"Yayaya! I'm so angry! You little fellows who failed to recognize Mount Tai!
Do you know who I am? I'm the famous Nine-fingered God Beggar, half-step Great Grandmaster Hong Qigong!!”
Seeing that these little fellows had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai, Hong Qigong, who was half an old naughty child, gritted his teeth in anger.
However, when the shopkeeper heard that no one knew him, he immediately rushed over and wanted to chase him out.
Hong Qigong had no choice but to seal his acupoints before squeezing his butt next to Song Yufu.
Song Yufu knew his personality, so he smiled and said," This old man is already 74 years old this year. May I know how old this so-called Nine-fingered Beggar is this year?”
"I, I…"
When Hong Qigong heard this, his expression immediately turned awkward." You're actually two rounds older than that old Hua?？”
“.......”
Although Song Yufu was a little unhappy, he still said," Flower, call me big brother and I'll teach you how to comb…" How about I treat you to a meal and a drink?"
"Really?"
Hearing Song Yufu beat him up by two rounds, it didn't seem like it was a big deal to call him big brother.
"Of course."
It was just a meal of wine. Song Yufu was naturally not joking.
"Hey."
Hong Qigong was also a shameless beggar, so he picked up the chopsticks on the table with a smile.
" Thank you, Brother Song, for treating me to a meal."
"You're welcome."
Song Yufu smiled and replied. At the same time, he also helped the waiter to relieve his acupoints." Waiter, please add a pair of chopsticks and a bowl of noodles with meat and vegetables."”
"Alright, Grandpa ~"
Knowing that Hong Qigong knew martial arts, the waiter did not dare to be negligent.
....
"Grandpa ~"
Seeing the flustered waiter run away, the cute little protector tilted his head and asked.
"Are you really the famous Nine-fingered Beggar?”
"Heh, of course it's the real deal!”
Hearing the young man's sweet mouth, the Nine-fingered God Beggar Hong Qigong shook his head proudly.
However, Aiguo, who had a voluptuous figure, felt that Hong Qigong was not an expert no matter how he looked at him.
"Nine-fingered God Beggar? Is he really that powerful?"
" Heh, you're definitely better than your master!"
After seeing Song Yufu fight, the old beggar was quite confident in himself.
"Oh? Then why don't we have a competition? Let's bet a little."
Song Yufu also wanted to test the Nine-fingered Divine Cover.
The old beggar, Hong Qigong, was very pleased." Heh, what competition?”
"Let's compete in drinking."
Song Yufu squinted at Hong Qigong.
"Hahaha, drinking? Wonderful, wonderful! You're an interesting person!"
Hong Qigong, who had never lost in drinking before, slapped the table happily." Tell me, what do you want to bet?”
Song Yufu also smiled proudly." Whoever loses will be the other party's lackey in the future. Do you dare?”
"Good! Then whoever gets down first loses ~"
Hong Qigong agreed immediately, then rubbed his hands together in anticipation.
At this time, the clever Protector quickly added," You can't use your energy to sober up!!”
"Of course!"
The old beggar Hong Qigong's narrowed eyes instantly widened.
"Deal."
Song Yufu agreed with a smile.
"Hehe."
Guoguo winked at Song Yufu smugly.
Her small hand even showed the number six, representing six plates of osmanthus cakes.
.......
Soon, the table was filled with wine and food. Song Yufu and the old beggar ate and drank, occasionally chatting about the topic of the martial world.
At first, the young men ate slowly, like the young ladies of rich families.
However, after Old Beggar snatched the chicken drumstick, the country protector also followed suit, and the scene became chaotic.
Only Wu Qing was left, eating the Yang Chun noodles in front of him slowly, as cold as ever.
.......
Soon, the young men were all full and were chased upstairs by Song Yufu to rest.
Only Wu Qing, Song Yufu, and Hong Qigong were left at the table.
Hong Qigong laughed as he drank happily."Hey, Old Brother Song, your alcohol tolerance is quite good ~"
However, Song Yufu deliberately teased," However, Guan Hua, your alcohol tolerance is average.”
"Ordinary? Who was average? My alcohol tolerance is average?"
Hong Qigong was furious." You can say that my martial arts are average! Her appearance was ordinary! His character was even average!
But you can't say that I, the old beggar, can hold my liquor!!!!
Shopkeeper, get me a big bowl! No! Go directly to the jar!"
"This..."
Hearing the old beggar's words, the shop owner was full of fear." The wine in your shop is almost finished!!”
"It's fine, it's fine. Please help me get some more.”
Song Yufu casually took out his purse and threw it over." Thank you for your trouble. Please serve some dishes that go with the wine."”
"Alright, alright, please wait a moment!”
As he weighed the pouch filled with silver, the shopkeeper was instantly overjoyed.
The money here was enough to buy the entire shop, let alone wine.
.......
Fifteen minutes later.
Good wine and dishes were served again, and the two of them drank faster and faster.
Just like that.
The two of them drank from noon to evening, from sunny to cloudy, and then to the heavy rain at night.
Even Ruthless, who had always been extremely patient, couldn't hold it in any longer.
Thus, he directly threw the treasure he had prepared for Song Yufu to him.
"This is?"
Song Yufu looked at Wu Qing, who looked like a fairy, in confusion.
"Open it yourself and you'll know!" Ruthless didn't explain much and flew away in his multi-functional wheelchair.
“.......”
Song Yufu was speechless. He followed the old man and clinked another bowl.
"Ton! Ton! Ton!"
After he finished his drink, he opened the bag that Merciless had given him.
The moment the bundle was opened, the old beggar, Hong Qigong, laughed hysterically.
"Hahaha ~"
.......
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