Four men went out to have a drink... The teacher said that Li Wei had only invited beautiful women to dinner recently, and had invited them countless times. When Chenxing and Feng Yu first arrived, they ordered takeout every day to provide the Wuya Temple for these two elves. Later, they were self-sufficient, and Li Wei got rid of the food supply crisis.

Recently, it has been a big banquet for three days and a small banquet for five days, and a private meal for Americans. To be honest, Li Wei's life has already lived on the top of the ideals of many people. But the consequence may be that the authorities are invited to have tea, or the beauty is roaming the round. There is nothing wrong with it. If you have the ability, you can just kill yourself.

So, Li Wei has paid for the other party recently. Now, what about him treating a man to dinner? Especially since all four of him are big-bellied men?…

【Self-Budget BBQ, 69 yuan per person, free beer】

Okay, the one you eat is you, the unlucky guy! 69's barbecue? I don't know how to write the word "death"!

"King Sarufar... Do you have any food to eat? "Standing outside the barbecue restaurant, Li Wei asked Sarufar a question - the other party was an orc, but Li Wei looked at it for a long time but couldn't see what kind of beast it was.

What if you can have a similar cannibalism?

"No, I can eat any meat." The human being transformed into King Sarufal is an extremely rough man. His flat face and gray hair are braided in braids. No matter how you look at it, they are ethnic minorities. In addition, they are indeed orc words with a mouth, and others can't understand it when they hear it.

"oh……"

"Do you think [orcs] are wild beasts?" King Sarufar seemed to understand and opened his mouth to smile at Li Wei: "It doesn't matter, you humans can eat monkey brains, and we orcs don't care at all. By the way, the taurens also eat beef."

“…”

Li Wei was shocked at the time. Looking at Freding's nod, he felt that the other world was enlightened and really enlightened. No matter who he was forced, he had to eat it!

"Let's go." Li Wei led three creatures from another world, and the four of them walked over with a mighty and domineering walking posture along the way. With Onimitz's passionate gift of the magic of the [Little Stone Hat], passers-by basically had no idea about his appearance - you should know that he was reported every day a while ago! Old Zhao was a handsome guy, and today he did not attract the gangster beauty to harass him, which made Old Zhao quite relieved.

The barbecue boss saw Li Wei and the others and knew that the big-bellied man was coming, so he immediately opened the most severe dragon gate formation - unfortunately, everything was over.

The four of them sat down regardless of the guest and host. King Sarufar raised his nose and smelled the aroma of barbecue around him. He swallowed his saliva immediately, but the smile on his mouth never stopped - Yes, today is a good day. The sadness was wiped out, and his son was hopeless to resurrect! There is no other problem except that the earth cannot be beaten! He wore silk, lived in buildings, and ate oil.

"Come on! King Sarufar, welcome the heroes of the tribe to visit the earth." Li Wei is the only earthling here, so of course he has to say a few nice words: "If you like, you can immigrate to us - do it first, respect you all."

After Li Wei said a few nice words, he blew a bottle of beer to the bottle.

Although Sarufal and Fording are not as terrifying as Lao Zhao and Levi’s professional wine barrels, they are all characters of Azeroth. Levi said it was casual but they couldn’t be casual. At least the first glass was not possible - so four bottles of beer disappeared in less than thirty seconds.

——The boss of the self-service barbecue side wanted to cry a little, but before the first tears fell, the world had already made him even more speechless.

"The ancestors of the orcs lived a life of grace in Draenor--until the evil of the Burning Legion..."

Balabala, since this time I came to listen to Sarufal to tell the history of the orc revolution and the glory of the tribe, I can only listen to him nonsense. When it comes to the rise, Sarufal took off the shirt on his body, revealing his body-building muscles. He also had a scar on his shoulders-

The number of people in barbecue restaurants is gradually decreasing, and no one dares to be with such a person.

"That's it - I swung my hand easily, and the giant axe cut off the three enemies in half." After drinking, my chest was still open, and my temples were slightly frosted, so why not? - Are the orcs' wines like this? But... the few ruthless people who drank a few bottles didn't care about this. Li Wei was still quite envious of this record.

I started bragging after drinking for 13 hours.

"My son..."

As I drank, I seemed to start saying the words I liked after drinking: "I'm sorry, I told my mother that I would take him back. But my son died...ah..."

"Eh... King Sarufar, today is happy. Your son will stand in front of you in the future. Oh, don't worry..." Li Wei patted the other party's shoulder, wanting Old Ford to persuade the old orc.

"Tell me son..." Old Fording poured himself another cup in a muffled voice. For some reason, he seemed very sad: "My son was also killed in battle."

Li Wei: “…”

Your sister!

"He... is called Tyran. He is my son and the late Thoralandra, but he died too..." Old Fordine's aura was also a bit tragic, but... he saw things very clearly: "People will die, and they will die. But those who die must be valuable, King Sarufar, what do you think?"

"That's right! Died for honor!" The orc's eyes glanced, and it seemed like a common problem was connected.

The two old men continued to drink.

Li Wei and Lao Zhao are both young generations. After looking at Fording and King Sarufal, they feel that there is nothing to persuade. It is useless to say too much...

"Next time..." Li Wei and Lao Zhao sighed sadly in their hearts: "But you can't come out to drink with the guy with bad wine..."

"Kamate!Kamate!Kaora!Kaora!(I die! I live! I live!)"

I don’t know what Sarufar suddenly went crazy. It may have nothing to do with the wine, but with race. When I was in high spirits, I immediately walked to the empty room aside. The huge roar made the wine table tremble. The orc roared loudly: “(Teneitetangatapuhuruhuru) This is a man with thick hair. (Nananeiitikimai) caught the sun (Whakawhititetera) and let it light up again, (Aupa...ne!kaupa...ne!) climb up! Climb up again!”

The sound was tragic and painful, but it seemed that it was not hopeless. A period of orcs danced down and circled around the beam for three days.

The boss is already crying.
Chapter completed!