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"Brothers, I'm sorry, I just drank a little too much and went to the wrong door. I..."

Deng Keer looked sad. She was already 70 to 80% drunk. After drinking this big bucket, she still knew the personnel. Facing this group of tough social people, she didn't know what would happen. How could she dare to drink.

"Whether you want to drink or not, if you don't drink, you won't give us Brother Dao face, but don't blame us for not letting you go!" A horseman next to Brother Dao stood up and threatened.

"Brothers, calm down, my sister is drunk, I'm here to help her drink!"

Shen Lang was heartbroken, ran to Deng Ke'er, picked up the wine bucket, raised his head and poured it into his mouth with a "gulu, gulu" sound. After finishing the bucket of wine, his belly swelled slightly.

Brother Dao saw that Shen Lang was unambiguous, and the ferocious expression on his face disappeared, and he grinned, "Little brother, you are so refreshing! Let's go one more time!"

As he said that, he directly picked up a small bucket filled with ice and poured all the ice cubes in it. The boy on the side helped pick up the beer and poured it in. Brother Dao also stood up and followed suit.

Shen Lang picked up the wine barrel and poured it into his mouth with a "Gulu, Gulu" sound.

"Little brother, I did it!"

Brother Dao took the keg and slapped it on his head, but not a drop of wine spilled.

He glanced at Deng Keer, whose eyes were red with fear, and then at the fierce-looking boy who had already filled himself another bucket of beer.

Having already reached this point, Shen Lang was unequivocal and raised his head again to drink every drop of beer from the barrel.

"Don't be pretentious, brother, I like you very much."

Brother Dao squirted wildly and admired Shen Lang's attitude.

"Brothers, it's my birthday today. You can drink with all your heart. My treat is my brother's!"

Shen Lang had drunk a little too much at this time, and he slapped his chest and roared when he was happy.

"Listen, this guy is very particular. I have been around for so many years and I have never seen such a particular person."

Brother Dao was so happy when he saw Shen Lang being so generous. He took Shen Lang's hand and knelt on the ground, "Brother, I appreciate you, and I want to become brothers with you!"

When the others heard that Brother Dao wanted to bow down, their expressions changed, and they quickly stood up and advised: "Second Master, you have drunk too much, come and take a rest."

What a joke, Master Dao, who is famous throughout Sioux City, actually wants to be with a strange young man.

It would be fine if word of this got out.

"Why did you drink too much?"

Brother Dao flicked his hand, shook off the support of his younger brothers, and hugged Shen Lang tightly: "Brother, do you recognize me as your big brother?"

"Big...brother, my name is Shen Lang. If the big brother is hurt again, please accept the bow of the little brother!"

Shen Lang was drunk at this time and was in a daze. When he saw the big brother in society hugging him with such enthusiasm, he bowed his head and bowed.

"Brother God, haha, you are all witnesses. Remember, he will be my brother from now on, and no one is allowed to bully him."

Brother Dao grinned, fell down on the sofa and fell asleep.

"Brothers, please take good care of my brother. I still have a few friends next door. Let's go there first."

Shen Lang was now eighty percent drunk and two percent sober, so he pulled Deng Keer out and walked out. He even said to the waiter who opened the wine in the private room, "Remember, all the bills here will be borne by me."



"Prodigal son, why did you come back after being away for so long!"

Shen Lang took Deng Keer back to his private room, and Wu Xiaohui, who was already drunk, asked.

When Long Jin'er saw Deng Keren's eyes were red as if she had just cried, she thought Shen Lang had done something to her, and was about to get angry when Deng Keren hurriedly told her what had just happened.

"Awesome, prodigal son, you are so bold and dare to heroically save a beautiful woman. I am facing a box of social people, and I don't even dare to go in."

Zeng Qiang raised his thumb and praised.

"Don't praise me. I don't know what will happen when the big brother wakes up. We are almost drunk, so we should leave first!"

Ge Hua drank the least among the group and had the clearest mind.

When I got to the bar and settled the account, it turned out to be thirty-five thousand eight.

"Damn it, this is a black shop, why are you so expensive?" Tao Zheng's eyes bulged.

"Sir, your own box number 6666 spent a total of 13,800, but the guest in 8888 said that you also settled their bill, which was 22,000, so the total amount is 35,800."

The waiter carefully checked the bill and quoted it again.

"Why should we pay for other people's consumption?" Zeng Qiang suddenly lost his temper.

"It's okay. I'll pay. It's just a small amount. I did say that I'll pay for the private room."

Shen Lang took out his bank card and handed it to the waiter.

That social eldest brother named Dao Ye is quite honest, so it’s okay to treat him to a drink myself.



When they got out of Deyue Tower, they first called a driver for Long Jin'er to send the three girls away.

Long Jin'er sat in the car and looked at Shen Lang behind the rearview mirror. Although he was grateful to him for saving Deng Ke'er, he was actually acquainted with a gangster in society and was a brother-in-law. You can only imagine what his character was like.

His impression of Shen Lang was even worse.

"The car is here, prodigal son, let's go."

After stopping two taxis and letting Zeng Qiang and the others go back in one car, Wu Xiaohui saw that Shen Lang was staring at a Mercedes-Benz C300 in a daze.

"Wait for me a moment."

Shen Lang ran to Deyuelou, then ran down again with a steel ball in his hand, squatted behind the Mercedes-Benz C300, used a stick to poke the steel ball into the exhaust pipe, and deflated all four tires.

After finishing these things, Shen Lang and Wu Xiaohui quickly got into the taxi and shouted, "Master, leave quickly!"

"Prodigal son, what are you doing?"

"That Mercedes-Benz belongs to Xu Xiaoqing's mistress, I recognize it!"

"Haha... Prodigal, well done!"

After packing Xu Xiaoqing's mistress Liu Xinshui's car, Shen Lang felt very happy even though he vomited three times on the road. As soon as he got out of the car, he received a call.

"Hello, is this Shen Lang?" An old but rich voice sounded over there.

At first glance, it seems that he is not a debt collector of 714 anti-aircraft guns.

"Who are you?"

"I am your grandfather's comrade in arms. Your grandfather calls me Lao Longtou. Are you free on Friday night? I would like to invite you to my house for a casual meal and a meeting, and also let me see the grandson that Old Shen is proud of."

The old voice was full of kindness, making Shen Lang sound very friendly.

It turned out that he was Grandpa's comrade-in-arms. He wanted to see him, so that would be no problem. He suppressed his fourth vomiting and hurriedly said, "Okay, Grandpa Long, please give me your address. I will be there on Friday night."

"Okay, okay, see you on Friday."

There was a burst of hearty laughter on the phone, and then the call was hung up.



At the same time, in the girls' dormitory, Long Jin'er and the others had just returned, but she seemed to have just finished answering a phone call, and her face turned ugly.

"Longlong, what did your father say? You are so unhappy." Deng Keren had never seen Long Jiner like this before and asked in surprise.

"Didn't I go to see my grandpa the day before yesterday? He said he had arranged a marriage for me since I was a child. I thought he was joking so I didn't think much about it."

As Long Jin'er spoke, his eyes began to turn red.

"I didn't expect it to be true. My dad asked me to go home on Friday night and meet that person."

She is very disgusted from the bottom of her heart when it comes to kissing a baby.

It will be even more uncomfortable if the other party is a dirty person again.

However, Long Jin'er's tutoring has been very strict since she was a child, and her grandfather and father's feelings have to be considered.

The best way is to let the guy retreat on his own.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to have any wrongful thoughts towards me, I will definitely beat you to the ground!" Long Jin'er clenched her white pink fists with murderous intent in her heart.
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