This is a math homework. After opening it, I looked at the title.
The previous questions are all relatively simple one-two-quadratic inequalities.
It was relatively simple, so I just started writing it.
Everyone else at the table was stunned and turned to look at Huang Weizhong.
Master Huang's face was livid now, but his face was red and his ears were red. He was breathing heavily and his head kept shaking.
He gritted his teeth and probably scolded me countless times.
He originally thought that he would drink three pounds first, which would not be a shame. Then he would just wait for me to get drunk and he would win without having to drink more.
But now...
There was a lot of sticky cold sweat on his palms.
"Why isn't this little beast drunk? Still not drunk?"
Huang Weizhong is going crazy.
At this time, I happened to have finished writing several questions, and turned to look at Huang Weizhong with a smile.
"Uncles, I have done several questions. I don't know if I am doing it correctly. Please help me."
With that said, I handed the homework directly.
The average person's head will be dizzy after drinking some alcohol. Let alone doing math problems, even if he is asked to write his own name, he may write it wrong.
They looked at my homework and were all dumbfounded.
"What this kid wrote is absolutely correct. He drank five kilograms of wine and his face didn't turn red, his heart stopped beating, and he wrote several homework questions. He's really awesome."
"Master Huang, why can't you hold on even after drinking three kilograms? Come on, help me write two questions."
Huang Weizhong naturally couldn't help but laugh at others, and because he was so drunk, he immediately opened another bottle.
The hot wine flowed down the throat and into the stomach. This was a real blow to the bottle.
After five kilograms of wine, his expression immediately changed, and now he looked a little dazed.
Once there is such a sign, it proves that it will fall soon.
I looked at him with a sneer: "Master Huang, don't hold on. I think you don't dare to cut your own hands. You happen to be drunk and unconscious, and you are afraid that I won't be able to do it, right?" "
Huang Weizhong took two deep breaths, his reflex arc became very long, and he slowly answered me: "Look...look...who is going to fall first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly.
"Master Huang, you have a good capacity for drinking. How much more can you drink now?"
I sneered.
Since you have worked hard to reach five pounds, it is naturally impossible for me to let you catch up. I want you to look up and feel powerless from the bottom of your heart.
With that said, I quickly opened a bottle.
Pour into two wine dividers and drink it all in one go.
Huang Weizhong's eyes widened.
He also wanted to drive again, but as soon as he stood up, his legs and feet were unsteady and he suddenly fell back into his seat.
"Haha, Master Huang, chop your hands!"
As I said that, I grabbed the dagger on the table, my whole arm exploded with strength, and I stabbed it on the dining table.
The dagger stood straight up.
The whole table shook, and everyone at the table was startled by the fierce aura exuding from me.
Huang Weizhong's eyelids trembled and he broke out in cold sweat.
I pulled out the dagger and walked towards him slowly.
"Don't hurt my dad!"
Next to Huang Weizhong, his son stood up and stopped in front of his father with a look of horror on his face.
This fat dog does have a good son.
I sneered and picked up the life and death contract beside me.
"What, are you two, father and son, going to turn against each other?"
Huang Weizhong's eldest son had a look of pleading on his face: "No, no, my dad can't drink anymore. Please let my dad go for once."
I turned to look at Huang Weizhong: "Did you hear that? Your big boy said that you can't drink anymore. Do you want to show him if you want to drink again?"
Huang Weizhong's face showed a ferocious look, and he reached out and took out another bottle.
After taking off the lid of the wine, he continued to blow into his mouth, but after just two sips, he couldn't help but spit it out with a "wow" sound.
In this vomiting, at least half a catty of wine was vomited out.
"Okay, you couldn't drink it anymore and you vomited it. I think your ability is only so great."
Huang Weizhong collapsed on the ground, and his son sat beside him, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
"Kill or scrape, it's up to you."
I clutched the dagger tightly and walked up to him.
His son turned around and knelt down.
"Please don't hurt my dad. Please don't. My dad knows he was wrong."
I clenched my fists and grabbed this kid's collar.
"You are wrong when you say something wrong. What did your father-in-law say at the beginning that he wanted my master to sleep with him? Everyone remembers your father's ugly face. You can tell yourself that your father did not go too far."
"Since you, a filial son, care about your father so much, then, if you just get under my crotch and call me grandpa, I will recognize your father as a good man and you as a good grandson. This matter will be over. Otherwise, I will chop off his finger today!"
Many other people at the table stood up, and when they saw my appearance, they tried to persuade me: "Okay, little kid, my father and son also know that they are wrong. They have to treat others with mercy. It's better to look down if you don't look up. It’s absolutely not good-looking.”
These right-wingers began to point fingers from the moral high ground.
I was annoyed. At that time, I said I wanted to fight for wine. I didn’t know that Liu Ruxiang would help me. She was really determined to lose a finger. Now it’s over. Where did you put my face? Where did you put my master's face?
"As a man, once a word is made, it is hard to keep it. If you don't get into my crotch today, look at me, I won't chop off your father's fingers. If I can drink for my master, you can pay off your father's debt." I was then There was anger on his face and his eyes were glaring.
Huang Weizhong's son was so weak that he had never seen such a fierce look in his eyes. He immediately knelt down, leaned over, and slowly crawled towards me while crying.
I sneered and spread my legs.
"Drill it. After drilling it, call me grandpa. Your dad will be my eldest son. Hahahaha..."
Even if Huang Weizhong drank more wine at this time, the hatred in his mind would distort the flesh on his face.
His body shook, and then he shouted, "Stop!"
After that, Huang Weizhong grabbed his dagger and put his left hand on the table.
All of our eyes widened. We didn't dare to think that Huang Weizhong actually wanted to chop off his fingers as promised.
"I, surrender!" Huang Weizhong's words were filled with regret.
His son got up from the ground at this time. When he saw his father raising his hand to chop off his fingers, he immediately rushed forward.
"Dad, no!"
I took a step forward and grabbed him.
I saw Huang Weizhong clenching the dagger and slashing it directly.
"Snapped!"
The knife cut through the skin and severed the bones.
Blood spurted out, staining a large piece of white tablecloth on the table red.
