Feng Jiu flicked his other hand with spiritual power, catching the two wine glasses and placing them on the table without lifting her eyes. She stared at the man and said with a smile: "Your life is really worthless."
The man was slightly stiff, his chin raised slightly because of the dagger against his throat. He raised his gaze to look at the red-clothed boy with a dazzling smile in front of him. Although his face was not obvious, his heart shook slightly.
He knows exactly what kind of skill he is, but this young man, whose skill is still above him, lifted his hand and subdued him, and it was his own dagger that stood against his neck.
The brawny men around who stood up stared at the two of them, each with a different look. Originally, some people who wanted to do it had to see the young man subduing their boss in twos and threes, and they all endured it.
They are also people of the Great Spiritualist level. What is the skill of that young man? Seeing that he killed a person in the blink of an eye, and now he has subdued their boss, he can already know that his strength is above the Great Spiritualist.
However, above the Great Spiritual Master is the foundation building monk, is this young man already a foundation building monk?
Feng Jiu retracted his hand and flicked his robe and sat down, tapping on the table with his slender white fingers, "Pour the wine."
Bai Xiao, who was standing on the side, was startled. After the god came, she was about to pour her wine from the wine jar, but asked her to stop him: "I'm not calling you, just sit and go."
She brushed her hand and motioned him to sit down, her eyes falling on the man who was kneeling in front of him.
Bai Xiao was stunned, put it down obediently, and sat down on the sidelines. He stared at Feng Jiu, and suddenly felt that the breath that Feng Jiu exudes sometimes is very intriguing and makes people feel free. He didn't dare to obey, that kind of coercion, that kind of momentum, he had only seen it in his ancestors.
The man stared at Feng Jiu for a while, then stood up, put away the dagger, and stepped forward to hold up the jar of wine and pour a glass of wine for the young man.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding big guys frowned, but did not speak, just staring at them, watching the boy in red sitting at the table, and their boss standing by, when the boy finished drinking After drinking in the glass, he poured another glass for him.
Until a voice came, everyone turned their eyes to the voice.
"Come on, roasting wild boar is ready."
The two big men carried a whole roasted pig forward and put it on the table with a tree. The two said to the man, "Boss, this wild boar is roasted very tenderly. It was roasted by Dashan with a special method. , The taste of the hind legs has increased and it smells better, but we know that the boss has a lighter taste, and we put less seasoning on the front legs and the taste is lighter."
Hearing this, the big men moved their hearts slightly, staring at the roasted wild boar, then looked away.
When the man heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Jiu, and saw that he was drinking with a glass of wine, his face was slightly red, and there was a trace of blur in his eyes, as if he was drinking too much, and he didn't seem to listen. When the two people said the same, they drank a glass of wine and shouted to pour.
Bai Xiao pulled at Feng Jiu's sleeves: "Don't drink too much, it won't be good if you are drunk." His eyes turned to those big guys who looked at them like a wolf and looked down. Some worry.
"Well, I won't drink too much. Barbecue is coming, come, cut two pieces and have a taste."
Feng Jiu put down the wine glass and shouted, and leaned forward to smell it: "Well, it tastes good, it's very fragrant."