"Got it, Grandpa."
The girl looked delicate, thin and weak, sweat dripping down unnoticed as she quickly tidied up and jogged back.
In no time, a few stainless steel plates were brought up, with tenderly grilled skewers exuding the aroma of cumin and chili. As soon as the guys saw it, they grabbed a skewer before the plates were even set down and started devouring.
At this moment, Old Zhao also brought two boxes of beer and placed them behind everyone. Tang Bing dragged one box over, skillfully bit off the caps, and handed a bottle to each person, "Come on, guys, let's down one!"
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
The few guys tilted their heads back, gulping down the icy cold beer in a few big swigs.
Just when they were eating and drinking to their hearts' content, a few small-time thugs swaggered over, whistling as they sat down at a table behind them.
