Long Xiaobin didn't like the other party's attitude of asking for a drink, as if he didn't go, he just gave him a face and left without saying anything.

The sword emperor's face turned dark and he cursed in his heart.

Pretend to show off! "Dao Emperor, let it go if he doesn't drink it."

Muzi came over to persuade.

The sword emperor looked dull: "That won't work. He has helped you so much. I have to thank him for whatever I say.

Muzi, why don’t you go, if I don’t invite him this time, I will not be able to sleep.”

Muzi looked broken: "What's the matter?"

"Look at you, am I not doing this for you?"

The Dao Emperor said aggrievedly, "You are my girlfriend. If someone saves you, how can I feel sad if I don't show it?"

Muzi was immediately moved: "Okay!"

Seeing that the man was about to get into the taxi and leave, Muzi hurried over and grabbed him: "Hey, my boyfriend invites you to drink, can you give me some face?"

Long Xiaobin collapsed and said, "As for it, what a big deal?"

"I've spoken out, just give me some face?"

Muzi said leisurely.

"If you speak, I must give you face?"

Long Xiaobin frowned and asked.

"Can't you tell that I'm a big beauty?"

Muzi said proudly.

Long Xiaobin glanced up and down a few times.

Objectively speaking, this girl is indeed beautiful, with delicate facial features, beautiful figure, moist skin, and her long red hair looks cheerful and unrestrained.

but.

"Is the beauty special?"

Long Xiaobin asked with a dark face.

"Oh, you guys! Can't you just treat it as helping me again? If you don't go, my boyfriend will be angry!"

Muzi said angrily.

Long Xiaobin scratched his head: "He wasn't your boyfriend just now, right?"

“It’s all right now.

Oh, can you, a big man, not be so verbose, go quickly."

Muzi simply pulled it hard.

Long Xiaobin was so amused that he couldn't take action against her, a girl, right?

Well, just play with the kids and look for the feeling of being a teenager.

When they returned to the bar, several people were whispering. When they saw Muzi actually pulled back the person who had beaten Ayu just now, they looked at each other and were confused.

"Come on, buddy, sit down."

The Emperor of Dao patted Long Xiaobin on the shoulder with a lofty attitude.

Long Xiaobin also patted his shoulder, ignored the position he pointed, and went directly to sit down opposite him.

The sword emperor's eyes sank, and his face suddenly darkened.

What does it mean? If you have to sit opposite you, you just don’t give face?

After enduring for the time being, the sword emperor pulled Muzi down and smiled and said, "If this guy hadn't reminded me just now, Muzi would have been given something by Ayu, the beast. I'll ask him to come and sit for a while. Don't stand there, and have some drinks with this guy."

The few people were stunned and quickly raised their glasses and clinked their glasses and drank.

"By the way, handsome guy, what do you call you?"

Muzi asked with a smile.

"Just call me Brother Bin."

Long Xiaobin took a sip of beer and replied casually.

They were only eighteen years old when they died. They were still young and in their twenties. It was very common for them to call themselves brothers.

"Oh, Xiaobin, right? Come on, I'll have a drink with you. Thank you just now."

The Dao Emperor said thank you, but there was no sign of thank you in his expression. Moreover, the sound of "Xiaobin" was clearly intentional.

Long Xiaobin frowned. He originally wanted to give him an electric gun, but he would just forget it. The little guy is not as good as his experience. He just drank the beer and left.

He symbolically touched the sword emperor, then took a sip, and put down the cup.

The Emperor of Knife Gudong drank a drink: "What's going on? I've done it, you have to do it too, are you a man?"

"We, the Knife Emperor, rarely drink with strangers. It is rare to give you such a big face, so you can drink it."

Muzi advised with a smile.

Long Xiaobin sighed speechlessly: "I only drink with my friends. If I drink this sip with him, I have already given him great face. Thank you."

Oh, this grandson pretends to be so cool! Several people laugh.

Muzi clearly protected the food and said angrily: "What do you mean? Do you know who he is?

Dare to talk to him like this!”

"That's right, the sword king is the sword king!"

The girl next to Long Xiaobin said.

"What Knife King?"

Long Xiaobin asked on purpose.

"Shake! Shake the Blade King!"

The girl replied angrily.

"What king should I throw?"

"Shake the knife! Shake the knife! Are you deaf?"

"What's the knife?"

The girl was so angry that she went straight to her ear and shouted loudly: "King of Knife! You idiot!"

"Oh, the blame king."

Long Xiaobin nodded seriously, and then squinted his eyes and looked surprised, "No, can this be shown off?"

A bunch of people: "..." "Brother, I kindly invite you to drink. Are you planning to be shameless, right?"

The sword emperor has a dark face and will turn against each other at any time.

Long Xiaobin laughed and said, "What does it mean?

Do you have a lot of faces? Do you have to give it to me?"

"What are you doing!"

The sword emperor was furious and slapped the table.

Muzi suddenly became anxious: "Why are you talking like this? I don't know what you are?

Do you think you can insult someone casually if you help me?"

"Haha, I can't feel anything about what I say, right?

I'm learning from you, you're unhappy, little hairy."

Long Xiaobin smiled and sarcastically, got up and left.

"Stop!"

The sword emperor was furious, "Who do you think you are!"

"that is!"

Muzi rolled his eyes, "My boyfriend is the sword emperor! Where are you?

What are your abilities?"

Long Xiaobin laughed and cried: "If you play with a broken knife, you will feel awesome?"

"Don't brag. If you have the ability, you can compete with me once. If you want to win me, you can do whatever you say, I will admit it! If you lose, just call me third master. Do you dare?"

The Knife Emperor took the opportunity to propose it.

He is quite smart in this regard. Long Xiaobin punched Ayu and knew that he was no match for Long Xiaobin. If he wanted to slap him in the face and embarrass him, he had to compare his strengths.

Moreover, what Muzi admires is his knife swinging skills. Taking the opportunity to show off her skills in front of her will definitely make her more fascinated, so it should be easy to talk about next.

Long Xiaobin smiled and teased, "You are really capable, compare your strengths with others."

Daohuang suddenly turned red and he said with a tough forehead: "Just say whether you dare to compete! If you don't dare, just admit your timidity, I'll let you go!"

"Haha, little hairy child, don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Long Xiaobin smiled sarcastically and turned back, "Come on, let you know today that your proud strength is actually a piece of rice field in front of others!"

The sword emperor sneered: "Just wait and call me third-year-old!"

Don’t dare to blow, but if you turn the knife, you will recognize the second place yourself, and no one will dare to recognize the first place!
Chapter completed!