Luke asked him why he didn't drink. Xia Jinyuan took off his shirt, revealing the bullet wound on his back and told Luke that drinking almost killed him.

There are many scars on Xia Jinyuan's body, each of which represents a medal. Luke was shocked by the scars on his body after seeing it.

From then on, Luke no longer asked Xia Jinyuan why he didn't drink or smoke, and now it has become a habit of Xia Jinyuan's self-discipline that makes him feel terrible.

He didn't smoke, drink, and didn't love beauties. Luke, who rushed over and didn't stand still, fell on the deck and didn't get up. He just lay with his limbs spread out, murmuring, "No, no, I don't want to know at all. What will happen tomorrow, I only know... Xia, you are such a boring guy, you really don't like anything but money and killing people."

"You are so boring. I have seen priests in the church, and I have not been so self-disciplined that you are not interested in anything."

"You like to drink, smoke to get women, and I like money and murder, it's just a different hobby. You can get up Luke, the Meigong River is below us, and when you fall, I don't think anyone should jump to the cold. Rescue a drunk from the river."

Xia Jinyuan directly kicked Luke, who was drunk into a puddle of mud, and when he kicked the second kick, Luke was half-drunk and half-awake, and asked lazily with open eyes, "I think I heard gunshots, oh, damn, Why can I still hear the gunshots? Tell them, Xia, let them all get away, it bothers me, and if I'm not happy, I'll make them all go to God."

"Oh, damn, did I pee my pants? Why is my trousers so wet?"

It wasn't to pee his pants. The half of the bottle of whisky in his hand was just poured toward the bottom of his thigh, and half of the bottle of wine was poured out. It really looked like he had peeed his pants.

Xia Jinyuan kicked the bottle that was all spilled with wine. After a bang, he kicked the wine bottle to the edge of the deck. The force was a little hard, and the top of the bottle hit the iron plate with a gap.

Standing, he lowered his head and looked coldly at lying on the deck, unable to get up, like a mentally retarded Luke, "You peeed your pants, I don't want the beauty to see you peeing your pants, I suggest you get up and change immediately. Pants."

"No, we can't get up, there are gunshots, we need to hide!" Like a mentally retarded Luke, he waved his hand. He was so drunk that he couldn't tell that he was a bodyguard with countless blood on his hands.

The sound of firecrackers on the other side of the river, celebrating the arrival of the Spring Festival, was so drunk that Luke, who was a little confused, heard gunshots.

The sound of firecrackers sounded a bit like gunshots.

"What you heard was the sound of firecrackers." Xia Jinyuan kicked him again, "Get up, Luke, if you don't get up again, I will throw you directly into the river to wake you up from the icy water."

"No, I can't get up, it's the sound of gunfire, I'm too familiar with it! Xia, hurry up, teach them a lesson and let them all go to see God."

Luke, who was completely drunk, began to play drunken madness. He was unwilling to get up while lying on the cold deck, so that Xia Jinyuan saw the veins on his forehead jumping.

Talk to a drunk man, and the one who gets mad is always the sober man.

Seeing this, Xia Jinyuan stopped paying attention to the guy who became mentally retarded after drinking, and did not directly return to the cabin to join the crazy party inside.

This is a small cruise ship controlled by the Burmese gangsters. All who can get on are guys who come to seek excitement and have lives in their hands.

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