Wang Lang took out his ears, said nothing, and continued to drink with tea.

Meng Cuzi waved, and the butler trotted over all the way and handed Meng Cuzi a box. The box was not big, but it was very delicate.

"My brother, after many years of separation, we finally met. Brother has prepared a gift for you, don't dislike me." Meng Cerzi said, pushing the gift box, and the gift box slid in front of Wang Lang.

Wang Lang slowly put down the teacup, "Meng Crooked, the King of Chu invited Emperor Gaozu of Han to dinner back then."

Meng Crook laughed, "My brother is joking, what's the matter? Brother, I am a businessman, how can I compare to the King of Chu who is powerful and powerful in the world? But you are Emperor Gaozu of Han, and you have your country and abroad."

Wang Lang opened the box and there was still a box inside. Wang Lang grinned, "Meng Cruzi, will you give me a box?"

Meng Crook waved his hand, "A gift, it's just a surprise. Do you think he is a brother?"

Wang Lang happily opened the box, and suddenly his expression changed drastically. He hugged his head and squatted to the ground.

Qiao Zhenhong also threw a tiger to the ground, Meng Crooked his hands on the chair, armrests and lifted his butt, and everyone in the room was lying on the ground.

A few seconds later, Wang Lang sat back on the chair with a sloppy look, "Are you surprised or not?"

Meng Crooked a little relieved and sat down on the stool again. Qiao Zhenhong next to him crawled out from under the table.

"Fuck! The turtle lid! Play with me!" He said that, pulling out his gun and firing.

With a bang.

Wang Lang turned his head and continued to dismantle the gift box, and the wall clock on the wall behind him became terrible.

Qiao Zhenhong was stunned. He had been in trouble for many years and had seen awesome people. This was the first time you saw your mother dodging bullets, and he still was so close to him.

Wang Lang shook his ears and said before Qiao Zhenhong was about to shoot again, "If you shoot again, I will not be as simple as hiding."

Qiao Zhenhong's hand holding the gun was loosened tightly. There were many people who threatened him, but he was finally killed. But for some reason, this person today was scared at a certain moment just now.

But as the boss, it is not a good thing to be threatened and admitted to the verge of fear at this time. After all, decent people love face.

Meng Crooked eyes wandered between Wang Lang and Qiao Zhenhong, and finally laughed loudly and reached out to suppress Qiao Zhenhong's hand, "Boss Qiao, my brother is good. Although he has a little temper, he has no ability. Otherwise, he would not dare to go to the meeting alone today."

Qiao Zhenhong took the donkey from the slope and slapped his pistol on the table with a sneer, "Go to the meeting alone? In Guinan Province, I'll let you walk straight and sideways."

Wang Lang took apart the last layer of the box, which contained a pair of gloves.

Wang Lang took out his fingers with gloves, which were a pair of children's gloves. Wang Lang's hands couldn't hold them at all.

"Meng Cutezi, are you sure this is the glove for me?" Wang Lang shook his gloves.

Meng Crook stretched out his neck and carefully identified it, "That's right, brother, it's already autumn, winter is coming soon, I'll give you a pair of gloves. Don't you like it?"

Wang Lang sneered, stretched out his hand and put his gloves in his adult's hand into the child's gloves.

Meng Cuzi’s meaning is very simple, which is to advise Wang Lang not to have too long hands.

With a secret force in his hand, Wang Lang broke the gloves, and five fingers still stretched out and moved their fingers. Wang Lang smiled at Meng Crook and said, "It's okay, it's not bad, I like it very much."

Meng Clezi's smile was a little stiff, "It's good if you like it, brother."

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Oh, brother, look at me, I came from all the way to have a meal without preparing any gifts."

"It's enough for people to come. What kind of gifts are there? It's more common to bring?" Meng Crooked, waved his hand and smiled.

Wang Lang stood up as if he was pretending to be, "Look at what you said, it's impolite to come and not to go. Besides, brother, I am a person who cares about face, and you don't know."

As he spoke, Wang Lang squatted on the ground because it was an old house, and the floor was not a ceramic tiles or a tiles. Wang Lang stomped one and then took out one intact.

He walked to Meng Cuzi and split the brick in half with his palm, handed it to Meng Cuzi and took the other half by himself, "Brother, ancient lovers, each holding half of the mirror, reunited with broken mirrors, and loved for a long time. You and I are brothers, and each person is equivalent to this half brick. Only when we spliced ​​it together can we be a complete brick, not."

Meng Crook laughed, "My brother's gift is unique, I like it, brother."

Wang Lang returned to his seat, "I'm hungry, are the rice cooked?"

Meng Crook turned around, and the butler stretched out his neck and shouted, "Serve the food!"

Then I saw four people carrying a tabletop in, which was embedded on the table where Wang Lang was sitting now, and everything was just right.

In the center of the table is a roasted whole lamb, with the aroma of meat, and the table is delicious.

Meng Crook first stood up, poured himself a glass of white wine, then a glass of wine for Qiao Zhenhong, and then poured Wang Lang a glass of wine.

He picked up the wine glass and said, "Boss Qiao, Brother Wang Lang, it is our fate to be able to sit at the same table and eat. Today I am happy. I don't drink the things from foreigners and drink the skills left by my ancestors. Today we will have a great time and never return without getting drunk!"

Qiao Zhenhong's winter melon face finally smiled, "Drink, drink, I'm very happy to be able to do business with a cultural person like Boss Meng."

Wang Lang sat and played with his wine glass.

Meng Crook was the first to drink it all. Qiao Zhenhong followed closely behind.

Wang Lang's fingers were dipped in wine, and he bounced into the sky, then bounced into the ground, and then drank slowly.

"What's the point of my brother?" Meng Crookedi sat down.

"Respect the ghosts and gods in the world, respect benevolence, righteousness and morality." Wang Lang put down his wine glass.

"Okay!" Meng Crouched his hands, "What a respect for the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, respect for benevolence, righteousness and morality. Brother, I wish you this cup!"

Meng Cuzi picked up the wine glass again.

The housekeeper trotted over to pour wine for Wang Lang. Wang Lang played with the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

"The wine that Black Viper left for his daughter to drink when she was preparing to get married is good." Wang Lang smiled.

Meng Crook was stunned, then smiled, "What are you talking about, why can't you understand?"

Wang Lang took the bottle from the butler and sniffed it. He grinned and said, "Meng Crooked, stop acting, he acted quite like a chicken. I had drunk the wine when the Black Viper buried it. I knew what it tasted. It would be fine if you killed the Black Viper and his daughter, but you still had to drink other people's wine. It was also quite awesome."

Meng Crook smiled slightly and held the crutch with both hands. "My brother doesn't know. I treat this black viper like my brother. He actually communicates with the jackal and wants to harm my brother. You are all Tao'er. Keeping this kind of thing is a disaster. How can you not kill? Boss Qiao, you judge it, don't you think?"

Qiao Zhenhong took a sip of wine, "Boss Meng said it well. Didn't Liu Bei say it in ancient times? I can't let others sleep next to me."

"Why can you let others snore on the side of the bed? Boss Qiao, the one who knows me!" Meng Cleizi picked up the wine glass to toast Qiao Zhenhong.

Meng Guangtou suddenly hurriedly ran in from outside and lay down in Meng Cuzi's ear to say something. Meng Cuzi pushed Meng Guangtou away, "There are no outsiders here, what do you want to say!"
Chapter completed!