Chapter 67 Ten kilograms of sorghum wine

No signs!

This slap suddenly!

Du Ziyan and Ding Lingling couldn't even scream, but Du Tianxiong squinted his eyes instantly, knowing that Zhang Xiaolin wanted to exert his anger and to squeeze Zhao Heng's spirit. Of course, he could stop him, but for some test, he didn't say anything. Just when Zhao Heng was about to be slapped in the face, Zhao Heng suddenly raised his hand to block his cheek. // //

"Bang!"

Zhang Xiaolin, who was not strong, was hitting Zhao Heng's wrist. He originally thought that this slap could slap the latter, but he unexpectedly a surge of force rushed backwards. Zhang Xiaolin's huge body shook for a moment and almost retreated from behind. Zhao Heng did not move at all, just shook his hands to relieve the pain:

"Boss Zhang, is it a pleasure to fight?"

"Damn it! There are two tricks!"

Zhang Xiaolin's joy and anger changed instantly. His momentum just now turned into a smile. He waved his hand to stop the three subordinates from rushing forward, and then bit his lips and snorted: "But it's just a few tricks. I'll kill a reckless man who doesn't know how to die. With my fingers, three thousand disciples will be enough to chop you into meat sauce."

"Zi, you are tired of living. How dare you come and provoke our Qing Gang?"

Zhang Xiaolin made a rough posture, then rolled up his left sleeve and snorted: "If it weren't for Boss Du's sake, I'll kill you now, damn it! I can't pull it a lot, and I dare to block the attack with a slap you. Are you a scallion? Do you dare to challenge me in Huahai? Do you really think of yourself as Xu Wenqiang?"

The next second, he slapped him again.

"Zhang Master,,,"

Zhang Xiaolin's left hand suddenly stopped with Zhao Heng's voice because he felt a sense of danger in his heart. Then he heard Zhao Heng speak coldly: "Although the Qing Gang is powerful, Zhao Heng is not a clay figure. The first slap is considered as a gift to Mr. Zhang, but I, Zhao Heng, will never give me a second generous gift!"

"If Mr. Zhang really thinks that Zhao Heng is weak and can be bullied, then you can just slap him."

A touch of murderous intention jumped in Zhao Heng's eyes!

Zhang Xiaolin's eyelids couldn't help but jump up. He had been through the world for the first time. Perhaps as long as his palm stepped in half, Zhao Heng would suddenly attack and kill him. This attack would last forever. The three bodyguards who sensed Zhao Heng's murderous intent also took a step forward and looked at Zhao Heng with a serious expression.

Unexplained, but still feels like facing a great enemy.

The atmosphere was tense.

Du Tianxiong squeezed out a cigarette: "Lao Zhang, have you vented your anger?"

At the same time, he waved his hand to ask Du Ziyan and Ding Lingling to go to the secret room in the inner room, and asked the waiter to deliver the meal to both sides. Zhang Xiaolin, who originally wanted to slap Zhao Heng again, stepped down when he saw Du Tianxiong speaking. After asking the three subordinates to retreat to the door, he found a single sofa to sit down.

He has always enjoyed the feeling of being exclusive, so he doesn't like sitting with others.

"Boss Du has spoken, how dare Mr. Zhang get angry again?"

Zhang Xiaolin threw a sentence with a needle hidden in the mulberry, then naturally took out a box of women's cigarettes, took out a lit one and looked at Zhao Heng. Zhao Heng habitually remained silent, just as he said, he listened more and watched more and did little. He could not do anything that was interfering in his affairs, and he was too lazy to do it, so he only made the worst plans.

The rough man and the lady's cigarette show Zhang Xiaolin's true character.

"He is my daughter's friend, and I owe him a favor."

Du Tianxiong looked at Zhao Heng and threw a few words slowly: "I know he has a grudge with Brother Zhang, but I, Du Tianxiong, actually agreed to reconcile. Then I hope both sides can forget the grudges in the past. Maybe you can't be friends, but I don't want you to be enemies. Brother Zhang, give me a favor, right?"

He pointed to Zhao Heng with a calm expression, and added softly: "No matter how arrogant and domineering Zhao Heng is, he is always a young person's character. Didn't Brother Zhang make Huahai the same mess when he was young? Why do you have to be angry? So Du dared to ask Brother Zhang to let him go, and the Du family will compensate the medicine for the brothers of the Qingbang."

Du Tianxiong gave Zhang Xiaolin enough face: "What do you think Brother Zhang?"

"Okay, if you, Boss Du, please give him a chance, and forget about the medicine costs. There are still a few people who have committed evil money in the Qing Gang."

Zhang Xiaolin laughed loudly, not at all the anger of more than 100 subordinates: "But he apologized purely for three glasses of wine, that's not enough. If Zhao Heng wants to erase his grudges with the Qing Gang and drink this ten kilograms of wine, I promise that the grudges will be eliminated."

"The Qing Bang brothers will be convinced!"

With Zhang Xiaolin's wave of his hand, a jar of ten kilograms of sorghum wine was brought up. When he pulled the red bun, he immediately smelled the strong smell of wine. However, although this kind of strong wine is mellow, it also means that the concentration is amazing. If you drink it ten kilograms, you will be disabled. So Zhang Xiaolin looked at Zhao Heng with fun and said, "How? Am I sincere enough?"

"After drinking it within two hours, everyone is no longer an enemy."

"One hand, one or two wine, one hundred hands, ten kilograms of wine!"

Zhang Xiaolin shook his finger: "Zi, you've made a lot of money."

Du Tianxiong swept over the special sorghum wine that was stronger than vodka, frowned slightly and said, "Boss Zhang, your sincerity sounds very good, but how many people in the world can drink ten kilograms of such wine? If you pour this jar of sorghum wine into it, even an elephant is afraid that it will be difficult to support it."

"Overall?"

Zhang Xiaolin smiled vigorously like a poisonous snake, and replied in a gentle tone: "Boss Du, it's not too much. One or two wine with one hand is already for Boss Du's sake. I have tried my best to convince the top ten veterans in the gang to adopt this kind of wine. If Zhao Heng can't even handle this, it will be really hard for me to do it."

He pretended to be helpless: "One hundred hands, ten kilograms of wine, Boss Du, the bottom line."

Although Du Tianxiong has enough strength to ignore this condition, it is not convenient for him to hide needles in Zhang Xiaolin like this. Of course, the Du family can directly put pressure on Qingbang to calm the grievances, but to deal with the matter, Qingbang still needs to convince him. Otherwise, Zhao Heng will still have hidden dangers in the future, and he will be greatly reduced if he comes forward.

But Du Tianxiong understood even more that Zhang Xiaolin's ten kilograms of wine were not so easy to drink. The young Zhao Heng probably died after drinking it. This old man really killed people without blood. He gave Zhao Heng a chance to reconcile on the spot, but in fact he used the strong wine to kill people. Zhang Xiaolin's mind was as rough as ever.

He wanted to veto this method directly, but when Zhao Hengru's calm expression was seen, his heart moved slightly: "Zhao Heng, Mr. Zhang's reconciliation conditions have been thrown out. Do you have the confidence to take it next? If you have confidence, then drink ten kilograms of wine. If you feel embarrassed, you can choose not to drink it."

"You should do it according to your own ideas, and never force it."

This is naturally to give Zhao Heng a little more confidence. If he really doesn't want to drink, he doesn't have to give Zhang Xiaolin face. Du Tianxiong will still use his prestige to suppress the grudges between the two sides, which is considered to give Zhao Heng a way out. Zhang Xiaolin also laughed and waved his hand: "Boss Du is right, you can not drink it."

"Gangmaster Zhang, you are stabbing someone with a soft knife."

Amid Zhang Xiaolin's playful laughter, a voice came from the door, very soft and gentle, but naturally had a charm that penetrated into the bones. Then the door was gently pushed open. In the laughter that made people feel rippling, three women moved in, and a fragrance filled the wing room instantly.

The woman in the lead had a black style, black top, black short skirt, black earrings and black rings, and even flat shoes were black, but she didn't wrap her black stockings, leaving her legs and arms exposed, charming and pure, two completely different temperaments blended and flowed through her.

This weirdness tends to be an alternative that combines traditional elegance.

Zhao Heng felt that this woman was very classic and was an unforgettable type for men to see her.

Especially Zhang Xiaolin and other gangsters, even Zhao Heng's eyes narrowed. The charm exudes from the charming woman is unavoidable and amazed. Only Du Tianxiong still maintains peace, squeezes the tea in the cup and takes a sip. The woman smiles softly: "Boss Du, Shishi comes uninvited,"

"Please forgive me, but I can't stop coming."
Chapter completed!