Speaking of this, Zhang Feng wanted to laugh. The scammers were embarrassed to come here to show off. If they hadn't been dragging their feet back then, there might be many variables in World War II.

Hehe, Zhang Feng smiled without saying a word, and continued to drink with him.

By this time Sarkoli had understood everything, Zhang Feng was going to get Francis drunk, and then he was done here.

But what exactly is going to be done, Sakoli doesn't know, but he believes Zhang Feng can do it well.

Sarkoli's alcohol volume is much better than France's. He can drink. On the other hand, Sarkoli's body is almost hollowed out by alcohol, and he has only been in jail these days.

He was almost gone after a few glasses of wine, and Zhang Feng persuaded him to drink before he could eat anything. He drank two glasses at once, two glasses of alcohol with over 30% alcohol.

Those two followers were stronger, they were eating and drinking like hungry wolves.

"Sakori, take another order!" Zhang Feng called.

"Okay!" Sakoli walked out in response.

If you listen carefully and rub it well, you will be able to hear the problem in what Zhang Feng said just now, because Zhang Feng turned his back on the guest and asked Sakori to get things.

But now where France can still distinguish the north, south, east, and west, he is braving and supporting.

"Come on, Mr. France, don't worry about this Sacoli, let's drink!" Zhang Feng held up the wine glass again.

Francis didn't seem to hear it, and he was very confused. Zhang Feng said again: "Mr. Francis, are you dying? Haha, Italian men drink like this. Forget it, I'll drink it myself. Right!"

Speaking of Zhang Feng, he was about to drink it himself, and France quickly said: "Who said that, look at me!"

Francis took the wine glass and drank it, his body swayed. Those two didn't care if Francis could do it or not. It was the right way for them to eat well. Such a good thing would never happen for a few years. I'm sorry if I don't make a profit this time.

"It's great, the men from Italy really make me look at me!" Zhang Feng exclaimed.

Persuading alcohol is not good and must be forbidden, but now Zhang Feng wants to get him drunk, regardless of his life or death.

Besides, he can't die.

When Nicolas came back, France was already lying down on the table, while his two attendants were still eating.

Zhang Feng walked behind them, grabbed their brains with one hand, and collided, and they softened.

Seeing this scene, Sarkoli is very nervous, the enemy is there, he can take his life out in less than a minute.

But that was useless, instead, it would get into endless trouble. His father was the big boss, and Sacori resisted it.

"What are you doing, let it go!"

Zhang Feng watched him standing there, stunned, and screamed. Sakoli reacted and put the plate down. Zhang Feng started to eat. Compared to France’s two followers, Sakoli was eating. If you don't go down, what should I do next?

"Lee, what are you going to do?" Sarkory couldn't help asking.

Zhang Feng said: "Eat, let's say you are full, you can't waste it!"

"This..." Sarkoli didn't understand, he could still eat at this time, okay!

More than an hour later, Zhang Feng cleaned up the things on the table, wiped his mouth clean, and said: "Okay, Sakoli, close the door, oh no, let the news out. The three of them live here today. , Let the prison guards not come!"

Sarkoli was surprised because this oriental was very edible. He ate almost all the food by himself. Sarkoli didn't eat anything by himself. It was too edible. It was the first time he saw an oriental. It’s so edible, it’s like a big appetite. It’s much better than those live broadcasts on the Internet. If he goes live, it will definitely be hot. Look at his eating, there is no second person in this world, Sa Corey was eye-opening.

"What? What's the problem?" Zhang Feng asked him.

"No, no!" Said Sakori stood up: "I will do it now."

This was stated in advance, not to tell everyone the news that they were living here, but to release the news, not deliberately.

After a while, Sarkoli returned, and he was waiting for what Zhang Feng would do next.

Zhang Feng sat there and said, "Tie these two together and let them talk. Don't you have something good here? When they wake up, hit a little bit to make them psychedelic!"

"What about him? Do you want to kill?" Sakoli became excited and nervous.

Zhang Feng said: "Why do you want to kill him? You don't have to spend so much effort to kill him, tie him up, and your chance to turn over is coming!"

Sarkoli was excited and seemed to understand what Zhang Feng said.

Pulling France out from under the table, he tied his mouth and stuffed it, then gave him a sharp kick to relieve his hatred.

"Well, wait another hour and wake him up!" Zhang Feng said.

Nicolas couldn't help being excited, and asked, "Lee, what do you want to do?"

"Let him tell everything he has hidden in his heart!" Zhang Feng said.

Sarkoli was shocked, it really is, but is it effective? Those things were his fate, and it would be fatal to say it.

"He won't say it, even if he is drunk, he won't say it!" Sacori was a little disappointed.

This method is old-fashioned and useless, even if he can say what he can say when he is drunk, the evidence is not strong enough.

"Who said when he was drunk, I said when he was sober!" Zhang Feng said.

"It's even more impossible!" Sakoli shook his head helplessly. This has been going on for a long time, but it's like this. Is this Eastern man's strategy only so small? It's not symmetrical at all with his skill.

"Just look at it, if you believe me!" Zhang Feng said.

"it is good!"

Sakori could only say so, because he could no longer retreat, and got on Zhang Feng's thief ship. It was impossible to get off unless he died.

That's right, if he says nothing right now, Zhang Feng has a hundred ways to kill him.

In fact, the purpose of setting up this banquet was not to make France drunk, but to hide his eyes and ears, so that the whole prison would know that he was drinking here, and he was still drunk, and he wanted to live here.

Once again, Zhang Feng wanted to eat, and if he had eaten well, if he didn't, Sakori would not bleed and make so many delicious foods.

Otherwise, just call Francis here and just tie it up, it doesn't have to be so troublesome.

Now Francis has been tied up, just waiting for him to wake up, according to Zhang Feng's prediction, he will wake up in an hour, and then beat him again.

"Prepare a big bucket with a small hole underneath. It should not be too big. It can drip slowly. Take another rack and put the bucket on the rack." Zhang Feng said.

"Lee, what do you want this for?" Sarkory asked.