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The fat guy frowned, someone actually called him "damn fatty!"

You must be tired of living!

His face was not red, his eyes were not erratic, and his expression was indifferent. He looked as if he had gone through hundreds of battles.

This was a perfect explanation for the greater one's ability and responsibility. Even if there was nothing to do, the heavens would still want to find something for you to do.

Hu Xiao'er was speechless.

"What did you just call me?" The fat man raised his eyebrows and gave him a look of contempt.

"You want to hear it again?" Hu Xiao'er picked up the beer bottle from the table.

In a split-second, the dozen or so people on the round table all stood up.

Zhang Mou chewed on the lobster as he watched this scene in a daze.

He thought to himself, "Can't we have a good meal? Do we have to fight again?"

Damn, I won't participate!

He lowered his head and continued to nibble at the crayfish in the bowl.

"What, little skinny chicken, you want to fight? Just with you two brats that are still wet behind the ears? "

The fat guy pointed at Hu Xiao'er and Zhang Mou and said.

"Ai!" I'm not with him! "I am a table juggler!" Zhang Mou said timidly.

Hu Xiao'er was speechless. Even after ten thousand years of cheating, he still did not know how to count for himself.

Didn't he see that there were so many people on the other side?

He was a gatekeeper in high school after all, so he should at least learn a few moves.

"Don't be like this. Fine, I can drink. Don't just stand there and fight."

When the woman saw that the two sides were at loggerheads, she immediately tried to smooth things over. Only now did she realize that it was because of her arrival that such a situation had occurred.

He felt ashamed and hurriedly tried to mediate.

After all, no one wanted to cause trouble.

Fighting for a woman was not worth it.

A woman who was worth it would not allow two men to fight.

This was what Hu Xiao'er thought.

Since she was willing to drink it, then so be it.

The woman picked up the cup of wine on the table and prepared to finish it in one gulp.

As for what kind of medicine it was, Hu Xiao'er could even guess blindly.

The fatty laughed happily as he lifted up his wine cup and clinked it against the woman's.

Then he drank it all in one gulp.

The lady brought the wine cup to her mouth, but just as she opened her mouth, she was grabbed by Hu Xiao'er.

The fatty revealed a surprised expression. Just as he was about to succeed, an unexpected scene occurred.

The woman was puzzled. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, I'm just advising you not to drink this wine." Hu Xiao'er took the wine cup from her hand.

"Brat, don't be f * cking nosy!" The fat guy threatened.

In his heart, he was wondering what the kid was up to. Could it be that he found out he poisoned the wine?

Impossible, he had obviously secretly scattered medicine on the table, how could he be discovered by the people at the other tables.

Hu Xiao'er extended his hand and poured his another cup, and then handed it over to his.

"How about a change?" Hu Xiao'er said.

"Damn it!" "You brat, exchange for my wine!"

"Because you drugged this glass of wine."

Everyone was shocked, including Fatty's companions at the round table.

They were really curious as to how Hu Xiao'er found out.

He had originally wanted to have a good time with a group of hot chicks, but it turned out that he had been drugged.

He felt a surge of anger.

"When did you see me drugging it?"

Hu Xiao'er passed the cup of wine to him, "Since there's no medicine in this cup of wine, why don't you drink it?"

Fatty widened his eyes as the veins on his face bulged.

At this moment, he no longer cared how he knew. The only thing he wanted to do was to ruthlessly teach this ungrateful fellow a lesson.

Of course he wouldn't drink that goblet of wine. Drinking the wine that he had drugged, did he think he was stupid?

"It seems like if I don't help you loosen your bones today, you won't know what you're worth."

After saying that, the fatty walked over with a fierce-looking face.

The lady hurriedly stopped her, and the boss of the roadside stall walked over as well.

"Everyone, calm down!" Why can't you just talk things out! " The stall owner stood in front of Hu Xiao'er and the fat guy.

However, at this time, the dozen strong men all stood up aggressively.

All of them were vicious, looking as if they would kill anyone who blocked their way.

The woman naturally did not know why Hu Xiao'er said that the cup of wine was poisoned. Furthermore, she did not notice that Hu Xiao'er had observed them earlier.

She was baffled by the words that came out of her mouth for no reason.

However, this fatty was also very resistant to this cup of wine. Was what Hu Xiao'er said true?

So the question was, how did he find out about the drug in the wine?

The woman could not understand no matter how much she thought about it.

Over a dozen sturdy men surrounded Hu Xiao'er following the fat man's hand wave.

Zhang Mou's lips trembled, thinking, this can't be true, right? You want to fight again?

He had fought with those masked men this morning, and now he was going to fight with them again?

He immediately carried the crayfish to a safe table behind him.

"Boss, I advise you not to block this place, lest we harm you by accident."

The stall owner swallowed and thought to himself, "What should I do?"

If they were to start a fight, if they were to lose some human life, how could they continue to do business.

Even if he smashed his own table and chair, it would still be quite painful to talk about it.

Just then, Hu Xiao'er casually took out his police badge and placed it in front of everyone.

"Would you like to come into the station with me for a cup of tea?"

The expression on the fatty's face slowly changed. His originally arrogant expression instantly turned into one of awkwardness.

His eyes narrowed and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

He slapped his thigh and said, "Aiya, this... Why is the night so hot? Oh my god, I'm going to suffer from heatstroke. Ah? What am I doing here? "

The dozen muscular men behind looked at each other with their mouths agape, then walked back to the table.

All of them felt a wave of unease in their hearts, thinking that their luck was really too unlucky.

Seeing how young this kid was, he turned out to be a police officer.

F * ck, is he a medical examiner?

Now that the medical examiner was so powerful, he could tell that the alcohol had been drugged just by smelling it?

It was terrible.