Liang Jian: Developing alone, I really don’t want to be a handsome man

Monk Wei: "..."

It makes sense, and I can't argue with that.

The commander's brain is easy to use.

Wearing black leather, Fang Yu strode towards the entrance of Juxian Tower.

There are two dog traitors at the door helping to collect gifts and keep accounts.

When Fang Yu and others walked in, the dog traitor standing at the door looked a little dazed because they didn't take any presents.

It seems that there are two more reminders.

"Yangxi!"

"Your loyalty is great!"

"I will praise your work in front of Captain Hirata!"

Fang Yu spoke a perfect ghost language, how dare the traitor dare to stop him at this moment.

"Taijun... Please come inside the Taijun!"

"Taijun, my name is Black Dog..."

"Just call me a dog..."

"Taijun, please support me a lot!"

The traitor black dog said flatteringly.

"Yaoxi..."

"Mr. Black Dog! The dog has big bones!"

"give you to eat!"

Fang Yu teased a few words, then left.

Dog traitors are as disgusting as devils.

Entering the Juxian Building, there are estimated to be seven to eighty people inside, and the hall is full.

Devils and traitors each have half.

"This little devil's birthday party is quite grand..."

"Commander...boss, what do you want to do directly?"

"Boss, I've been hungry/thirsty/unbearable for a long time."

The monk licked his lips with excitement.

It's been days.

No chance to fight devils.

It has been almost a month since the Battle of Black Cloud Mountain ended...

This month, I beat the rebels of the Jinsui Army once...

What kind of thing is the rebel army of the Jinsui Army? They understand everything, and they have no resistance at all.

When I fight, it's limp and boring.

Fighting the Jinsui army and the rebels would not be as fun as these little devils, dogs, and traitors!

"No hurries?"

"It's not over yet!"

"I've eaten and drank enough, I'll be beaten by your kid."

"When these devils and traitors are settled down, it will be easier to fight."

"Also...have you brought all the submachine guns?"

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Take the boss."

"Hey hey hey..."

"I specially prepared a Czech style..."

"Compared to that Thompson submachine gun, this Czech light machine gun is more powerful."

The monk licked his lips and said excitedly.

Fang Yu: "..."

This kid has a lot of tricks.

The banquet gradually began.

Rows of ghost girls with their thighs exposed came to the stage and began to dance...

You should know what kind of dance you dance...

You can see everything anyway.

The monk's eyeballs are straight...

"Boss, this is whiter than the ghost girl you gave to the leader..."

"My old uncle was not so white when he died five days ago..."

The monk hummed.

This guy is talking, and his eyeballs are about to stick to that devil's body.

What a fucking monk.

"Do you like it?" Fang Yu asked.

"I don't like it." The monk shook his head.

"Don't like you watching all the time?"

Fang Yu curled his lips, the duplicity Monk Hua...

useless...

"Anyway, it's devil girls, don't look at it for nothing..."

"It's okay for devil girls to look at it, but it's not useful."

"I can't have a baby at all."

The monk said with a look of disgust.

Fang Yu: "..."

Too straight?

Soon, the devil geisha's performance ended, and then a traitor translator stepped forward to invite the devil's gendarmerie captain Hirata Ichiro to play.

Today is Ichiro Hirata's birthday.

Immediately, the captain of the devil's gendarmerie, Hirata Ichiro, started yelling...

At the same time, the banquets are also on...

Braised pork, braised knuckle, braised carp, Sixi meatballs, sweet and sour pork ribs, roasted lamb chops, roasted whole duck, roasted chicken...

It's all hard money.

The color and fragrance are delicious...

Chapter 287 Reviewing the Devils Troops

The monk is worthless...

Seeing that braised pork knuckle is more affectionate than seeing devil girls...

Those eyeballs wish they could be pulled out in an instant.

At this moment, Fang Yu couldn't help but have one head and two big...

The key point is that this guy's food...is indescribable.

This guy and Duan Peng don't know what's wrong, they are like natural enemies, they just don't deal with each other anyway.

Do whatever you want to compete.

Eating a pork knuckle is like going to war.

Fang Yu took a sip of tea, picked up some roast chicken and ate it.

There is still a lot to do in a while...

What if you don't eat and drink well?

"woo woo woo woo……"

"It's so fucking delicious!"

"Juxianlou... Juxianlou, the name is correct..."

"Boss, what's wrong with that devil? He's crying and wiping his tears..."

"Damn it, those who didn't know thought they were going to the grave...

The monk has always been very nervous, so he said immediately.

"He said he missed his mother."

Zhou Weiguo shrugged and said immediately.

"What?"

"Devils also have mothers?"

"I thought devils were hatched from bastard eggs..."

"Duan Peng! Save some for me, kid..."

"Damn, you ate all of a duck, do you want to be a duck or something?"

The monk started spraying immediately...

The two directly picked up the plate...

You pick it up and pick it up, as if you are about to fight.

Then the plate... fell to the ground with a bang.

The eyes of the devils and traitors all gathered

Fang Yu couldn't help covering his face...

"You two boys..."

"Labor and capital are not full yet!"

Fang Yu sighed.

It's time to start.

At this time, upon hearing the movement, the captain of the Japanese gendarmerie, Hirata Ichiro, came over aggressively.

"Who are you!" (guizi language)

"It's so disrespectful! You're so presumptuous at the captain's banquet!" (Devil's language)

Hirata Ichiro immediately pointed fingers there.

Fang Yu looked annoyed...

then……

Snapped……

A slap passed by.

The whole audience was stunned...