"Waiter, have a jar of good wine!"

Soon, a strong voice suddenly came from the restaurant. Before the person arrived, the voice arrived first. Listening to the sound was made by a generous man.

"Okay, please sit down!" The waiter rushed forward excitedly. The owner of the voice had been drinking for a few days, and would drink a few jars every time. He was very cheerful and straightforward, and he loved them.

"Get some more wine and food."

The voice continued to come out, and then under the gaze of everyone, a tall and mighty man strode over, found a seat at will, and sat down.

Lin Yu turned his head and looked at the man's position. He could see clearly the man's face. The owner of the voice was none other than Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggars' Sect who Lin Yu came to look for.

Qiao Feng seemed to have some senses and looked at Lin Yu. The two of them couldn't help but look at each other. Lin Yu smiled faintly, raised a bowl of wine on the table, raised his head, and drank a heroic bowl.

At this time, Qiao Feng's wine was also brought up.

Pour the wine into the bowl, Qiao Feng stared at Lin Yu's handsome face, and his throat swayed. A bowl of wine entered his stomach, and he poured another cup of wine into his stomach.

"Report to the leader of the gang, the other party agreed to meet in the Huishan Pavilion tomorrow morning." Outside, two disciples dressed in the Beggars' Sect trotted in, stood respectfully in front of Qiao Feng, reporting the message.

"Is it a bit hasty?" Qiao Feng raised his eyebrows.

"I originally planned to be with them for three days, but the other party seemed to know that we were not in a good position, so he actually spoke with thorns, saying that he would not dare to go to the appointment, and that he would not go tomorrow." The disciples of the Beggar Gang clasped their fists and reported to Qiao Feng truthfully.

"Tell me brothers, we will gather in Huishan at the third update tonight. Let's arrive first and wait for them to come to the appointment." Qiao Feng thought for a moment and made a decision.

"Yes!" The two disciples retreated.

Lin Yu is now at the level of a master, and he can hear clearly the conversation between Qiao Feng and his disciples. He is very clear about the purpose of Qiao Feng's trip.

Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, died due to his unique skill "throat-locking and grabbing hand", and only the Murong family's unique skill "fighting and moving".

Therefore, in order to find out the truth about this matter, he came to Yanziwu outside Gusu City to visit Murong Fu. After preliminary investigation, he became suspicious of this inference.

So he came to Wuxi.

This is the third day he has been here.

"My friend, please come here and have a drink together!" After the two disciples left, Qiao Feng looked at Lin Yu again. Seeing that Lin Yu's eyes remained, he couldn't help but ask for an invitation.

"OK!"

Lin Yu was also very happy and took a jar of sorghum wine on the table, and said to Mu Wanqing and the two girls Zhong Ling: "My sister Wan, Ling'er, do you want to be together?"

"No." Mu Wanqing shook her head.

"Brother Lin, drink less!" Zhong Ling just advised Lin Yu, sat with Mu Wanqing, and had no desire to drink.

Let the man leave it to drinking!

"Brother is the famous Bei Qiaofeng?" Lin Yu came to Qiaofeng, filled the big bowl on the table with wine, raised a bowl, and looked at Qiaofeng with a smile.

"Why ask clearly?"

Qiao Feng smiled, picked up the wine bowl that Lin Yu filled, and said seriously: "We both drink a few big bowls first, and start to fight later, but there is no friendship to talk about."

"Brother must have recognized the wrong person."

Lin Yu smiled casually, not caring about Qiao Feng's attitude at all, which indirectly proved that Qiao Feng was meticulous and that he was not only worth the force.

As he said that, Lin Yu raised his head and drank another big bowl of sorghum wine into his stomach. He was extremely refreshing, which made Qiao Feng appreciate it.

"Brother, I'm so happy, bartender!"

Qiao Feng nodded, called the bartender, and continued: "Another ten kilograms of high-quality sorghum wine, and five kilograms of beef!"

"Master, this wine, this meat..."

The bartender was obviously frightened by Qiao Feng's heroic appearance, and hesitantly looked on his face, and asked, "Can you finish drinking, can you finish eating?"

"Don't worry so much. If it's not enough, twenty kilograms are fine!" Qiao Feng waved his hand, pointed his finger in Lin Yu's direction, and said, "You don't have to worry about this young man paying!"

"Okay, Master!" the bartender nodded.

Lin Yu looked at this scene and couldn't help but rise. He had been looking forward to such a life for a long time. Now that he is in the scene, his mood has become more calm.

In the calm, there was a little excitement.

Soon, the bartender brought the best sorghum wine over, put it on, and took a lot of big bowls. There is a rule here that if you can drink it, it doesn’t matter if you throw the bowl.

Looking at the scene, these two people must have been the ones who threw the bowl.

"Come on, let's drink ten bowls first!"

Qiao Feng held up the bowl with one hand and looked at Lin Yu with interest.

"No problem, I'll drink as much as I want!" Lin Yu also raised the bowl and drank it first, which seemed extremely straightforward.

"Brother, please feel free!"

"Come on, let's continue!"

"Brother, can you still drink it?"

"Continue, don't stop!"

...

In just half an hour, Lin Yu and Qiao Feng finished drinking ten kilograms of sorghum wine. At this time, the ground of the restaurant was in a mess, all of which were broken and broken bowls.

"What a great drinker!"

"How can two people drink ten kilograms of wine?"

"They must be heroes in the world, but I am so embarrassed that I didn't recognize them!"

"It's not Mr. Murong Fu, is it?"

The customers around watched the two of them drinking heroically, and they all applauded and talked about the topics, and they all guessed who they were.

"Sister Mu, don't you care about Brother Lin?"

Zhong Ling was a girl after all. Seeing Lin Yu drinking like this, he not only did not have a trace of appreciation, but instead became deeply worried about him.

Drinking a little bit is pleasant, and drinking a lot is harmful to the body.

Zhong Ling has a deep understanding of this principle.

"Men drink, let them drink."

Mu Wanqing shook her head, looked at Lin Yu with admiration, and said lightly: "He is still so charming when he drinks."

"Huh~" Zhong Ling shrugged and muttered her cherry mouth.

"Brother, can you still drink it?"

After ten kilograms of sorghum wine were in her stomach, Qiao Feng felt a little drunk, and his eyes were filled with appreciation, and he patted Lin Yu on the shoulder.

"Of course I can drink it!"

Lin Yu shrugged, feeling a sense of mutual appreciation for Qiao Feng. In addition, the alcohol level is not high, and his cultivation has reached the level of a master, he is still very sober.

"Barner, come another ten kilograms of sorghum wine!"

Qiao Feng shouted, feeling particularly happy.

"Okay, Master!" The bartender's mood could no longer be described as shock. He just looked at the two of them tremblingly, and then he numbly moved ten kilograms of wine.

"These two are crazy..."

Zhong Ling shook his head, leaned his back against the wooden pillar, and quietly waited for Lin Yu. Mu Wanqing stood aside and also took a sip.

"Brother, come twelve bowls?"

Lin Yu filled his wine and asked with a smile.

"What's the meaning?"

Qiao Feng asked in confusion.

"The eagle spreads its wings and flies for twelve times!"

"Okay, what a good eagle spreads its wings and flies twelve times!"

...

ps.

The third update today, please vote and support!
Chapter completed!