481: C481 Show Your Hand

C481 Show Your Hand

Chang Huarong was already feeling a little intoxicated by the first two glasses of wine. His body was a little big.

Ye Mo only smiled faintly when he said this, but the buzz cut girls in the room were all surprised.

Why?!

Our own people were holding back their anger. Their stomachs were in a mess because of the alcohol. They were preparing to help you get back at the bar. Why did the leader block the hole in the "yesterday's incident" just at the beginning?

If we don't mention yesterday's incident and don't drink it with a bit of anger, Then we will drink this wine. What was the point?

However, Chang Huarong was a little scared. He was going to have a temporary truce. If Ye Mo continued to act like he didn't know what to do, it was almost certain that his team would be wiped out.

The other party also drank three cups of white wine in a row. However, he was calm and composed. Clearly, he was very used to drinking alcohol in a hurry.

He absolutely could not allow him to continue being so arrogant!

However, he could not blindly attack. He had to reverse the disadvantage. Even an immortal would not be able to withstand an empty stomach. After forcefully enduring the pain and drinking the third cup of wine, Chang Huarong hurriedly said.

"Eat, eat. Don't just drink. Eat more. Brother Ye, try our military's dishes!"

Chang Huarong's way of addressing Ye Mo could be said to be completely messed up. In a short while, he changed into three. From Dr. Ye to Ye, now he became Younger Brother Ye.

He didn't know if the other party would be able to call out an even weirder name after two more rounds.

Seeing Chang Huarong trying to persuade him to eat with a smile, Ye Mo already knew that Chang Huarong was giving in temporarily. Since Chang Huarong had given in, it would be inappropriate for him to continue making losses. It would be a little too much if he continued to bully Chang Huarong for not eating. Ye Mo put down the cup and picked up a piece of pork rib. He threw it into his mouth and mumbled.

"Hard, very hard, too f * cking hard!"

The food from the military hostel. To put it bluntly, it was something that was born out of the canteen. As such, it had a typical canteen style.

If one had to describe it, it would be that the quantity was sufficient and the oil was large. It did not need to be particular about the shape of a plate or a plate. The taste was actually quite solid and had a lot of characteristics.

However, for a military region that consumed a lot of energy every day, whether it was delicious or not was secondary. The key was to eat and eat well. For these two points, the big plate and large basin undoubtedly perfectly matched these two characteristics.

The Inch Dragon's tolerance was actually very high. The people who could be called out by Chang Huarong to teach Ye Mo a lesson were also the "drunkards" of the various camps. However, no matter how much they could drink, they could not resist drinking alcohol with empty stomachs. At this moment, their stomachs were in pain. After hearing Chang Huarong's words, these people immediately reacted to Chang Huarong's tactic.

Then, a very strange scene appeared in the room. It was clearly a drinking game, but no one mentioned the word "wine." They all buried their heads in their mouths as if they had not eaten for many days. The sound of chopsticks hitting each other and chewing food was connected.

Except for Ye Mo, everyone's eyes were glowing with green light. It could be said that they were quite obsessed.

Before this group of drunkards came, they were all bragging about how to deal with each other. In the end, this fellow was doing well. As soon as he came, he actually let the other party deal with him first.

This was too f * cking stifling!

After eating like this for a while, it was almost done. At the dinner table, there were only people who spoke. Ye Mo chatted with the buzz cut cadres for a while and roughly knew what Chang Huarong, the director, was doing. Why had he never heard of such a person before?

The other party was indeed as he had guessed. He came from the mysterious department. However, Chang Huarong was only an outsider. His true core was in charge of the security of the Great Tang. Chang Huarong had not reached the level of contact yet.

As time went by, he was tired of staying here. Coincidentally, the position of Chief of the Garrison Division in Guangyuan Province was vacant. With his old army in Guangyuan Province, he was transferred. It had only been less than a week since he took over the post.

The Garrison Command was in charge of emergencies. Recently, there had been a lot of cases that had been going viral. After Chang Huarong got the information from a gangster whom Liu Yuanwei had dealt with before, he went to East Street without thinking. Later on, he drank here.

All the hair in the room were members of the Ace Knife Team in Chang Huarong's old army.

For normal emergencies in the city, they usually wouldn't use their mother's security forces.

Usually, the police's riot brigade would handle small cases. If they could not handle it, there would be special police support from the armed forces. At this point, the more important cases would almost be settled.

There were too few cases that could use the armed forces. If such a situation really happened, then the severity of this sudden incident would be very high. It would definitely be the kind that would be reported.

Thus, in order to deal with something of this level, Chang Huarong had used this sharp knife team. They were the true elites among the elites, the Weapon Kings' Weapon Kings. This was also the reason why Ye Mo felt the killing intent the moment he entered the room. These people were specifically used to deal with those terrorists who were highly militarized and armed to the teeth.1

As the elite leader, Chang Huarong had been defeated by Ye Mo. Who among these proud and arrogant soldiers could stand this?

The main point was that these people could not defeat Chang Huarong in a one-on-one fight. Chang Huarong was defeated. This undoubtedly showed that Ye Mo was stronger than them.

That was why they were unconvinced!

They had to retrieve what they had lost on their fists.

The food had entered their stomachs. Even if they suppressed the discomfort brought about by the alcohol, none of them could be considered a buzz cut. Their hair was shaved extremely short, and their scalps were slightly blue. They stretched their necks for a moment, then stood up.

"Dr. Ye, I heard that your martial arts are not bad. Can you let us all experience it?"

The bald man did not mean to provoke Dr. Ye, but no matter how polite he was, he could not be polite.

"Sit down!"

Chang Hualong slapped the table with his eyebrows raised and berated.

"Old Fourth, if you are too energetic, go out and pretend to run a few kilometers. This is the dining table. Just eat and drink at the dining table!"

Chang Huarong could not help but be a little angry. Old Fourth came to find you guys to drink and subdue this brat, not to fight and force the other party to submit!

Just by relying on the poison needle technique of this brat, 'Even I can't do it, and you can do it?'

The one who got hung up and beaten up was still his, Chang Hualong's, face!

Seeing this group of people finally can't hold it in anymore and want to enter the fight, Ye Mo also felt a little headache. He said with a faint smile.

"All I know is some medical skills. If you guys really want to take a look, then I will make a fool of myself."

Ye Mo didn't want to fight these people. The best way to fight these people was to use poison.

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