He is angry. Angry to the extreme, angry to the point of madness!

But at this time, Han Sanqian was not only not panicked at all, he was even a little bored.

"This fucking bumpkin is really a brute, and I don't know what kind of magic he used!" Someone cursed.

"Isn't that what hillbillies are all about? There's nothing but brute force, and everything else. It's just rubbish."

And almost at the same time when everyone was cursing, the guy who was so angry that he almost lost his mind also used his final anger. Directly pushing, secretly punching, hitting Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian frowned slightly, and in the next second, his body flashed suddenly.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, I saw that guy suddenly lost weight and uncontrollable inertia. In addition, I used too much force, and the whole person flew out in an instant, and hit Han Sanqian's small wine table with his head fiercely. After the crash, it stopped at the side, and his face was on the side. It happened to land on the ground where Han Sanqian poured the wine before.

"It seems that this brother can't wait to drink." Han Sanqian glanced lightly at the pangolin behind him. Can't help laughing.

The pangolin shook his head: "I can't say that I can't wait, it's just to drink and go crazy."

"Damn. Rushing over to drink in such an awesome posture, it's so wonderful, you deserve it, Dionysus."

The two goods sang together, which was extremely ironic.

"Hillbilly, you!"

"You two guys..."

"You guys are simply too much, it's fine to throw alcohol, but now it's even more beating."

A group of people looked at each other angrily in surprise. Group up and besiege.

"Sanqian, you did make some mistakes." The pangolin also jumped out at this time, looked at Han Sanqian and shook his head helplessly.

"Your brother, you want to drink so much, and you too, don't you know how to share it with him? It makes him hungry." The pangolin nodded. Criticism.

Although it is a criticism, it is obvious that the irony is more sufficient.

That guy was lying on the beach of wine, his whole body was trembling crazily with anger.

Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated.

"Fuck you." The guy got up from the ground suddenly, his eyes were full of anger, and then rushed over a few steps, looking for trouble for Han Sanqian.

But almost at this time, within the bead curtain. A soft voice sounded: "Everyone, let's stop here. The reception is not for the purpose of conflict. We are friends all over the world. Don't hurt the peace."

"Friend? Is he considered a friend?"

"Damn, it's not as good as pigs and dogs. I feel stink when I stay with this kind of people."

"The people here are all capable of both civil and military skills. What kind of elegant place is a reckless man with spare energy here?"

"One mouthful of a reckless man, I don't know who is the real reckless man." At this time. The pangolin suddenly snorted coldly in disdain.

"Damn, what the hell are you talking about with this weird looking thing?"

"If you have the guts, say what you just said again."

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