Chapter 177 The Lonely Old Man

"Little brother, you're finally here, haha--"

As soon as Lu Fei followed the strange man to the door of the villa, a loud voice came from inside, looking very excited. Then, with a silhouette, the old boxing man ran out in a hurry and grabbed Lu Fei's arm, as if he was afraid that Lu Fei would disappear out of thin air.

"Uncle Fan, please slow down." A nervous voice came, and then another figure rushed out of the villa, but it was the middle-aged man who made Lu Fei feel the danger very powerful.

"You stay there, how could something happen if I am so young and strong?" The old man pushed away the middle-aged man who was about to support him. With a word, not only the middle-aged man, but even Lu Fei was speechless. Although the old man in front of him looked very strong, he was not young, at least sixty or seventy years old. Why can't he have anything to do with young and strong man?

"Little brother, I really miss my old brother after not seeing each other for so many years. Let's go in and have a drink with me." The old man pulled Lu Fei's arm without saying anything and walked in. At the same time, he told the two strange-looking men beside him: "Go, tell Qin Yatou, and say that the little brother will not go back to eat here tonight, so they will not wait."

"Yes!" The middle-aged man did not dare to refute and nodded to the man responsible for hiring Lu Fei. The man quickly walked towards Villa No. 12 again.

After just a while, Lu Fei had not yet reacted and had already been dragged into the villa by the old man. Looking at the decorations in the villa, Lu Fei was stunned.

What level of villa in Yujing Villa is Lu Fei can guess just by looking at the decoration and decoration of Villa No. 12 where Qin Yuyan is located. Although it is not a top-level villa, it is definitely a high-end villa area. However, the villa in front of him is completely different. The walls are very white and the space is very large, but it looks very empty. Lu Fei doesn't know what other rooms look like, but the living room where he is located has no furniture at all. To be precise, there is no fashionable furniture. If he hadn't come in in person, no one would have thought that the luxurious villa would look so shabby.

Yes, the decorations in the villa can only be described as shabby. Apart from the large characters of the dragon and phoenix brushes on the wall, there are no decorative items in the whole room, and there are no conventional decorations such as sofas and coffee tables in the living room. Instead, there are several large log tables with a few same log chairs around them. Even these tables and chairs have not been refined, and they look very rough and have not even painted. They are completely native to the log...

At this time, a few side dishes were placed on a two-meter square log table in the center, which also looked very shabby and completely irrelevant.

Lu Fei subconsciously looked at the old man who was holding him, and then looked at the middle-aged man who followed him in with a helpless expression. From the first time he saw him, he vaguely guessed that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person, but should be a person of great origin or identity. Especially the middle-aged man behind him always gave Lu Fei a mysterious and dangerous aura. This feeling only appeared several times when Lu Fei was facing those super perverted opponents when performing special missions. However, the decorations in the room in front of him were completely beyond Lu Fei's expectations, which made him feel curious about the old man.

"Little brother, sit down." The old man seemed very excited at this time. He pressed Lu Fei on a log chair, turned his head to the middle-aged man who followed in and said, "Go quickly and bring out the box of Moutai that he sent a few days ago. Today I want to have a good time with my little brother."

"Uncle Fan, the doctor told you when you were having a checkup a few days ago that your body should not touch alcohol in the near future." The middle-aged man stood there without moving, looking embarrassed.

"Fuck, I know my body myself. You are forcing me to go to the examination if you can't drink. Do you think I don't know. Nowadays, people who are not sick will get sick when they enter the hospital." The old man glared unhappily: "Go quickly, get out if you don't obey. I won't care about your service, and I'm more comfortable without you."

"Yes." The middle-aged man looked helpless and did not dare to refute. He walked into a room obediently and soon came out with a box of wine. When he saw the box being carried by the middle-aged man, Lu Fei's pupils shrank, and special supply Moutai was specially supplied. Lu Fei recognized a red inconspicuous sign on the box at a glance. This special supply Moutai is more precious and high-end special supply wine than the military-supplied Moutai. Only the highest leader in a military region has the opportunity to sing, but he did not expect that the middle-aged man would move out a box directly. Looking at the box, the special supply label was obviously not removed, which means that this is a box of original special supply Moutai that has not been opened.

"Uncle Fan, the doctor told me..." When I put down Moutai, the middle-aged man spoke in embarrassment again.

"Okay, I know what you want to say, aren't you just not allowed to drink too much? Don't worry, I'll drink some today and listen to you starting to quit drinking tomorrow. Is this okay?" The old man interrupted the middle-aged man impatiently.

"Haha--" The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, not daring to say anything else, as if he was afraid of making the old man angry, but looked at Lu Fei for help.

"Don't worry, I won't let the old man drink more." Lu Fei saw the middle-aged man's meaning and gave him a look of peace of mind.

The middle-aged man stopped talking and gave Lu Fei a grateful look, then turned around and walked out of the living room, standing there like a javelin at the door of the living room, as if he was in charge of a warning task.

"Little brother, this wine is rare, are you aware of it?" Seeing the middle-aged man walking away, the old man smiled again, and opened the box like a treasure, holding a bottle of wine in front of Lu Fei and said proudly.

"Specially provided by Moutai. I didn't expect that you would actually have this kind of good wine hidden by your husband." Lu Fei looked at the old man and smiled, feeling that the old man was really like a child at this time.

"Do you also know that this is a special Moutai?" The old man's expression was obviously stunned, a little disappointed, as if he had found a treasure to show it to others, but he recognized it at a glance and seemed a little depressed.

"I happened to see it before." Lu Fei smiled.

"I knew you were not an ordinary person." The old man looked at Lu Fei for a while and suddenly said something.

Lu Fei was stunned. Before he could react to what the old man said, the old man grinned while opening the bottle: "But it doesn't matter. I don't ask what you are doing. What is your identity? Don't bother with me. Let's talk about friendship with peers."

"Okay!" Lu Fei also smiled. He didn't think about pursuing who this old man was. The old man's free and easy personality made him feel very happy. However, after watching the old man pour a glass of wine for himself, he still advised: "Old man..."

"What old man? We have all talked about the relationship between peers. I call you little brother, have you forgotten now?" The old man glared at Lu Fei with dissatisfaction.

"I..." Lu Fei was speechless for a moment, thinking that you are so old and I don't call you what else can you call me if you don't call me? Could it be that Brother Khan?

The old man didn't care at all and said carelessly: "They all call me Uncle Fan, I think I'm old. Let's do this. My surname is Fan. You can call Brother Fan, just call me old brother."

"Then, I'll call you Brother Fan." Lu Fei was amused and crying, but he didn't insist, because he could see that the old man was not artificial, but his personality was too free and casual, and probably he was tired of being controlled by others.

"Yes, this is my good brother. I am not like those bad guys. I don't want them to call Uncle Fan, as if I have taken advantage of them." The old man immediately became happy when he heard this and laughed happily.

The middle-aged man standing at the door twitched uncontrollably at this time, and he held back his smile and showed a very depressed look on his face.

"Brother Fan, since you have said you have accepted my brother, then I don't know whether to say it or not." Lu Fei held back his smile.

"Speak directly, don't be a mother-in-law. I hate the unhappiness that others say the most." The old man waved his hand.

"Yeah." Lu Fei nodded and looked at the wine glasses poured in the old man's hand: "Brother Fan, although wine is a good thing, you can't drink too much. Drinking too much is not good for your health, I..."

"Why? Even you want to care about me?" The old man's smile disappeared and he looked at Lu Fei with dissatisfaction.

"This is not a matter of not caring about it. I am considering your health for Brother Fan. Alcohol..." Lu Fei was speechless and could only explain with a gritty bullet. The middle-aged man just now said that it was obvious that the old man could not drink alcohol at the moment, and he could not drink too much. Otherwise, something might happen. He didn't want any accidents because of the old man drinking too much here.

"Little brother, don't worry, what's this little wine?" The old man curled his lips disdainfully, and suddenly a murderous aura appeared on his body: "I remember when I was still charging in the battlefield, I was thirsty and had no water to drink. I just used wine as water to quench my thirst. Not to mention this little wine, it would be fine if I had a few more bottles, so don't worry."

"Ah?" Lu Fei looked at the old man in disbelief and was still fighting. Who is this old man? Why did he start talking nonsense before he even drank?

"Okay, little brother, stop talking. My brother knows that you are doing it for my own good. In this way, I try to control myself, drink less, and ensure that I don't drink too much. How about it?" The old man suddenly said this.

"Okay, Brother Fan, you have mastered it yourself. I'm afraid that you will really drink too much later. The uncle at the door is trying to fight for my life." Lu Fei said half-truely.

"He dares?" the old man glared.

The middle-aged man standing at the door smiled bitterly, turned to look at the two people who had already started to squeeze in the living room. The man hesitated and turned around and walked to the side to take out his cell phone and dial a number. After the call was connected, he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: "Old Fan didn't listen to my advice and was drinking. Please let Dr. Li and the others be ready to act at any time."

"Yes." There was no nonsense on the other end of the phone, and he agreed and hung up the phone.

In the room, Lu Fei and the old man had already had three drinks, one cup and two taels. The two of them killed a bottle and a half in less than five minutes. Even though Lu Fei's alcohol tolerance could make him feel a little drunk at this time, but the old man opposite was blushing and laughing, as if nothing had happened.

Damn, didn’t this old man really drink white wine as water before?

Lu Fei was shocked to see it. Seeing that the old man poured a full glass for each person, he immediately pressed the old man's hand: "Brother Fan, let's not be in a hurry to drink, take your time."

"What? Is it not possible?" The old man glanced at Lu Fei and asked very directly.

"I'm really a little bit unfair." Lu Fei smiled bitterly. It wasn't that he couldn't do it now, but he was afraid that if he continued to drink like this, there would be something wrong with the old man.
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