Chapter 563： You swell (2/2)
Wen Zhongjiu smiled lightly like water,
”Ho, good luck.”
”Snapped.”
”tenth.”
”Uh...”
”Snapped.”
”twelve.”
Wen Zhongjiu's face has changed a little, this situation seems to be a little bit too small.
The eight-ball game is the most commonly used in the streets and lanes bars, very simple.
But in terms of skills, almost all the evolutionaries are not a bit worse than those dudes who came during the day.
Without him, he is unfamiliar with his hands. How can the evolutionary have the idle time to soak on the table every day?
It's not a problem if you can't drop the bag for 8 hours.
Otherwise, it won't be dark when the offer is not available, isn't it just because you are afraid of being too embarrassed.
”Snapped.”
”Snapped.”
Wen Zhongjiu panicked, ”Wait, wait! Old Wei, you are not authentic, why did Qingyu Ball play so well?”
Wei Tianxing laughed and said nothing.
Sister Xingxing suddenly said,
”Oh, I remember, there is a Swake's score record in the color bar with Qing Yu's name on it, it seems to be... more than one hundred and forty points?”
”Snooker?”
”Yes, it's snooker.”
Wen Zhongjiu almost fainted on the spot, and cautiously asked, ”Qing Yu, you... more than one hundred and forty points?”
Wei Qingyu smiled sweetly.
”Seven.”
Patter, black 8 falls into the bag.
...
”Pour wine!!”
”Good, good.”
”Pour it again!!”
”it is good...”
”again...”
”Warm wine! Are you a bit too much?”
Wen Zhongjiu stared at his nose and pointed to his nose, ”I'm too much! Am I too much?”
”Fatty Wei, won't your conscience hurt?”
”One hundred and forty-seven points! Clear the table with one stroke! You let such a skilled person ravage us Xiaobai who hasn't even touched the club several times, you are not too much??”
”Quack.”
Said again,
”Well, Linzi, your pigeon tastes perfect. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender, especially the part between the meat under the skin. Tsk tsk, there is still juice, it seems to be splashed into the mouth with one bite, it can't be satisfied anymore.”
Ten altars of Snake King Wine were lined up on the ground beside Wei Tianxing. Four altars had been opened, and the fragrant alcohol was so strong that it spread along the ground like the mist flowing along the mouth of the altar.
He shook his head severely, only to realize that there was no fog at all, everything was an illusion, but the fragrance of the wine remained the same.
Six expensive homing pigeons, three smoked and three mud-roasted, Wei Tianxing didn't even catch a pigeon leg. He had to pay for his ”crime”.
Wen Zhongjiu pinched the thin leg bones of the pigeon, and removed the last trace of meat on it.
”Fatty Wei, I didn't expect to warm up the wine. I really didn't expect that you are such a person?”
”If I came one step later, would I not even be able to see a pigeon feather? You still want to hide private... The most annoying thing is that if you clearly said that you will open the black, you actually let Qing Yu secretly calculate we?!”
Wei Tianxing was wronged,
”Obviously you are the first to pick things, so why do you blame me for this?”
”Do you know that I am trying to catch them? I paralyzed them mentally, and then you and I won the stars and Allier in one fell swoop...”
Sister Xingxing and Allier stared together,
”Hehe, you deserve to have bought ten jars of wine.”
Wen Zhongjiu looked bitter, and yelled to Lin sadly.
”Lao Tzu's selling a thousand jars of wine is not worth one jar of your boy. This time I pay a lot.”
Wei Tianxing snorted.
”If you want to take first, you must first give it.”
Wen Zhongjiu was taken aback for a long time,
”Old guard, you are swollen.”
Wei Qingyu chuckled.
”My dad is swollen, it's just a blow.”
Wei Tianxing slapped his belly,
”The prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. How can you compare to someone with a small belly and chicken intestines... Ten jars of wine are only ten jars of wine. Seeing how uncle Wen feels distressed, he almost cried.”