"Serve the wine."
"Sir, this..."
"Stop talking nonsense and serve the wine!" Yang Yi grabbed the wine jar on the table and threw it towards the counter. The waiter let out a scream, and the wine jar smashed into pieces on the counter, splattering the shopkeeper's face with broken pieces of wine.
"Serve the wine!!!" Yang Yi shouted loudly while hammering the table. On the third blow, the tabletop cracked into two pieces, and one piece bounced up and rolled to the ground.
The waiter glanced at the shopkeeper and slipped to the wine rack like a loach.
"You don't have to look out to fight. Just bring me over to the altar. Come on!" Yang Yi shouted in a drunken voice with a harsh smile.
Several drinkers nearby looked up, then lowered their heads and continued drinking their drinks.
"Come on! Wrong! It's not that altar, over there, the biggest altar..."
The waiter turned around and looked at the shopkeeper.
"Come here, this man is drunk, get him out." The shopkeeper stood up and said calmly.
"What?" Yang Yi jumped up and landed on the counter, staring at the shopkeeper with a pair of drunken eyes.
The shopkeeper couldn't help but feel a little flustered for a moment, not realizing that this person had such good martial arts skills. A group of store clerks stood aside, but no one dared to come up.
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