"Boss, I haven't been able to sleep well at night lately. Do you have any effective medicine?"
Next, given this year's excellent profits, I'd like to thank all my brothers and also thank that elder brother for his reputation, and invite them to my home for a feast.
As evening approached and the sun was about to set, several tables were set up in Zhang San's courtyard, laden with all sorts of food and drinks.
These were ordered from the restaurant and delivered over, which consumed a significant portion of Zhang San's savings.
However, Han Feiyu didn't feel any heartache, since it was Zhang San's money, not his own.
Looking around, Zhang San's henchmen and the government officials he usually bribed were all sitting there.
My brother set up two tables. Liu, the constable from the yamen, and several of Zhang San's powerful henchmen sat at one table, along with Han Feiyu.
"Come, come, Brother Liu, let me toast you first. Our brothers' business has been booming all these years, and we can't have done it without your help."
From now on, I will continue to rely on my elder brother's help and guidance.
"Well, I appreciate your kindness. That's all. I'm just doing this to help people out of trouble."
As long as your dividends continue, I can assure you that you have nothing to fear.
After clinking glasses with "Zhang San," Officer Liu's reaction was rather indifferent, but this did not surprise him.
In Zhang San's memory, this was his backer: he had worked in the government office for six years, but he didn't have much money.
Those paths that lean towards martial arts all require high-intensity training and a high-intensity diet.
Herbs that replenish qi and blood, and herbal pastes that relieve internal injuries—the innate strength of martial arts paths is higher than most other paths, so they are naturally extremely expensive.
If these constables wanted to improve their skills, they had no choice but to find ways to earn extra money.
Officer Liu's extra income came from hooligans like Zhang San.
He looks down on them and only uses them to make money. As soon as he is promoted to head constable, he will immediately turn these tools into his own achievements.
However, Zhang San doesn't care about these things at all now.
Will he start targeting thugs as a way to boost his own performance record?
It's okay, anyway, after today, they don't care about the future.
The drinks were laced with a drug that would make you drunk without you noticing.
Someone smeared the antidote on their bowl.
"Glug glug..."
They drank wine from large bowls and ate meat in large chunks, and their underlings all wolfed down their food.
Even Constable Liu kept drinking and eating as the banquet atmosphere became more and more lively.
Just as the food on the table was almost gone, and the other henchmen were mostly asleep on the table, another large bowl of wine was brought to Constable Liu.
"Brother Liu, two more pieces of fish, may we all have abundance every year..."
"No problem...no problem..."
At this point, the effects of the medicine had mostly worn off. Although Constable Liu had embarked on the path of swordsmanship, he could no longer withstand it without deliberate exercise.
"bump……"
He slammed his head on the table, and now, in the entire courtyard, only one person remained conscious.
"Oh my, what a bumper harvest, what a bumper harvest! So many people, all my dearest relatives and friends, brothers and sisters..."
What should we do?
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