Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

Xu Fan's true drinking volume is actually not bad, but after practicing the Sutra Sutra, drinking volume is no longer meaningful.

No matter how much alcohol he drank, the alcohol was completely dissolved after the pot was suspended in his body. Even if ten people took turns to fight with Xu Fan, Xu Fan would not be drunk even if he drank it for three days and three nights.

At this moment, Xu Fan took the lead and directly stretched out his hand to block Qiu Su'e, "The village chief, in fact, my hometown is also in the countryside, and I can be regarded as a rural person. It's impossible to justify."

As he said, Xu Fan took the wine glass away, took the wine bottle directly, and slapped a whole bottle of liquor on the table. "Wine glasses are all things for people in the city. Our country guys blow on the bottle. One person, one bottle. How about discussing business matters after drinking?"

The village chief, the village party secretary, and a director looked at the wine bottle in front of Xu Fan, staring at each other.

Which village is so bold and unrestrained to drink alcohol?

However, the village chief is obviously a person who has seen the big scene. He laughed at this moment and broke the silence first, "Mr. Xu, you deserve to be a man from our country! He is bloody!"

"President Xu is a guest from afar, since he is a guest, then Mr. Xu invites him first."

The village chief's two words were to reverse the situation and blow white wine on the bottle. Is that a human thing? The village chief didn't believe that Xu Fan, who was white, clean, gentle, and college student, could drink a bottle of strong liquor.

However, to the surprise of the village chiefs, Xu Fan smiled slightly, breaking the bottle cap with his fingers, and pouring the spirits into his throat when he raised his head.

What made the village chiefs even more uneasy was that, whether it was Qiu Su'e or Li Wenlong, they were not surprised at Xu Fan's drinking. At this moment, they looked at themselves and others with a smile. .

Is this person really massive?

Gudong Gudong.

In the horrified eyes of the village chief, Xu Fan took a few sips and drank the spirits in the bottle clean.

"happy!"

Xu Fan patted the empty wine bottle on the table, laughing heartily, but looked at the village chief.

"The head of the village, the guest has already drunk it, and the owner doesn't move a drop. Can't it justify?"

The village chief glanced at each other and looked at each other.

The village party secretary stood up at this moment, "Mr. Xu deserves to be the fairy in the wine! Good drinker! This time is mine!"

The village party secretary gritted his teeth, and also opened a bottle of spirits. He raised his head and filled the wine with dunk dunk, but compared to Xu Fan's speed, the village party secretary was almost as fast as a tortoise. He drank a bottle of wine for three minutes , The expression on his face was even more distorted, nowhere was it as calm as Xu Fan.

Finally, a bottle of wine ran out, and the village party secretary panted as if he had gone through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, squeezing the wine again and again.

Xu Fan smiled slightly and looked at the village chief again.

Layers of cold sweat broke out on the head of the village head, but he burst into laughter right now, "Mr. Xu, the last bottle belongs to you and A Biao. If you want to continue to fight with us this time, it is still the old rule. Guests from afar, please invite them first."

This trick, although despicable, is incredibly useful.

Although Xu Fan seemed to drink well, he could be one enemy three, and coupled with the wheel fight, how could he not be the opponent of the three.

As long as Xu Fan lay down and drunk Li Wenlong, who seemed to be very troublesome, things would be much simpler.

"The village chief is worthy of being a countryman. He is really hospitable and honest, so I won't be polite to the village chief."

For Xu Fan, two or three bottles of wine are just as simple as moving his fingers.

At this moment, Xu Fan directly opened two bottles of wine, raised his head and drank it cleanly, and then looked at the three village chiefs again.

The three village chiefs are already a little confused at this moment.

Over the years, the village chief has traveled north and south, and has met so many heroes in the green forest, but the village chief has never seen such a person who is easier to drink than water!

Moreover, this wine is not an ordinary white wine, but a highly vigorous white wine. People who drink poorly can pour just one cup. How can Xu Fan dry three bottles in a row, like a okay person!

Sweat came out of his forehead, and the village chief glanced at Li Wenlong who was sitting next to him, gritted his teeth, took off his mink coat, got up and opened a bottle of wine, and poured his head back into his mouth.

Li Wenlong once stayed in a mysterious army. His muscles are huge and his eyes are sharp. Obviously he is not a provocative master, let alone a weak scholar like Xu Fan. Now he has a lot of hands. risks of.

The director on the side also gritted his teeth and spent a few minutes pouring a bottle of wine into his abdomen.

The village chief's performance was slightly better, but he was trembling slightly and picked up a few dishes to restore his calm, while the director lost all his tears and nose, threw the empty bottle away, got up and ran to the toilet.

Looking at this scene, Xu Fan became more suspicious of the three in his heart. If most people can't drink it, then just don't drink it, shirk a few words, and be soft, no one really cares.

But the director seemed to be desperate.

Such a strong acting style is not a bandit, but a soldier!

Obviously, the three have absolutely nothing to do with the soldiers, so the identity of the three, and even the identity of the village, is already ready to come out!

This village is most likely a bandit village!

At this moment, the village head had calmed down, and smiled at Xu Fan and said, "Mr. Xu, an old man like me, has no choice but to bow to the wind!"

"Since we've drunk wine, let's start talking about business, right? Mr. Qiu, what did you say before?"

After getting Xu Fan's eyes affirmed, Qiu Su'e replied, "The village chief, we want to buy a piece of land in the village, and at the same time we want to buy the lake."

The village is backed by mountains, and at the same time, there is also a small lake on the side, which is extremely plastic.

The village chief nodded, "Mr. Qiu, it's easy to say, but I want to give Mr. Qiu a suggestion. If Mr. Qiu wants to build a farming paradise here, he might even help us build the road."

"The road in the village is really shabby!"

Xu Fan believed this, and Qiu Su'e also nodded, "The village chief can rest assured that we will definitely repair the road. As long as we build a farming paradise here, the economy of the entire village will be boosted. In the future, folks, Life will be a little better."

The village chief did not show a happy expression on his face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more perfunctory. At this moment, he said to Qiu Su'e, "The last question, Mr. Qiu, Mr. Xu, are you here this time, have you enough money? ?"

As the village chief said these words, there was suddenly a dense crowd of footsteps outside the house.