The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

While the three giants in Lugang Town were talking to Qianye Changkong, Zhao Chuanxin was also bragging to others.

If Zhao Zhongyi, Li Guangzong and Liu Baobao are now the "Big Three" of Lugang Town, they have already created a sense of distance from ordinary players.

Then Zhao Chuanxin definitely has no such worries.

Outsiders say he is moody, but his own people know that Zhao Chuanxin is a person with a good temper.

He also curses, but maybe as soon as he finishes scolding, he will smile and joke with you.

Some people say this is called having no overnight feud, while others say this is called being shameless.

He can always mingle with everyone.

"Salary, tell me quickly, how do American girls feel?"

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "Bah!

You old SP, I, Zhao Chuanxin, am a serious person, I don’t have a salty taste, I don’t understand what you are saying. "

"Damn it, you're a prude all day long."

Everyone laughed.

Then Zhao Chuanxin started to talk nonsense: "You don't know, in the west, women all wear this kind of skirt, which is a skirt that reaches to the chest, exposing a large bulge.

As soon as I saw it, I sighed, the world is really declining and people's hearts are not as old as they used to be. How could this be possible?

I stepped forward and kindly took the collar of the woman's chest and pulled her up.

I asked: Why is the girl naked? "

"Tsk, did someone slap you in the face?"

Zhao Chuanxin said disdainfully: "I am so kind, how could she slap me?

The woman winked at me and said,

She's free tonight.

I was in such a dangerous situation at that time. Let's just say I'm half dead now and might die in the next moment, so let's forget it, right?

The woman patted the place and said,

Here is the coffin, just enough to hold your dead body..."

People here were listening attentively, making uproar and laughing from time to time. It was a very lively scene.

Qianye Changkong faintly heard the word "Zhao Chuanxin" being mentioned over there, and then looked at Zhao Zhongyi who was indifferent.

She felt something was wrong.

Then he asked: "Excuse me, who is that?"

Liu Baobao glanced at Li Guangzong, and when he saw Li Guangzong nodded, he said: "Zhao Chuanxin."

Qianye Changkong was stunned for a moment.

look carefully,

She saw Zhao Chuanxin slumped on the recliner without any image. He didn't dare to move his legs, but his arms were waving in the air, and his body language was quite rich. The talk should be very lively, and the people around you will be attentive, their eyes will shine, or they will burst into laughter.

Occasionally,

Zhao Chuanxin picked up the meat skewers and roughly put it into his mouth. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it down without knowing whether it was beer or something else.

For Japanese people who are pathologically obsessed with etiquette, this is simply too rude.

It can only be said that this person's temperament is very unique, but overall, Qianye Changkong is very disappointed.

She nodded politely towards the Big Three and said, "I'll go over and have a few words with Mr. Zhao Chuanxin."

As if he understood what she meant, Li Guangzong said without any dissatisfaction on his face: "Whatever."

Suddenly, a powdery smell came into the nose.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a lively expression, tilted his head and looked at Qianye Changkong in surprise: "Is something wrong?"

No matter how much contempt he felt in his heart, Qianye Changkong did not dare to show it on his face.

After explaining her identity and purpose, she said, "I wonder what Mr. Zhao thinks about this?"

Hearing that this was the case, Zhao Chuanxin's originally interested expression immediately disappeared: "Hello, keep these messy things in your stomach and tell Li Guangzong and the others later.

Today is all about drinking and eating meat. Sky, do you drink beer or kvass? "

I have never drank Qianye Changkong, or even heard of it.

"Is it all wine?"

"Beer was invented by the Germans. Kvass is Maozi's drink and is not considered alcohol. It's the same as your little devil's sake. The alcohol content is not high."

Not long after she arrived, two people already shouted "little devil" in front of her.

"Then kvass, thank you." Qianye Changkong bowed slightly. "But, I am here today on behalf of the company..."

The unfinished meaning is, do you dare not give the company face?

"You're a pig or a sheep, just tell Li Guangzong, I don't care." Zhao Chuanxin took a big mouthful of kvass.

After burping, counting kvass at a high level is so satisfying.

He raised his eyebrows and continued: "But if it's something else, I can serve you.

Look at my whirlwind waist, I guarantee you will be satisfied! "

Looking at Qiu's explosive muscles exposed in shorts and short sleeves, as well as Zhao Chuanxin's tall figure, Qianye Changkong had no doubt about this... Bah, where did he go?

She opened her mouth: "Mr. Zhao, you..."

The Japanese woman in front of me is considered tall. At this time, Japanese women are generally 1.34 meters tall, and Chiba Changkong is over 1.5 meters tall. Everything else is fine, my skin is supple and supple, except for a little bit of uneven teeth.

Zigzag can't afford this.

Zhao Chuanxin interrupted her: "What? Do you think my leg is injured and it affects my performance? Haha, I haven't told you yet. My hand speed, which has been single for more than 20 years, is no joke!"

Qianye Changkong broke through the defense again and sprayed out a mouthful of kvass.

He quickly took out his handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, turned around and wiped it before apologizing: "Sorry, Mr. Zhao, I lost my temper."

And Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand magnanimously: "It doesn't matter if you lose your temper, as long as you don't make a mistake."

Xin said that both Little Japan and Bangzi like to be pretentious, and their pretentiousness really makes people want to slap them in the mouth.

Qianye Changkong was silent for a long time. Finally, he smiled bitterly, picked up the cup and signaled from afar, then drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Chuanxin took a bunch of sheep kidneys and handed them over: "Come on, Changkong, pick up a bunch of kidneys and replenish yourself. Compared with your descendants, your body is too weak."

After saying that,

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help but start thinking about some short movies he had watched.

Oops,

I can't think about it anymore. Kvass is so powerful, it's a bit overwhelming.

After being teased all the time, Qianye Changkong didn't mention anything serious in the end, but just ate the kidneys and was full of arrogance.

After eating and drinking, his stomach was full, and his mouth was dry after bragging, Zhao Chuanxin threw away the knife: "I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat, I'm tired, someone will come and drive me back to the palace!"

A member of the insurance team had a grimace on his face: "Pass the salary, just be a human being! He and the chair were all included, and they almost missed me when they were brought over."

Another person helped: "That's right, even though you have a cane, it's not a serious injury. You have to act like you're disabled."

"A donkey who lets a cannon ball blow off one of his legs will run faster than you on one leg!"

"Oh no, he's just pretending!"

Qianye Changkong was startled again.

Japan has the habit of being inferior to others, but in terms of face, it is at least passable.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin's attitude towards getting along with these people now, it seems inconsistent with the rumors.

Could it be that the person at the helm of Lugang Town is not actually Zhao Chuanxin?

Zhao Chuanxin raised his head, pulled his neck and shouted: "Oh no, I'm going to die. The injury has recurred. I can't walk even one step. Just watch me die in pain..."

Everyone: "..."

"Next time we have a dinner party, whoever calls you over will be your grandson!"

"This is shameless!"

Qianye Changkong looked confused as he watched a group of grinning people carrying Zhao Chuanxin away with chairs.

She couldn't help but doubt her life: Is it such a scoundrel who forced the Americans to amend the bill?