It’s not false to drink to make cowards brave!

Jia Liu completely forgot that he was not in his husband's mansion, but in his wealthy prime minister's mansion.

The security guards around him did not receive his salary from Lord Jia, but the salary from Fuzhongtang.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

The Captain of the Security Brigade, who is responsible for security work, needs to remind the President to restrain himself so as not to cause unpredictable accidents. However, the President's mind was so hot that Erguotou was burning hot, so how could he pay attention to it?

Helplessly, he had to bite the bullet and make a warning move. If Fu Zhongtang gets angry, he will protect the President and escape even if he fights his life.

Deputy Director Ding's scalp was also tingling. He remembered that Lord Jia Jia had to bring a few bodyguards even when he went to the cottage. The son of a daughter would definitely not stand under the dangerous wall. He didn't expect that when he drank the wine today, he seemed to be extremely reckless as if he had become a person.

It seems that wine is really not a good thing.

Jia Liu rushed to the Fuzhongtang in front of him, with his waist straight and his face full of vigor and agitated look: "Old rich, I decided that I will be the host, and the seal and account book will be kept by me. As this is the case, you can give me the things quickly. In this way, I respect you and I respect you. If you insist on dominating the things, there will be no good ending."

This is because even the elder brother doesn't want to scream.

I don’t know how many degrees I drink, but I’ve become a slut.

"All decision?"

The old rich looked at Liuzi's brother carefully and snorted slightly: "When did the meeting be held? Why didn't anyone notify me of the host?"

"You don't have to worry about this, anyway, I'll decide. Give me the things quickly, and I'll do some of them."

Although his hands and feet were not very obedient, Jia Liushang knew to leave a thread for the rich brother and whispered: "Don't worry, I'll be the host, and my heart is still on my brother."

"Um"

The old rich coughed lightly and laughed dryly: "After that being said, why did they choose you as the host?"

"Of course it's because I'm patriotic, loyal to the Qing Dynasty, and able to serve my members wholeheartedly."

Jia Liuyi looked proud, this was the most proud thing he had in his life.

It is definitely not a matter of loyalty to the Qing Dynasty.

It's also great to serve members.

Whether it is the Joint Advance Association or the Mutual Aid Association, Jia Liu has never lost anyone, and no one who works with him will give him a thumbs up.

After hearing this, the old rich couldn't help but sneer: "I am also patriotic and I am loyal to the Qing Dynasty. Why didn't they choose me and insist on pushing you out?"

“The situation is different.”

Jia Liu was wondering why Lao Fu lost all his slap in his mind. Is it interesting to spread the word?

“What’s the difference?”

Lao Fu looked dissatisfied.

“It’s different anyway!”

Jia Liu is too lazy to talk nonsense to the old rich. The things decided in the club cannot be opposed by you, an ordinary member.

The old rich man was not angry, but instead smiled and said, "What if I don't make friends?"

"If you don't make friends, then let alone brothers. Even friends don't have the meaning of me, brother should be clear about me."

Jia Liu was very determined. Whether he could get the lead stick and the account book was related to the authority of his new chairman, and it was also related to whether the mutual protection of the governors and governors could be implemented. If the first step was stuck, those corrupt officials would definitely lose confidence in him, and then the newly sprouted governors would still be killed, which would be detrimental to the comprehensive work of seizing the Qing regime.

"You have drunk too much, so we will talk about what you have tomorrow."

The old rich didn't want to talk to the wine, and he knew that Lear Jin and the others were pushing this kid to fight him.

This kid is foolishly acting as a leader and acting as a sucker.

"Although my body is not under my control, my mind is still very clear. Since I am here, I must have an explanation. Otherwise, how can I explain to my brothers when I go back?"

Jia Liu planned not to cry until he saw the coffin.

Old Fu smiled again, looking at Jia Liu who was unable to stand firmly, and shook his head slightly: "Liuzi, those guys are more powerful than the other ones. You are not afraid of being used as a gun to make the water in it too deep and you can't grasp it. It's better for my brother to keep the Yinhe account book. I will take care of anything."

This is a step.

After all, rich business can only lead to the world.

"You carry it? What are you carrying it?"

Jia Liu, who had drunk too much, was not grateful. Instead, he was angry and jumped up. "For so many years, I have nothing to do! Let me tell you the truth, if I hadn't stopped me, they would have come to settle the score with you!"

This was so exciting that Lao Fu was turning his eyes: "Ghost Six, you are a candle! Have your head grown to your butt! You carry it, you carry it! What are the things I have to do to you over the years? How many times have I helped you? From beginning to end, I have asked you for a dime! Fuck! Little Bastard, don't make drafts on your speech!"

"You dare to scold me!"

Jia Liu refused to agree, and he could scold him, and he could scold his father, but he couldn't scold him.

"What's wrong with me scolding you? Open your big eyes and show me clearly. What's the place here! Fuck your mother!"

As soon as Lao Fu finished speaking, twenty or thirty guards holding imperial short guns surged out from the darkness, and dozens of strong bows appeared on the wall.

"Protect your sir!"

Seeing this, Baozhu and his friends were about to draw their guns and swords, but they were shocked by a sound.

"Whoever dares to move, let you see the King of Hell first!"

The person who spoke was an old rich confidant, and the Military Affairs Office Man Zhang Jing was also responsible for the security work of the Prime Minister.

"Come on really?"

The sudden scene made Jia Liu's wine wake up most of the time. He looked at the guards with guns, then looked at the old rich man who was staring at him with a lust. He felt a "knock" in his heart. He instinctively took a few steps back and asked Deputy Director Ding who was pressing his hand on the sword and did not dare to pull it out: "No, why am I here?"

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Deputy Director Ding was so anxious that his forehead kept sweating: Damn it wasn't you who had to come here by yourself!

Be careless.

Realizing that he was actually Jia Liu who went deep into the tiger's den, he immediately turned around and gave the old rich a bright smile: "Brother, did I say anything nonsense just now?"

"What do you think?"

The old rich smiled and said nothing, "Didn't you say yesterday that I can't get out of your house? Today, you can try to get out of my yard."

"Brother was joking, what's your family? You and I can tell what to do so clearly."

Jia Liu, who was completely aware of this, licked and smiled with a thick face, hugged and clasped his fists, "What, brother, you are busy. I really have to go back. The leader has something to ask me for."

Lao Fu said "Oh" and waved his hand casually: "Let me listen to it. If Lord Jia dares to leave, each person will give him a shot."

"Yeah!"

Hundreds of guards from the Zhongtang Mansion responded in unison, and dozens of long and short guns and dozens of crossbows were aimed at Lord Jia Jia who was trembling.
Chapter completed!