Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

The fat man's teeth trembled, but seeing Deng Jie's look of horror for help, and the rough place under the pitiful face, he gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, beating a woman is not a man's job."

Yan San lifted his eyes and said coldly: "Then beat the man, you, are you going to stand up for her?"

Huanian quickly switched camps and stood beside Zhou Ziqing. The other three who had supper together were a little late, and then turned around.

Not to mention that their relationship with Zhou Ziqing and Ling Qingyu was just fine. It was just that the two war-god men over there had already squeezed their fists, and they absolutely would not be with the group of ****.

"What do you mean! Deng Jie, you are so cheap. Back then, you moved Ling Qingyu to help you beat the fat man to get rid of the entanglement of the fat man. Why now your husband doesn't want you to have no money, so you just look at the fat man? "" Mr. Hou said with a look of contempt, and then turned and stood beside Zhou Ziqing (Ling Qingyu could not squeeze in by him) angrily said: "You want to fight, right? I'm the one!"

Wang He looked like he was constipated. He was the monitor. He finally found someone to pay for such a grand class reunion. What do you think is this?

Deng Jie, you just want to make a fat bubble bubble. Are you okay to tell Sun Qing to provoke Ling Qingyu? Even if people are now down, the rich dad is dead, and the rich husband is divorced, you can't forget that Ling Qingyu was a female king back then!

"What does a good classmate party do?" Yan Wei Shishiran separated the crowd from behind and walked up, saying: "How bad is the fight, let's change it."

"I listen to Director Yan, what do you say to Director Yan?" The fat man quickly stepped down and said.

"How about setting the stage?" Yan Wei said with a smile.

"Longmen formation?" The fat man was taken aback for a moment.

Yan Wei casually picked up a bottle of red wine on the long table, and said, "Yeah, let’s put it on the table, Fatty, are you a treat today?" Seeing Fatty nodded, smiled deeper and said: "Then be proud and let it Look at the courage of our people in Ningcheng."

The fat man suddenly straightened his chest and said: "Yes! Let's set the stage, Wang He! Go call the waiter and bring me two boxes of red wine!"

Wang He was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the bottle of expensive red wine that Yan Wei was holding in his hand just for the last celebration. He wanted to remind the fat man, but when he saw Yan Wei raised his eyebrows, he immediately looked like a smile. Stopped his thoughts, and walked outside while saying okay.

The long table was cleared, and a long dragon lined up with wine glasses from low to high, with nine layers superimposed on the dragon head and seven layers on the dragon tail.

There are a total of 118 wine glasses.

Longmen formation, to put it bluntly, is to fight for wine. Both sides first throw a sieve, one chooses the first and the other foot, and then drinks in the middle. The one side falls first, and the other side loses.

The fat man did not expect that Yan Wei commanded the hem to be such a giant dragon. His complexion was a bit bad, but he was already at this level. Who is with me?"

Fatty’s business is big, so naturally there are a group of people who want to cheat him, and seeing that they are about to fight, Yan Wei came forward with such an idea, and it seems that he also wants to help Fatty. With this determination, such a good flattery. Naturally, the opportunity will not be let go. Besides, Deng Jie was the dream lover of the boys in the class back then. Now this pitiful appearance has stimulated certain hormones, and several people stood up immediately.

President Hou pointed to a classmate who just wanted to do business with him and shouted: "Oh, you Tang Xiu, you are not righteous! Didn't the fat man open a building materials market? Are you flattering him and not cursing me?"

Tang Xiu shrank his head and said, "Mr. Hou, we are not talking about business now. We are fighting for the goddess in our hearts. You like Ling Qingyu, but Deng Jie was what I always liked back then!"

Several male classmates directly beat him down and shouted: "We are loyal!" Damn it, can you say that? what! You have no wife, but our wife is still standing behind!

Fight wine? Yan San smiled coldly and began to roll up his sleeves.

He has deep internal skills and is not afraid of the cold. Even if it snows outside, it is nothing more than a shirt and a coat. When he came in, he had already taken off his coat. At this time, he only wore a shirt and his sleeves were rolled up. A few scars on his little arm came out, coupled with his cold smile.

The fat man shivered.

"How many are Ling Qingyu's friends?" Yan Wei opened the cork of the red wine bottle and began to pour the wine with the waiter, and smiled at the four Yang Zhao who had quietly stood next to Ling Qingyu, "Are they all from the north? I heard that people drink well."

The fat man was taken aback for a moment, and then exclaimed, "Yes, you drink well, and one is worth three. If you count this, you have more people!"

He Li glanced at the people standing here. In addition to the five of them, there were indeed many male classmates including Liu Mei and Xu Hong’s husband who stood up, glanced over Mr. Hou, and smiled slightly: "You said that too. Yes, we don’t bully you either. Since we are standing for our own women, then, among the five of us, you can pick one at random, and we alone will set the stage with you. How about?"

After a start, the fat man hurriedly said before Mr. Hou: "This is what you said! Can't go back!"

Zhao Yinfeng snorted coldly and said, "Quickly choose, I can't watch you all!"

Fatty looked at all the five people across from him. Damn, one is more handsome than one, and one is better in figure! Sweeping his gaze over the scar on Yan San's hand, he immediately turned away, this one is not easy to provoke, and the big bear is not easy to provoke! The board next to him is so fierce..., since the guy with the insidious smile dared to bring it up, he wouldn't drink badly, right! this one!

This one is so beautiful, looks thin, and has a much gentler expression than others.

That's him!

The fat man pointed to Yang Zhao and said, "Just you! Do you dare?"

Yang Zhao had already taken off his long coat, wearing only a shirt and happy sweater. The fat man said, with a hint of coolness at the corners of his mouth, untied the sweater, and said, "No problem, but I don’t feel like drinking just like that. Sorry? Let's have another gamble."

After throwing the sweater away, Yang Zhao also began to roll up his sleeves. He still said with a faint expression: "I lost, the five of us asked you to draw it back. You won't fight back whatever you want. If you lose, you have to kneel down. Apologize to Qingyu, the two women have to be handled by us, how about? Dare you?"

Uh! The fat man looked back at his classmates, then at the long dragon on the table, and then at the other side Yang Zhao who looked so weak and nodded, "Don't regret it!"