"Brother Zheng, please." Sha Zhentian had already received the order from Zhuo Mufeng, so he did not dare to neglect. He immediately raised his cup and signaled to Zhuo Mufeng, "Why don't you give it to the Master Zheng?"

Zhuo Mufeng quickly smiled and picked up the prepared wine jar here and prepared to pour wine. As a result, a man next to Zheng Haonan immediately raised his hand to stop him and said, "Wait, the master of Shazhai came to toast for no reason, I don't know what the purpose is?"

No one is a fool, especially the next battle will be started and the leader of the village will be selected. At such a sensitive moment, Sha Zhentian, who was not happy to communicate, actually brought people to toast. It would be difficult to think too much.

Even some suspicious people had already looked at the wine jar in Zhuo Mufeng's hand, and their eyes were filled with coldness.

Zheng Haonan stared at Sha Zhentian, his eyes as if they were two sharp swords, and he seemed to be smiling but the pressure was greater than that of others.

If it were ordinary people, it would be difficult to show their strengths, but Sha Zhentian had his own uniqueness to become the leader of a village. He said without changing his face, "Brother Zheng really doesn't need to worry too much. You and I have been together for decades, and it will inevitably be a big fight later. Sha Mou Gong just wants to express this glass of wine, and he just wants to fight. No matter what the result is, the friendship between you and me will remain unchanged. Please."

After saying that, he took the lead in raising his head and fucked it all, and then took the initiative to ask Zhuo Mufeng to pour wine. Zhuo Mufeng immediately poured him a full cup, and Sha Zhentian drank it again, lit up the bottom of the cup.

People talk about this. After all, they are both the leader of the same village, and if they don’t drink it in front of everyone, they will be slapping people in the face. Although Zheng Haonan is not afraid of Sha Zhentian, he does not want to offend people to death. Especially if they will start a war later, if they provoke the other party to fight against Hongxing Village, it will be a loss.

"So that's it, Brother Sha is intent."

Zheng Haonan was about to ask for wine from his subordinates. Zhuo Mufeng's eyes flashed, his eyes were quick and his hands filled a cup, and he immediately handed it on, "Please, Master Zheng."

Looking at the wine handed to him, Zheng Haonan twitched his face and stared at Zhuo Mufeng in an extremely strange way. He really wanted to ask, is this guy lacking a stubbornness?

A discerning person can tell at a glance that he is not at ease with Sha Zhentian, so how could he drink the other party’s wine? To put it bluntly, what if Sha Zhentian gets poisoned?

But if you don't accept it, it would be like openly suspicious of Sha Zhentian's character and would inevitably offend the other party. At this moment, Zheng Haonan really wanted to slap Zhuo Mufeng's smiling face to pieces.

Fortunately, Zheng Haonan was surrounded by him. At the critical moment, a bearded man laughed loudly, took the wine from Zhuo Mufeng's hand, drank it all, and gave a thumbs up and praised, "Good nephew, good wine!"

This good nephew really took advantage of Zhuo Mufeng, and invisibly resolved the previous embarrassment, which made the people in Hongxing Village laugh.

You can't be so nervous about Yubi Village, so you have to laugh. Look at me and see you, why are you so happy?

Zheng Haonan looked at Sha Zhentian with a smile, and said that he had finished the toast, so you should leave too.

Unexpectedly, Sha Zhentian did not move, but instead laughed in a low voice, "Brother Zheng, I know you are prepared this time. If you become the leader of the general village, I hope you will take care of your relationship with me."

Zheng Haonan, who was thinking about Sha Zhentian's intention, was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly felt a sudden enlightenment. When he saw Sha Zhentian's deliberately flattering smile, he was immediately happy.

So that's it. It turns out that the person surnamed Sha knew about the changes in Hongxing Village. He probably thought that the position of the head of the village was his own, so he came to have a relationship in advance. I couldn't tell that the reaction of this surnamed Sha was quite fast.

At this time, Sha Zhentian's core subordinates suddenly raised their glasses and wanted to respect their fellow Hongxingzhai. Their status was there, and it was hard to ignore them. The corresponding people from Hongxingzhai looked at each other.

"Why are you all standing there? Everyone is brother, don't be with me." Zheng Haonan said with a faint smile as the atmosphere subsided.

Anyway, I was drinking my own wine, so I was not afraid of being tampered with by others, so I just took the initiative to ask for face and gave it to you casually.

When the village leader heard the words, several senior officials in Hongxing Village had no worries. They immediately smiled and picked up the cups one by one, as polite as you should be.

Zhuo Mufeng kept pouring wine to the senior management of Yubi Village, smiling all over his face, and occasionally said a few pleasant words to persuade him to drink. Some people patted his shoulders and nodded like juniors to receive teachings. That was really a humble self-santhropist, and anyone would praise him.

Before this guy came, he deliberately picked up a jar of wine that was not much left. After some senior officials finished toasting, the wine was gone smoothly and immediately took a jar of new ones from a copycat warrior.

He deliberately walked between the warriors of the two villages and gave Meng Jiuxiao a wink. Meng Jiuxiao was extremely depressed, knowing that this kid was urging him to take action, he seemed extremely hesitant.

"What are you doing with a slow pace? Uncle Zheng and the others are waiting. Why don't you come here quickly!" Master Zhuo shouted in a deep voice, full of style.

Meng Jiuxiao's eyes trembled quickly when he heard this. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, if he did not obey and not say anything else, the identity of the servant would definitely be suspected.

Thinking of Zhuo Mufengru's threat in his ears, he finally sighed. Now he regrets very much, why did he get on this kid's pirate ship and can't even get off. I just hope that what I did today will not be spread by others, otherwise his old face will have no place to show it.

The eighteen generations of ancestors who were fucking Zhuo Mufeng in his heart, and with a stiff smile on his face, Meng Shenjun walked forward obediently, Zhuo Mufeng glanced at him and handed him the brand new wine jar.

Meng Jiuxiao had no choice but to take it. Zhuo Mufeng's eyes were not eyes, and his nose was not nose, and he ordered, "Why don't you open it quickly, pour it on for me!"

This guy commanded the masters of the Tianxing List to be smoother and smoother. Meng Jiuxiao was so depressed that he vomited blood, but he had no choice but to endure his anger and shake with one hand, peeling open the mud sealed by the wine jar, and the fragrance of wine suddenly filled with fragrance.

And just as Meng Jiuxiao broke through the soil, no one saw a very small pill slid into the wine jar from his sleeve.

With the martial arts and speed that the dignified Shenjun of Meng has practiced for many years, it should not be too easy to do such things, at least it is no difficulty to deceive the group of people in front of him.

After shaking it with his hand a few times, the aroma of the wine spread out from the mouth of the jar and plunged into everyone's noses. The two empty cups in Zhuo Mufeng's hand were all filled with Meng Jiuxiao.

Then, under the gaze of everyone at the scene, Zhuo Mufeng stepped forward, and several senior officials of Hongxing Village raised their cups with smiles, but Zhuo Mufeng ignored them, and they froze in place, looking at each other in a row.

When he walked to Zheng Haonan, Zhuo Mufeng handed out a wine glass and said with a smile, "My nephew admires Uncle Zheng for a long time. I would like to pay a cup to him. I hope Uncle Zheng will give me more advice in the future."

The people from Hongxing Village filled a glass of wine again and brought it to Zheng Haonan. Seeing this, Zhuo Mufeng shook his head and smiled, "Don't Uncle Zheng dare not even drink a glass of wine given by his nephew? Well."

This guy was really determined, and he could not see any hesitation. He was about to pour out the wine he handed out. At the critical moment, he stopped him with one hand.

Zheng Haonan looked straight at Zhuo Mufeng's eyes, and was silent for a moment, and said with a smile, "My nephew is joking. Although Zheng is not a hero, he knows the minimum etiquette."

If Zhuo Mufeng had to toast him as soon as he came up, he would definitely have to use his wine. But the situation is different now.

Zhuo Mufeng's wine is a newly opened jar, all of which are randomly provided by Jingouzhai. Judging from the color of the sealed soil, it should have been buried for a long time, and there is no possibility of tampering with it.

Besides, if people say such words, Zheng Haonan doesn't accept it, wouldn't it be looked down upon? Before he became the leader of the village, he would lose some prestige in public.

So, Zheng Haonan directly snatched the wine glass from Zhuo Mufeng's hand, laughed, said to him, "You're polite, and drank it all in one go." It was so straightforward and clear, and he didn't forget to show it to the bottom of the cup.

Zhuo Mufeng kept watching the other person's throat twitch and drank a drop of wine without falling. He was convinced that the other person had not made any fraud. He was secretly ecstatic and quickly drank his own glass. He had already taken the detoxification pill and was not afraid of the poison in the wine.

After putting down the cup, Zhuo Mufeng turned around and couldn't wait to say to Meng Jiuxiao, "Hurry up, give me more, Uncle Zheng, I will give him three cups in a row this time!"

This kid is so dark! Meng Jiuxiao was a little speechless. He thought that the medicine of a cup was not good enough, so he cheated people to death. Now Meng Jiuxiao is no longer allowed to stop, so he had to bite the bullet and fill Zhuo Mufeng.

What made him laugh and cry was that Zheng Haonan actually handed the cup on his own initiative to make it easier for him to pour wine. Who is Meng Jiuxiao? After thinking about it, he understood the other party's psychology.

Zheng Haonan rejected Sha Zhentian before and used his wine. Although he was careful, he could not help but give people the impression of being timid. He planned to use Zhuo Mufeng to regain his image.

Zhuo Mufeng's smartest thing is that he sent Sha Zhentian at the beginning to lure Zheng Haonan to refuse, and then used the senior executives on both sides to entangle each other. Now he took action himself, and under the guidance of the situation, Zheng Haonan had to compromise, and no one else stopped him.

The seemingly ordinary arrangement is behind it, but there is a subtle control of people's hearts and the situation. After understanding all this, Meng Jiuxiao looked at Zhuo Mufeng with great complexity. Although many things on the other party made him unhappy, this ability to adapt to changes is really impossible to appreciate.

After drinking three cups in a row, Zheng Haonan's heroic spirit seemed to surge, and he asked Zhuo Mufeng with a smile if he wanted to continue.

Zhuo Mufeng thought, but he was afraid that the medicine would be too strong, so he would be very happy if he had an early attack. He quickly said, "Drink three drinks today, wait until I go to greet other uncles, and then communicate with Uncle Zheng alone."

Zheng Haonan smiled and shook his head, naturally he had no objection.

With Zhuo Mufeng's eyes prompted, Sha Zhentian waved his hand and took everyone to the second village.

He had no idea what Zhuo Mufeng had in his purpose, but he didn't care about him. The plague god had promised him that he would leave after today. Anyway, as long as his life was not endangered, whatever the other party said would be.

When we arrived at the second village, it was still the same rhythm as before. However, what was surprising was that the wine jar in Meng Jiuxiao's hand did not move, and Sha Zhentian made someone open a new jar.

Later, Zhuo Mufeng toasted the leader of this village and used the jar from Meng Jiuxiao's hand. This guy openly made a difference.

Someone said sarcastically, "Big nephew, what's wrong with your wine? Can't others drink it?"

Zhuo Mufeng said, "I only respect all the village leaders and uncles." This sentence directly blocked people to the point of being terrified. If you want to make things difficult for them, wouldn't it make people think that they have bad intentions?

The respected village leader did not make any comments. Instead, he felt that this was a symbol of identity and felt that he was respected, so he enjoyed it with a smile.

The two villages did not reject Yubi Village in succession, so the villages afterwards naturally would not do anything that offends people. Whether they want to or not, they would just drink some wine.

In this way, one village after another, under the leadership of Sha Zhentian, Master Zhuo respected all the seventeen village leaders, and they all took three cups.

Originally, he met a few people with low cultivation levels and wanted to give him a drink less, but the other person was not happy and glared at him and asked him if he looked down on others. What can Master Zhuo do? He could only pray that these guys would hold on and not ruin his good things.

After being disturbed by Yubi Village, it was almost dark. As everyone decided to have dinner first. So each village hurriedly dealt with it, then raised a torch to illuminate the venue as bright as daytime.

The Battle of Eighteen Villages, which originally started in the afternoon, was dragged to the evening by Zhuo Mufeng, but it finally started at this moment!
Chapter completed!