In the private room in Yanlai Building, the best Yancai mat is half-dead, the hot water rolling out of the warm wine plug has been changed five times, and a jar of Shanxi Laofenjiu, which weighs ten kilograms in the corner of the house, was almost there!

The weather was too cold, and four warm stoves burned with silver-silk charcoal were already lit in the private room of Yanlailou. As soon as ordinary people walked in from outside, they could feel the heat waves. If they had to sit in this room for a while, they couldn't stop sweating at all, let alone drink a lot of hot wine in this room?

He took off all his clothes, and Mr. Xiong had already drunk his face and red ears, and the sweat on his body flowed down like a river. Almost all he had dampened his waist, but his eyes were still slightly awake.

Mr. Duan, who was sitting on the front seat next to him, had already stripped his body of only a small jacket for meat-plated meat. He was holding a small wine cup of three cents in his fat fingers, and his fat face was so fat that he had long smiled so hard that he could not see his teeth!

Xiang Youbao, who was accompanying him, said that he was suffering from some cold wind and coldness. He was taking medicine and did not dare to drink too much. He just accompanied him three cups at the beginning of the meal. At this moment, he was holding a cup of Longjingya, a scent of the rain, and looked at Mr. Duan and Mr. Xiong, who were having a good time eating and drinking with a smile.

Looking at Xiang Youbao's eyes, Jiuhou, who was standing by serving, poured the newly hot Shanxi Laofenjiu in the cups of Mr. Duan and Mr. Xiong, and walked out of the private room silently, turned his hand and gently lowered the thick door curtain.

He put the cup of tea in his hand on the table, and Xiang Youbao clasped his fists at Mr. Xiong who was sitting opposite him: "Mr. Xiong, there are no outsiders here, I have something to say - how much have you collected in this scene today?"

He stretched his two slaps full of oil stains at Xiang Youbao very proudly. Master Xiong flipped back and forth three times: "The number of people shouted out by selling their mouths is not counted, but they are really worth it, this number!"

The eyebrows raised slightly, and Xiang Youbao's face suddenly looked a little surprised: "Three Thousand Oceans?"

Haha laughed, Master Xiong shrank his two slaps back and rubbed them on his trouser legs: "That's how big you dare to say that three thousand oceans are so big? I said Master, you are a little more courageous, right?"

Hey, while Master Duan pointed to Master Xiong with a smug face: "You are also a honest prime minister. This is teasing you! I collected 30,000 yuan the first day. In the next few days, some big players secretly bet on this double dragon club's bet, it's really a scene of attracting wealth and treasure! But if you make a big fuss, that's fine."

Seeing Mr. Duan smiled and pointed at Mr. Xiong, he always stared at him with the corner of his eyes. Xiang Youbao smiled slightly, but he reached out to find two Citibank certificates of deposit from his close-fitting clothes. He stood up and handed over to Mr. Xiong who was sitting opposite him: "Mr. Xiong, you are suffering. There are two Citibank orders here, all of which are in your hands!"

He hurriedly reached out and took the two Citibank certificates of deposit handed over by Xiang Youbao. Master Xiong just looked at the number of Citibank certificates of deposit, and suddenly widened his eyes in surprise: "A certificate of deposit worth ten thousand yuan per ocean?! I said, Master, you are really a bun with meat but not on the folds! The book I have downloaded this time is quite large. If I really win this scene, Huozhengmen will make a fortune!"

She sat back on the chair slowly, but Xiang Youbao waved his hand to Mr. Xiong, who was full of greed, and said, "Mr. Xiong, I guess you have drunk and have a little bit of memory. This is obviously the money you and Mr. Duan bet on this double dragon club bet. I am just a change of hands. If I am Mr. Huo Zhengmen can win the bullfighting game, I have to congratulate you on making money with you both!"

He smiled silly, Master Duan stretched out his fat fingers and pinched the wine glass and raised his head towards Xiang Youbao: "Then I thank Master Zhao! But there is one thing, the newly opened Huozhengmen hall is supported by the Japanese! My Duan is talking here, you have to be a little careful in your hall! Another thing - the shopkeeper named Zuo in the chrysanthemum club is probably not a good person! The incident that happened in the German Shan Hall outside Chongwen Gate a few days ago is not related to him! Maybe the person with the surname Zuo poked the Japanese behind it!"

He turned his face with some disdain. While folding the two Citibank certificates of deposit that Xiang Youbao had just handed over, he put them into his belt, he shouted in a low voice: "Aren't it just Japanese? Mr. Duan, you have something to do when you are in the official position. But if the Japanese really dare to block the brothers on the street from getting rich, then you will try your best to draw a death lottery and choose a few people who dare to fill their lives to fight with them! Mr. Duan, don't worry, even if the Japanese's life is precious, we can exchange ten for him, you will be able to make a deal, right?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, but Mr. Duan's face smiled unabated. He turned his head to smile at the careless Mr. Xiong and said, "You really have wine! I said, I'm drinking all the time today, so let's break up? You should continue to collect the bet tomorrow. I have to wait for a lot of unreasonable things here."

After a few words of random words, Duan Master shook his plump body and stood up from the chair, put on the thick clothes hanging on the hanger beside him, turned his head and waved his hand to Xiang Youbao, who also stood up, and said, "Don't give it away! So many people have seen us get together now, for fear of being distracted!"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiong was shaking his body and stood up from the chair. Mr. Duan lifted the curtains and walked out of the private room. Perhaps because he had drunk a lot, Mr. Duan had just walked out of the gate of Yanlailou, and his feet were already staggering, completely unstable, and he was burping his mouth, looking at the virtue of vomiting. Seeing a dark alley on the side of the road, Mr. Duan suddenly reached out and covered his mouth, and headed straight into the dark alley!

He had just plunged into the dark alley. Mr. Duan, who was still drunk, stood up straight, and his mouth continued to twist and vomit, but his small eyes were staring at the people passing by on the street. Until he realized that no one was following him, Mr. Duan turned around and walked along the dark alley towards the direction of Chunshuyuan.

After walking along the dark alley, almost a pot of tea, Chunmu Shuyuan was already in front of him. It was probably because Mr. Duan was really slapped. Bailaizi, who had been at the door of Chunmu Shuyuan, immediately greeted Mr. Duan, and shouted in his mouth as if he was mixing oil in honey: "Hi, Mr. Duan, you are late, you just don't care about the broken urging we left for you, and you have to feel sorry for the girls in the Shuyuan waiting sadly, right?"

He reached out and put his hands together the thick clothes he draped over his body. Master Duan ignored him and whispered to Bai Laizi, "Stop talking about that idle article for me! Are you here who invited me?!"

He nodded quickly, Bai Laizi wanted to laugh at a flower on his face: "This has to be said that Mr. Duan, you have a great face and are willing to compassionate with these poor people in our Chunmu Shuyuan! The guest who invited you has arrived early. I guess he has to come to Chunmu Shuyuan if you want to ask Mr. Duan, you have to come to Chunmu Shuyuan. When you enter the door, you will be rewarded with two oceans. Your hands are really unambiguous."

With a sneer, Duan Master walked towards the Chunshuyuan, and whispered to himself: "You can even pack the money you deposited at Qiu Chong's meeting. Can you be vague in your hand?"

As he walked into the spring book house in a familiar way, Master Duan walked straight to the small building with lights, and looked at the person who heard people's communication. He was standing in front of the small building and greeted him with a sneer and shouted: "Hey, Master Qijiaxing, from the Great Japan, stood at the door of the gate to welcome me a stinky street patrolman. I really can't afford it?"

Listening to Mr. Duan's obviously sarcastic words, wearing a long shirt with Shujin and his hair was completely white, his eyes were still not moving, and he bowed to Mr. Duan: "Mr. Duan, don't mess with me, a broken family! It's cold outside, you're sitting wide inside, let's talk slowly?"

He walked into the small building where the banquet had been prepared. Master Duan sat on the main seat without hesitation, but he still sneered at Master Qi San who had turned around and said, "Leng? I originally expected that the money for buying an old cotton robe this winter will be asked to be rolled away. Isn't my surname Duan just able to rely on my body to hold on? But you, since you became Master Qi Jiaxing in the Greater Japan, I have been living a very comfortable life when I see you!"

He even asked Mr. Duan to send a message to the bank, but Mr. Qi San looked at him without any embarrassment. He just turned his hand and closed the door of the small building. Then he slowly walked to Mr. Duan, took out a few Citibank certificates of deposit from his sleeve and put them in front of Mr. Duan.

Looking at Master Qi San, who was picking up the warm Shanxi Lao Fenjiu in the wine plug, Master Duan squeezed out of his nostrils and said: "I'm talking about Master Qi Jiaxing, what do you mean?"

He poured a full glass of Shanxi Lao Fenjiu for Mr. Duan. Mr. Qi San still looked calm and calm: "When Qiuzhu gathered the game at the Qiuzhu meeting, Mr. Duan's bets, including capital and profit, I'll fill in a fraction of the money, 50,000 yuan, Mr. Duan, please collect it first!"

Staring at the face of Master Qi San, Duan almost narrowed his small mung bean eyes into a gap. After a long time, he reached out and picked up the glass of Shanxi Laofenjiu filled by Master Qi San and drank it all: "I will take it as the matter at the Qiu Chuang Club today! I am a little tired today, so I won't leave any guests!"

It was as if he hadn't heard that Mr. Duan had already issued an order to expel him, but Mr. Qi San reached out and pulled out several more Citibank certificates from his sleeve, and gently placed them on the table. The small wine pot that he had been holding in his other hand slowly filled with a glass of wine for Mr. Duan.

Looking down at the number of deposit certificates, Mr. Duan sneered: "This is another 50,000 yuan. I said, "The Third Master of Qi Jiaxing, since you became a Japanese, your hand is becoming more and more arrogant! Well, don't be so stupid as a street patrolman like Duan! If you have anything to say, please say it!"

Just like a personal servant who has been trained for many years in a wealthy family, Master Qi San lowered his eyebrows and responded to Master Duan: "It's no point, that is, someone wants to make friends with Master Duan!"

He used his fat fingers to twist the Citibank certificate of deposit worth 100,000 oceans. Master Duan sneered and twisted the certificates of deposit: "100,000 oceans, just to make a stinky friend who is my surname Duan?! I said, Master Qijiaxing, is the friend you are talking about? Is the Master Zuo in Jushu?!"
Chapter completed!