunk at the moment. He was so angry at his speech that he jumped up directly. He stepped on the table with one foot and lifted his hand. He grabbed the wine bottle in his hand and shouted:

"You dare to underestimate your little master Jiang's drinking capacity. Now I'll let you know what mass is."

He grabbed the bottle and poured it into his stomach. In the twinkling of an eye, it was more than half down.

Uncle's face changed greatly and shouted anxiously:

"Bastard, my wine, ouch, my life-saving wine!"

"Little beast! You're looking for death. Do you want to support yourself!"

Then the uncle came behind Jiang Xiaobai like a ghost, and his five fingers were like a hook to grasp Jiang Xiaobai's wrist. Jiang Xiaobai bowed down and kicked him at his temple. The two fought in the shop

Ghosts are heavy, fists come and feet go, and the strong wind is fierce!

Obviously, uncle's speed is much faster than Jiang Xiaobai. Jiang Xiaobai is hit like a sandbag.

But he just drank a whole bottle of tonic wine. He had endless strength all over. He didn't feel pain at all, but he was very comfortable. While playing, he shouted:

"Uncle toy boy, you are fast enough, and your hands are too small."

A fierce look flashed in uncle's eyes. When he crossed the world, Jiang Xiaobai was still playing with earthworms in the mountains. It was so arrogant!

Take a deep breath, uncle's two fingers shine a little and directly point to Jiang Xiaobai's eyebrows.

The cunning in Jiang Xiaobai's eyes flashed by, and the two arms suddenly seemed to have no bones, wrapped around uncle's arm.

With a light sigh, uncle took a step back. Just now, the must kill blow was two inches away from Jiang Xiaobai's neck.

Similarly, Jiang Xiaobai's fingers were three inches from uncle's neck, as if they were on a steel plate and could no longer move forward.

With their eyes facing each other, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly said coldly:

"Jin doesn't regret that he finally found you!"