"Alright, brothers, how about we have another drink?"
Drinking. Back when Brother Wu Song passed through Jingyanggang, he downed eighteen bowls of wine. Today, we've encountered another drinker.
This time Xiao Jian stood up to pour the drinks, Ye Tian watched as Mo Yan kept winking at him and probably understood a bit; this person must be the kind who goes crazy when he drinks.
"Brother, brother, brother," Ye Tian supported the already swaying Xiao Jian, "I can't take it anymore, I'll collapse if I keep drinking."
"No way! Drink! You must drink! Today is a... happy occasion, both of you brothers must drink, not drinking is to not give... give... give me face! Urp! Come on, drink! Pour... pour the drinks..."
"Who the fuck is making all that noise, damn it!"
This hotpot restaurant was divided into an inner and an outdoor section. At this moment, a big group of people approached from outside, and they were definitely not there for anything good.
