A soldier is so heroic. Be heroic. Eating is also heroic. If the real society does not have the kind of big bowl of drinking as written in martial arts. A chivalrous man who eats meat. That Ye Shaofeng, Wang Zheng. Wang Li, Tang Liu Lei, Xue Gang and Li Xin are undoubtedly the six heroes in the martial arts in the real live-action version.

"This wine is not as good as the 'big sorghum' in our northeast." Li Xin said this while drinking.

"Grass. You fucking say that the second pot head doesn't taste good. I still love to drink this. You put the three bottles of wine on the table: Wuliangye, Moutai and Erguotou. I also choose to drink the second pot head." Wang Li was a little drunk. Said excitedly.

He said this with a loud voice. The diners around the mess looked at the six men with a pair of disdainful eyes.

The six people, except for Ye Shaofeng, are dressed quite neatly. The other few people don't look very good.

Tang Liu Lei wears a shabby camouflage uniform. Similar to a painter. Li Xin took off his green military coat. Inside was a red sweater woven from thick threads. This is the sweater his subject gave him when he was leaving. The little nurse I just met knitted it by hand. Although the appearance is not sold in the style. But comfortable to wear. It's also warm. There is also a sense of intimacy that does not give up.

An eyed diner glanced at the man. Whispered to the one across the table, "Grass. At first glance, it is six migrant workers. What else is Wuliangye, Moutai. I guess none of them have ever drunk ......."

Ye Shaofeng and Tang Liu Lei are both scouts. One of the main characteristics of the Scout is that he can hear some information about himself in a noisy environment. The man's voice was small. But all three heard it.

Tang Liu Lei quit at that time. When he stood up, he was going to go over and beat the man who was talking. Ye Shaofeng grabbed Tang Liu Lei. pulled Tang Liu Lei here. Li Xin over there rushed over. Kicked someone's table over.

"Grass you fuck. Look down on people, don't you. Lao Tzu is a migrant worker. It's the peasant. What's wrong. Your mother doesn't have us peasants. Do you have food to eat. There are no migrant workers. Do you have a house to live in. Grass you're on. Look at how you look." Li Xin stayed in the Northeast while scolding the street. While grabbing the man's hair and pressing it to the ground, it was a slamming bang.

The people of the Northeast have a characteristic. When fighting, I basically start scolding one or two sentences. Northeasterners see. Violence is the best way to solve problems. Unlike people from other regions who have it. scolded for a long time. The momentum looks like a blockbuster. But the light moves the mouth. Hands-off. Of course. I'm not here to preach fights. Mostly to say. This Li Xin is a typical representative of Northeast people doing things. I can't bear to be angry. Just do it. A little unambiguous.

Ye Shaofeng saw that Li Xin rushed up. I also know that I can't pull it. Hit it. He is measured up and down. It won't break people.

Li Xin hit that kid all over the bloody face. Stop fighting. Glancing at the man at the table. said, "Take him and get out."

The man was obedient. Pull up the person who was beaten. Out of Fuhua Hot Pot City. They are indeed gone. But Li Xin's impulse at this moment. He caused a lot of trouble with them. Ma Fu, the owner of Hot Pot City, heard movement outside. Knew something was wrong. Hurry up and run out.

Xue Gang said with a smile. Ford. I'm sorry. I've made a mess of you. Just hit a couple of idiots."

"You guys. . . Beat the guest away from the table just now." Ma Fu said in surprise. As a former soldier. There should be a military toughness in his bones. But. Now. The hardness is gone. Rather, it's a kind of horror. Something that can make Ma Fu still frightened. It doesn't seem like this is an ordinary thing......