Chief don't slap in the face

Ten thousand people frowned, he never dreamed that Xia Taiding was dead, a little dissatisfaction was because he felt that Xia Taiding didn't respect him.

"The chief is dealing with some urgent matters, please forgive me!"

Xia Ye poured a glass of wine: "Come and taste it, it's made from grapes captured from Chaoge!"

"Oh? Grape wine?"

The head of the ten thousand people looked surprised, took the pottery cup with both hands, looked at the dark purple wine inside, and looked surprised: "That Chaoge, why is there such a fine wine?"

Grape brewing can only be made by those foreigners in the Western Regions. Because of the long distance, a caravan will come every two or three years. However, the goods sold are almost not available on the market, and they are sold out by King Zhao. .

Of course, it is said that there are several small tribes that can also brew grape wine, but no one knows exactly which ones, because once such news spreads, it will definitely be a catastrophe for the extermination of the tribe.

Ten thousand people have only drank two cups of grape wine in this life, and they were rewarded by Xia Ji after they made great achievements.

"That Chaoge's Xia Ye learned it from a mural in a ruin, hehe, but now it is the unique secret recipe of my chief."

Xia Ye smiled triumphantly.

"Good luck!"

Wanchang took a sip, and a sour taste filled his mouth immediately. After a while, there was a burst of sweetness. To be honest, Wanchang didn't like this taste, but it was a glass of golden grapes, so Wanwan It feels good to drink for a long time.

"I don't know if I can buy some in the future..."

The head of ten thousand couldn't wait for Xia Ye to speak, so he asked directly.

"No problem, these grapes are brewed. In fact, the brewing materials are not very complicated. Just pick some ripe grapes and throw them in a vat for the beauties to trample them into juice with bare feet, and then seal them up."

Xia Ye introduced.

"What? The beauty is barefoot?"

"Stampede?"

"So simple?"

A kind of guard exclaimed, they were also fortunate to be given a glass of grape wine, and they were drinking in small sips.

Seeing this scene, the head of the ten thousand people felt a little distressed, thinking that Xia Taiding was too extravagant, but it also made him more sure that that guy must have made a lot of money in this robbery, so he looked forward to this trip to the wasteland even more up.

"No wonder the patriarch sent troops!"

The head of the ten thousand people thought, as for Xia Ye's brewing method, he didn't believe a word, otherwise, if such an important secret was leaked, Xia Taiding would have peeled off his skin.

Xia An didn't have a chance to speak at all, and when his courage dissipated, it was extremely difficult to bring it up again. He could only grieve and lament the injustice of fate.

"Still drinking? You are all going to die."

Seeing the head of ten thousand talking and laughing happily with Xia Ye, Xia An felt sad, but thinking about it in another way, he never thought that his father would be killed.

"Is the wine good?"

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Xia Ye chuckled and asked in a low voice, looking at these drunken people.

"Delicious!"

"tasty!"

"Satisfy!"

Everyone breathed out the smell of wine and praised them unceasingly. Just this drink today is enough for them to brag to their colleagues for three years after they go out.

"Very well, since you are satisfied, let's go!"

Xia Ye poured himself a cup and took a small sip.

"On the road? So early? At least let us rest for a day or two?"

The elders frowned.

"This is too urgent!"

"No, I said hit the road, I mean die!"

Xia Ye shook his head and explained.

"what?"

Everyone's expressions froze all of a sudden, and they looked at Xia Ye suspiciously.

"Hehe, this joke is not funny!"

The head of the people laughed and looked at Xia An, who lowered his head even lower.

For a moment, the head of the ten thousand people had a bad premonition, and subconsciously touched the saber, and then remembered that because he drank too much, let alone the weapon, he even took off his shirt.

"I think it's funny!"

Xia Ye grinned, showing eight beautiful white teeth.

"Ha ha!"

The head of ten thousand also laughed, very heroic, but suddenly, his hands grabbed the dining table, and he was about to lift it up.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Leaving aside the sudden movement, a sense of dizziness quickly invaded the brain, which is obviously a sign of poisoning, and it is the thumping sound in the ears, which is the clarion call for life.

The dragon people who came in ambush quietly opened fire.

Such a short distance, such a terrifying steam rifle, created a massacre.

With the sound of the gunshot, holes were opened in the bodies of the head of the people and the personal guards, and the blood bloomed like a rose, carrying the fragrance of life.

"Do not kill me!"

Xia An immediately hugged his head and lay down on the ground.

After a dozen or so breaths, the gunshots stopped, and there was not even a single gasp and howl in the noisy restaurant.

Those people all died directly, lying on the ground like a sack afraid of sacks.

"Great Chief!"

The dragonmen came in, and after saying hello, they pulled out their bayonets and began to make up the knife to make sure that these people were dead.

"Pack up!"