Chu Yang saw that this product was performed so well, and after continuing to pretend to be 13, he asked speechlessly: "Even if this card has 50 million, does it have a dime to do with you, and it's not yours?"

Chu Yang's voice was very calm, the corners of his mouth were still smiling, and he shook his head as he looked at some of the drinkers in the bar.

At this time, they felt that although Chu Yang was good at bartending, this insight was too narrow.

Moreover, it seems that the IQ is not very good.

Now, this card is in the man's hand, not a man's, who else can it be?

As a result, everyone shook their heads, and some drinkers who were originally fans of Chuyang turned into passers-by.

Everyone shook their heads, but the man's heart suddenly thumped.

He heard the meaning of Chu Yang's words, Chu Yang was laughing at him and pretending to be forced with someone else's card.

"Could it be that this kid already knows that this is someone else's, not mine?"

"Impossible, how could he know?"

The man's face was cloudy, he looked at Chu Yang twice, and said coldly, "Boy, what do you mean?"

"My card is mine, and the money in it is naturally my ......"

Although he said this, he was also thinking about countermeasures in his heart, thinking about how to deal with the financier.

After all, this million is a little more, even if he serves the gold lord day and night and satisfies the gold lord's quirks, it is difficult to offset this million.

However, although the price was heavy, he couldn't back down, and he must let Chu Yang transfer out of the devil's graveyard.

The Devil's Graveyard is so hard to tune that it would be nice to have one person out of a million bartenders.

And Chu Yang can concoct such a difficult cocktail as Nine Colors, so the Devil's Graveyard should also be concocted......

Therefore, he must see how Chu Yang is adjusted, which is related to his future......

Thinking of this, he smiled again and said, "Boy, are you afraid that I won't have the money to buy wine, or will I not know how to make so many bad excuses?"

"If you don't have the ability to call up the Devil's Graveyard, then get out, don't waste time here and waste everyone's feelings. ”

The surrounding drinkers saw that the man's credit card was already on the side, and after Chu Yang just didn't mix alcohol, they all said loudly: "Handsome guy, since people are so sincere and send money to the door, what do you have to hesitate?"

"That's right, although the Devil's Graveyard is difficult to adjust, but we believe in you, you have the strength to transfer out of the Devil's Graveyard. ”

"Well, I can earn a million in ten minutes, which is not a loss. ”

The man laughed again when he saw that the people around him who were originally Chu Yang's fans spoke out one after another, and asked Chu Yang to mix wine.

"Boy, did you hear that?"

"It only takes you more than ten minutes to earn my million. ”

"Such a good thing, you keep making excuses, don't you know how to tune the devil's graveyard?"

"If you don't know how to tune, just say it early, there's no need to waste everyone's time. ”

Chu Yang didn't speak, he kept looking at the man with a smile, and the man was terrified, and the pores on his body kept shrinking.

The man really didn't dare to make eye contact with Chu Yang's eyes, and immediately turned his head to look elsewhere.

Chu Yang saw that the man's eyes dodged, but he continued to pretend to be 13 very strongly, and said with a playful face: "B is very cool, isn't it?"

"If it's cool, then leave, I don't want to meet a poor person like you. ”

Chu Yang's tone was full of disdain and very arrogant.

Chu Yang's words of ridicule and contempt came, which completely angered the man.

He didn't expect that when he took out the money, Chu Yang was still crooked, but it was out of tune, which made him very unhappy.

While being unhappy, he was a little skeptical in his heart whether Chu Yang would adjust the devil's graveyard, so he also laughed and said: "Boy, you can't adjust it, why do you say that you are such a?"

"If you're so, then come and make a drink for me?"

"You're so, prove to me that you can concoct one of the top 10 hardest cocktails in the world, the Devil's Graveyard?"

"Hehe......"

Chu Yang was speechless for a while when he saw that this man was pretending to be addicted.

He looked at the man with a smiling expression and asked, "Tell me, why do you want me to transfer the Demon Graveyard so much?"

"One of the top 10 hardest cocktails in the Demon Graveyard, and one of the top 10 hardest cocktails, why do you like to drink it and keep asking me to mix it?"

"Do you have masochistic tendencies, love stimulation, taste with your life, gamble your poor willpower?"

The Demon Graveyard is not an ordinary wine, and those who drink this wine will hallucinate, as if they have entered hell and suffer from the eighteen criminal laws.

Some people who are not strong in willpower are easily devoured and become psychopaths.

So, although most people have heard of the name of the Demon Graveyard, no one dares to try it, because it is really a joke with their lives.

"Boy, what do you care about me, Lao Tzu is money, you are wine, how do you care about me?"

The man is still very confident, like an upstart.

"No, no, no, I don't want to care if you have masochistic tendencies, I just care if your money is real, but your money is not real, and it's not yours. ”

The man chuckled in his heart, and sneered again, "Boy, don't find a reason if you don't have the ability, the money is here, you transfer it, it's yours, where is so much nonsense?"

"At this time, you are still pretending to be a local tyrant, do you think you are a local tyrant?"

Chu Yang saw that this man was still pretending to be forced at this time, and after playing the role of an upstart, he was speechless and said: "Since you still want to pretend to be a local tyrant, then I will give you a look at your past and present life to see if you are a local tyrant or a local turtle." ”

"Hehe......"

The man sneered again, "I see how else you can talk about it, you don't have the ability to adjust, and you still want to make excuses, it's really embarrassing for you." ”

He believed that in his past and present lives, how could Chu Yang know that he was just making a show at this time.

"Well, let's see why you're so desperate for me to transfer the Demon Graveyard. ”

Chu Yang said, looked the man up and down, and said, "You are a duck, a duck who sells the protein in your body." ”

"What?"

The people around him didn't react, and they looked confused.

Duck, what duck?

Chu Yang saw the puzzled expressions of the people around him, and after the man's face was gloomy, he said again: "Duck, commonly known as little white face, is a person who makes money on the belly of a rich woman. ”

"Little white face?"

The people around looked at each other, and then looked the man up and down, full of doubts.

The man was dressed like a dog, like a local tyrant.

The man saw that the people around him were looking at him with strange expressions, his face was gloomy to the extreme, and finally he seemed to think of something in his heart, and said in a strange way: "Your method of diverting attention is too bad, you can't call out the Demon Cemetery and admit your mistake, saying that these are useful, does it have anything to do with the Demon Cemetery?"

"You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin. ”

Chu Yang saw that the other party was still so tenacious, and said with a smile: "Okay, since you are addicted to pretending to be 13, then I will satisfy you and let you know that pretending to be X is risky, and what it feels like to be slapped in the face." ”