Chapter 35

"What he wants is beer, are you ready?" Wang Zhitao said to a man not far from the door of the box sadly.

"Don't worry, young master, I guarantee it will look like the original one!" the man reassured.

"Okay, A Biao, you can arrange for the waiter to deliver it later, and don't let him get it wrong." Wang Zhitao nodded and said, "By the way, how are the next things going?"

"The brothers below have been sent out to look for them!" Zhang Biao said.

"Hey, Yang Ming, I'll kill you this time!" Wang Zhitao sneered and said, "Okay, you go down first, I'm going back, so as not to take too long to come out, this kid should think that I tricked him to come here to pay the bill!"

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Thinking of this, Yang Ming quickly looked out through the door of the box, only to find that Wang Zhitao was talking to that so-called "Biao Brother" that day. Yang Ming could see them, but couldn't hear what they said! Yang Ming secretly regretted that he already had the legendary clairvoyance, if only he had a better ear! However, Yang Ming was just imagining it. He knew it was impossible. It was already very remarkable for a person to have the same special ability. So Yang Ming made up his mind to find an opportunity to learn lip language after the college entrance examination, so as to indirectly achieve the goal of smooth ears.

Does this guy still want to find a few people to beat him up? Then there is no need to mobilize the crowd so much, right? Treat yourself to such a high-end banquet? Although Yang Ming thought Wang Zhitao was a villain, he was not a fool. But since Wang Zhitao didn't slip away, Yang Ming didn't care about other things. Soldiers came to block him, water came to cover him, and he had to eat and drink first before talking about it.

"Hehe, have you been waiting for a long time?" Wang Zhitao pushed open the door of the box and walked in: "I met a friend just now and chatted for a while. The two are already good buddies, let him respect you when he sees you in the future!"

Wang Zhitao is indeed not a fool. He went out for a long time just now, and he was afraid that Yang Ming would peek at what he was doing at the door, so he didn't hide it from Yang Ming, and took the initiative to tell the story of going to see Zhang Biao, but the content of the conversation was for him to edit. for a moment. He believed that Yang Ming was so far away that he would never be able to hear what he said, but in fact Yang Ming could not hear anything.

After listening to Wang Zhitao's explanation, which was both true and false, Yang Ming's suspicion was eliminated. He didn't expect that Wang Zhitao didn't hide anything from him, but the more Wang Zhitao was like this, the more puzzled Yang Ming felt!

Soon the waiter brought up the beer and carried it in a whole box! The beer is the kind that comes in large glass bottles. I have to say here that northerners drink beer boldly, and rarely go to the small one. No matter how high-end restaurants, how rich people eat, the most popular beer It's still the big glass rod.

"Sir, how many bottles are you opening?" the waiter asked.

"Open 10 first, and this gentleman and I each have 5!" Wang Zhitao finished his orders, and then said to Yang Ming: "Let's blow the whole bottle to each other's mouths, don't pour it into the cup, it's troublesome!"

Wang Zhitao's proposal fit Yang Ming's heart. In the past, when drinking with Xu Peng and others at the food stall, each of them took a bottle.

Apparently the waiter got Zhang Biao's order, and the wine for Yang Ming and Wang Zhitao was taken out from both sides of the box. Yang Ming didn't have any social experience, so he naturally didn't notice this small detail, so he picked up a bottle and said, "My lord, I respect you!"

"I should respect you! Come on, we brothers have a deep relationship, and we are bored, let's drink a bottle first!" Wang Zhitao also raised the bottle in his hand.

Be good, this kid can drink a lot, he only has one bottle! Yang Ming thought to himself. But Yang Ming wasn't afraid of him. Back then when the brothers were at the food stalls, they all drank from the boxes. Yang Ming at most went into more than two boxes at a time and drank for a whole day.

Yang Ming saw that Wang Zhitao had already started pouring it in, how could he let him compete, so he picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

After drinking a bottle of wine, Yang Ming hiccupped and suddenly felt a little dizzy. Why is the wine so strong? I used to drink this brand too, but it’s almost the same as drinking water? Is it because I haven't drank for several months, and my drinking capacity has become worse? Yang Ming shook his head.

What Wang Zhitao drank was indeed water, aerated tea, which he asked Zhang Biao to prepare in advance, while what Yang Ming drank was special high-strength beer.

I've heard that you drink a lot, but luckily I'm well prepared, let's see if I don't force you to death this time! Wang Zhitao picked up another bottle and said, "Dude, it was my fault last time. This bottle counts as my apology. I will do it first as a respect. You can do whatever you want!" He raised his neck, and another bottle of "beer" came in again. Belly.

At this time, Yang Ming's drunkenness was already on the rise, and his boldness came out. He also picked up a bottle and poured it in directly. Then he raised the empty bottle and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you!"

"Brother, you are bold! Come, let's drink while eating!" Wang Zhitao signaled the waiter to open a few more bottles. It seems that this strong beer is still not enough to kill Yang Ming. If it were an ordinary person, he would be drunk with half a bottle.

The two of them came and went, and they drank four or five bottles of wine again. This time, Yang Ming didn't need Wang Zhitao to persuade him, and he drank vigorously from the bottle.

Wang Zhitao finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the situation in front of him. It was enough for his mother to feel uncomfortable after drinking a stomach full of tea, and it almost came out of his throat! He really couldn't understand how Yang Ming drank it.

Finally, Yang Ming was a little overwhelmed with alcohol! He felt a little confused, and then he didn't know anything.

Wang Zhitao stood up staggeringly and walked towards the door. He felt that his body was full of tea, and every time he moved, there was a rattling sound.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?" Zhang Biao asked with concern.

"It's okay, I drank a little too much tea, help me go to the bathroom and fix it first, damn it, I'm so dizzy." Wang Zhitao complained.