Guardian Chapter 39: Drunk and cannibals

"Brother Chen, hahaha, my brother."

"Old Chen, I have long seen that my brother is not an ordinary person, so what am I talking about."

The old acquaintances who came here are Chen Qiuchen, the boss of the Yuheng group who had tried Chen Feng, and Ou Qiuchen, the boss of the Shaoguang group.

The two are carrying gifts. This is He Chenfeng's housewarming.

Why don't others come, but these two people come?

It wasn't that Chen Feng was promoted to the position of Qiu Chen and officially entered this circle.

The two who had tried him in the first place still had to take this opportunity to eliminate grievances.

At the same level, don't care whether people are true or not. In a word, if mortals are not stupid, they will use the opportunity to get close. This is social emotional intelligence.

What's more, Chen Fengneng was promoted from the landlord to Qiuchen, and he started the soul-suppressing division. The two of them also murmured in their hearts: Who is this person, the backstage is very strong, such a promotion method has a bright future. Will it be our boss at that time? We tried him before and considered him offended. Will he retaliate in the future?

The mentality is such a mentality.

But the two of them didn't mention the original thing, they only mentioned it with low EQ.

Chen Mingting, who knows their real names for a while, can roar, and speaks as loud as a roar.

Ou Julian, holding a folding fan, a pair of raised eyebrows and single eyelids, with slightly phoenix eyes, and a stunting ecstasy, Ou Julian.

Chen Feng vaguely guessed the two people's intentions, and climbed up the pole.

The two have a heart to make friends, one of them does not refuse, one come and two go, they get acquainted.

"Brother, Mingren doesn't talk secretly. Last time, it was my brother's. That's right, the time is just right. I invite Qingfenglou." Chen Mingting patted his chest, and the loud voice made Chen Feng's eyes bright.

Qingfeng Tower? Listening to this name is stimulating, as expected of my own family, open and bright.

"Wonderful, wonderful, I have this intention." Ou Julian slapped his folding fan, and picked a look that a man understands to Chen Feng.

"It must not be used, it must not be used." Chen Feng waved his hand again and again, his feet motionless.

The two have LSP, how can they not see that Chen Feng is in a false and serious, and muttered: "Qingfeng Tower is the first half, and there is still the second half after it."

Chen Mingting started directly, grabbing Chen Feng and dragging it out. Ou Julian also lifted Chen Feng out on the other side.

Chen Feng heard that there were still the first and second halves, oh, the kidneys couldn't help.

But quietly Mimi lifted her feet off the ground, her body shrank back, her mouth still yelled, "No way, no way, I still have Aunt Qin'er's house for dinner."

Looking at Chen Feng’s behavior, Ou Julian didn’t even know the middle door, and immediately shouted to the opposite side: "His aunt, don’t leave it to me. Brother Chen is going to watch the night."

Qin Shufen murmured when she heard the movement, "Which night the horse racing caravan patrols, oh yes, the horse is not fattening, it needs to be added. This is the reason."

The person didn't go out and replied from the outside: "Okay, I am in a hurry to prepare, and there is nothing to eat tonight, please hurry up, aunty will make dumplings."

Chen Feng half-pushed and ran away with them. When he arrived at Qingfeng Tower, he chose a secluded private room.

This is it?

Chen Feng kept complaining in his heart. This place is not a stimulating place at all, but a place to eat chicken.

The tender model club changed to massage feet? Chen Feng felt wronged, but he couldn't show it on his face.

"This roasted milk chicken, tut tut, will make you unforgettable after eating it." Chen Mingting looked intoxicated, and his mouth was covered with saliva.

Ou Julian hit the folding fan, snorted, and shook the fan to Chen Feng, "Brother, I was the same as you at the beginning, with disdain, what's so delicious about this chicken?"

Chen Mingting is still holding it there, "Oh, what happened then?"

"Later, hey, guess what, I won't even get rid of Zuixinfang."

Zixinfang? Oh, that’s where I want to eat chicken, o(╥﹏╥)o

While speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the private room.

Chen Feng sniffed his nose, hiss, let alone, the smell, like a barbecue in the past life.

This is impossible. Just picking the condiments will not make it all together.

Chen Mingting rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to get up. He picked up the small second-hand tray directly at the door and put it on the table. "Not only did I order the roast chicken, but I also ordered the pig cheeks, which is a perfect match for wine."

Two pots of wine, one plate of whole chicken, one plate of braised pork cheek, one plate of peanuts, one plate of sour radish peel.

"Fragrant, fragrant." Ou Julian snorted, frowning, smelling intoxicated, only to lie down.

Chen Mingting pours the wine while calling Ou Julian, "You tear the chicken, I pour the wine, let's invite Brother Chen to dinner today, one is the joy of housewarming, and the other is the friendship of colleagues. Come and go."

Chen Feng just toasted, the two of them smashed to the bottom, go, let's go, hey, this wine is so spicy, it's really burning.

"Brother, let Brother Ou tear it first, do you want a face?"

"Huh?" Chen Feng didn't react. Chen Mingting had pig cheeks on his chopsticks, and wanted to put it in his bowl, but was afraid that he would not eat it.

"You don't want a face." Chen Mingting added another sentence.

Chen Feng couldn't laugh or cry, and pushed the bowl over, "You want a face, can I still do it?"

Chen Mingting was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the three of them looked at each other and laughed.

Then drank, banged, and drank another cup.

Ren Ou Julian said, one cup of love, two cups of meaning, three cups are good brothers.

Hey, let's have another cup with the bottom upside down.

Three cups of bird belly, Chen Feng didn't eat a bite of the dish, so he drank and squeezed the peanuts first.

Bang Geng'er Bong Geng'er, this peanut rice is crisp and fragrant, praise.

Pick a chopsticks sour radish peel, khaki khaki, crisp, sour and spicy, full of flavor, praise.

Here is another piece of pork cheek meat, chirp, delicious, and the heat control is quite good, praise.

Finally, the roasted milk chicken that was blown to the sky by the two colleagues, Chen Feng's sense of anticipation was already full, and the gluttons in his belly were also salivating.

"Okay, please." Ou Julian wiped his hands, reluctantly, and gulped his mouth with his fingers.

"Together together, we are not outsiders. Don't pay attention to these. Come and pick up chopsticks." Chen Feng waved his hand, just politely, and saw that Chen Mingting and Ou Julian were really not polite, roll up their sleeves and set off. .

"Really delicious?" Chen Feng was suspicious, holding his chopsticks in midair.

The two had no time for him to take care of them, humming, eating oily mouths, their eyes were green, and even the bone scum was gone.

Chen Feng took a small piece and put it in his mouth, before chewing it, he spit it out.

This is not the taste of chicken, absolutely not. Chen Feng’s taste, that is the flower stomach developed in the previous life, whether it is chicken or not, you can tell at a taste.

Chen Feng opened his eyes, and his heart shook.

Broken.

Sure enough, the chicken in front of me is not a chicken.

It is a roasted milk chicken carved to life.

"Lao Chen, Lao O, hurry up." Chen Feng grabbed the two of them to eat, and pointed to half of the meat on the plate and said, "This is not a chicken, but a human heart."

"How is it possible?" Ou Julian grumbled in his throat, his face full of disbelief.

Chen Mingting didn't believe it either, but Chen Feng's face was pale, it didn't seem to be false. Besides, it was not sincere and disgusting to say false about this matter?

Chen Mingting said nothing, with a black face, opened the door directly, found the second child on Langfang, and screwed the chicken into the house like a chicken.

Ou Julian understood what it meant, his eyes were clear, and the Ecstasy was cast on Xiao Er.

Chen Mingting's lion roars, shocking, and every question and answer, Xiao Er's trick is clear.

"Needa horse, vomit...", "vomit...wow..."

The bile on the ground is half wet.

When Chen Feng covered his eyes, he saw what kind of little second the second one was. He was clearly a rat demon with a wicked eye.