I believe you, you are really evil.

Xu Hu and Wang Wen couldn't help but sucked in a breath at the same time.

Xu Hu looked at Zhang Xiaofan without blinking, and his tightly furrowed brows indicated that he was not in a calm mood.

Wang Wen, who had always had a hot temper, fell into a strange silence at this moment.

Lin Shuyao said nothing, gave them time and waited quietly.

"Brother, you know."

In the end, it was Wang Wen who spoke first.

"I don't have any brains, and you always say that I have no brains. So, I can't do things that use my brain. Just tell me what to do, and I'll listen to you."

Xu Hu glanced at Wang Wen and seemed to have made up his mind.

"Listen to Xiao Fan."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Xu Hu gratefully, tears almost falling uncontrollably.

The corners of Lin Shuyao's mouth curled up imperceptibly.

"Those who plotted against me must pay with their lives."

Zhang Xiaofan struggled for a moment and looked at Xu Hu. With the approval of Xu Hu and Wang Wen, he nodded solemnly.

Lin Shuyao looked at Zhang Xiaofan's hand holding her wrist.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly let go of his hand.

Lin Shuyao turned her wrist but did not take back the medicine bottle on the table.

"Buy a bottle of rice wine."

Xu Hu and Wang Wen were stunned.

Is it really okay to drink in front of the injured in broad daylight?

"Ok??"

"Oh, yes, buy wine."

Xu Hu poked Wang Wen aside with his elbow.

At this moment, Wang Wen's IQ was online, and he was very discerning and immediately ordered his younger brother to buy wine.

After receiving the instructions, the younger brother trotted to the nearby supermarket to buy rice wine.

"Brother Hu, the rice wine you want."

Xu Hu took the rice wine, waved his hand, and motioned for his younger brother to go out and wait.

"Boss, the rice wine you want."

Xu Hu opened the wine with a wink and handed it to Lin Shuyao.

"Boss, if you want to drink, I still have a few bottles of good wine imported from abroad, which I will give to you another day."

Lin Shuyao took the rice wine and glanced at Xu Hu funny.

"You are about to die and you still want to bribe me with wine?"

With one sentence, the expressions of Xu Hu and others turned bitter.

Xu Hu opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something more, but at the moment his mouth felt dry and he had no desire to speak at all.

I could only look at the medicine on the table helplessly, feeling a sense of sadness in my heart for no reason.

Lin Shuyao ignored them, but took out three paper cups from the table and poured rice wine into each cup.

After pouring the wine, she picked up the medicine bottle on the table, poured three yellow pills out of it, and put them into three paper cups.

zizizizizizizizizizi...

As soon as the pills were put into the rice wine, they made a sizzling sound and a series of small bubbles emerged.

"One cup per person."

Xu Hu looked at the rice wine in the paper cup, swallowed his saliva, and began to make plans in his heart.

After a while, he gritted his teeth.

At this time, it shows his magnanimity and responsibility as a big brother.

As a big brother, you can’t be timid.

Die or die, thirty years later, he is still a tough guy.

He walked to the table with his lips pursed and picked up a paper cup.

Looking at the rice wine that was like horse urine, Xu Hu felt very complicated.

Thinking back to these years, the cheapest wine he had drunk was worth a few hundred yuan, let alone a good wine worth thousands or tens of thousands.

To be honest, he has never drunk such an ordinary and traditional rice wine.

After all, the color of this rice wine is enough to dissuade many people.

Not to mention the taste.

Xu Hu held the paper cup in his hand and stared closely at the bubbles of rice wine in the paper cup.

The look of concentration was as if what he was holding was not wine, but a peerless beauty.

"Brother??"

Wang Wen's call woke up Xu Hu, who was still struggling to drink.

Xu Hu swallowed his saliva, his heart skipped a beat, and he took a deep breath.

"Brother, how does it taste?"

Xu Hu looked at Wang Wen speechlessly.

Is this a peerless foodie who cares about the taste even when he is about to die?

"It tastes good. I didn't expect it to be cheap but it's pretty good. It's a little sweet, just like drinking sparkling water."

When Wang Wen heard what Xu Hu said, he instinctively believed Xu Hu.

Without thinking twice, he directly picked up the paper cup on the table.

The color of rice wine looks a bit unfriendly.

Although he is not very smart, he understood the conversation just now.

It turns out that the poison damages the brain.

When he thinks about one day in the future, he will be like a fool or a madman, living in this world in a slovenly manner, wanting to be spurned and laughed at by the world.

Wang Wen felt that it would be better to give him a happy life.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved and took a sip without hesitation.

As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Wang Wen's expression changed and he looked at the expressionless Xu Hu standing aside in disbelief.

Brother, you are so poisonous.

"Second brother?"

Zhang Xiaofan saw Wang Wen's expression change drastically and looked at him a little worriedly.

Wang Wen had a sullen face and swallowed the wine in his mouth with difficulty.

"Third brother, eldest brother, you are indeed not lying. This wine is really delicious."

"I didn't expect that this wine is cheap and tastes good. I'm going to plant grass."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Wang Wen a little strangely, always feeling that there was something unspeakably wrong with Wang Wen's words.

Turning his eyes to look at Xu Hu, he saw Xu Hu nodded seriously.

Zhang Xiaofan endured the pain in his chest, reached out and picked up the last glass of wine on the table.

He didn't think too much about it.

Instead, he glanced at Lin Shuyao opposite, and then sighed.

Nest grass...

At the entrance of the rice wine, Zhang Xiaofan instantly saw his grandma, who had been dead for more than ten years, standing not far away waving to him.

Is this wine?

I'm afraid it's not made from more than ten kilograms of Coptis chinensis?

It's so fucking painful.

Zhang Xiaofan used all the control in his life not to spit out the wine. He swallowed it with difficulty and looked at Xu Hu and Wang Wen who had gloating smiles on their faces.

These two old men are so inhumane.

Xu Hu suppressed his laughter, came to Zhang Xiaofan, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder gently.

Zhang Xiaofan's mouth was full of bitterness, and now he felt that his tongue was numb from the bitterness.

"Third brother, although we are not related by blood, we have been together for many years and have become like brothers."

"Liu Bei and his three brothers in Taoyuan all said that they did not want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but they only wanted to die in the same year, the same month and the same day."

"We brothers, it is a good ending that we can die on the same day, same year, same month, and today. If there is an afterlife, we will still be brothers."

"Big brother."

"Third brother."

The three brothers looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and held their three big hands tightly together.

Lin Shuyao on the side: .....

Nao Nao always said that she was good at acting, but in her opinion, these three people were better at acting than she was.

The three sworn brothers in Taoyuan were sorted out.

Five minutes later, the three moved people remembered Lin Shuyao.

Xu Hu looked at Lin Shuyao with a strange look on his side with red eyes.

"The three of us have accepted our defeat. It would be considered satisfactory to die together without any pain."

Xu Hu thought the same as Wang Wen.

He doesn't want to become a fool, living a stupid life for others to laugh at.

Zhang Xiaofan risked his life to find a way to die, and he accepted it.