Chapter 292: The old brother who helps others has always been generous

Looking at the figure that dried cup after cup, the three of Mo Xing, Wen Renxiu, and Shen Ningxin, who arrived later, looked at each other speechlessly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Aside from a certain tease, the second daughter can see that this so-called layer master deliberately wants to get drunk with the old brother, but despite this, the second daughter has no intention of stopping it at all, but looks at it with interest, feeling as if she is waiting for someone to make a fool of herself.

At the same time, Wei Bolu's men also gathered on both sides of the bar, and even brought over the wine crates, ready to be on standby.

One bottle of two......

One box of two ......

As time goes by, the empty bottles and empty boxes accumulate more and more, on the other hand, the old bored himself, there is no trace of drunkenness, but his face is full of red, very intoxicated.

What's even worse is that from the original way of drinking one cup at a time, to now, simply pour the whole bottle into the stomach, and the one who drinks is called a chic and bold, and it does not resonate with the expired non-mainstream image at all.

"God, I'm a good girl, is this kid really drinking pink rum?"

"Damn, this is too good for your sister to drink, Lao Tzu and I are such a bullish person, I have been in the wine field for more than ten years, this pink rum has to be poured in a cup, this kid is a monster, right?"

"Monsters, definitely monsters! If I remember correctly, a box of four bottles, a bottle of 500 ml, plus this bottle is dry, this should already be the sixth box, right? ”

At first, I was still holding an interesting heart, but the more I watched it, the more frightened I became, and my stomach was gurgling, as if it had caused some kind of resonance.

"This guy's drinking, isn't it really a bottomless pit?"

The shock in Wei Bolu's heart was no longer enough to express in words, he couldn't care how the other party's stomach could bear so much "water", he just wanted to know if alcohol had no effect on him, or did he think that it was really just a drink.

Earned, earned, earned!

I was tired of thinking in my heart, but I didn't stop drinking.

For him, it is rare for someone to be so generous, please drink such a delicious drink yourself, if you don't give him all the drink, wouldn't it be a good idea to be sorry for the little pot friend?

Seven boxes!

Eight boxes!

Nine boxes!

……

There are more and more empty containers, fewer and fewer full containers, and by now, there are less than five boxes!

Everyone's eyes were staring at the old tired face without blinking, trying to see the drunkenness in the contours of its face, but it was still a miscalculation after all......

"Come again!" After drinking the drink in his hand again, the old brother greeted the little pot friend who handed the wine to the side and handed it to the sour hand.

"I didn't ...... No ......."

The corners of his mouth, the corners of his mouth, trembled, and he looked at his own layer master as if asking for help.

But at this glance, my heart immediately chuckled, and the adult who dared to love also trembled at the corners of his mouth, and his painful face turned green.

A full fifteen boxes of pink rum, the price of each box is 100,000 dragon coins, which is converted into 25,000 yuan per bottle, and fifteen boxes are 1.5 million dragon coins, so it took less than half an hour to be drunk completely?

And this is still the purchase price, and if it is sold, it will be several times in a row, and it is a must-have artifact for many drunk people at home, so completely lost, gone forever?

What's even worse is that this pink rum is extremely rare, and with the name of Superman Nightclub, there are only these fifteen boxes of inventory, which are simply unattainable elsewhere!

"Oh. It's a pity that such a delicious drink. Lao Wurong nodded, chirped, looked unfinished, looked at the microwave oven friend with a confused face, and said seriously: "By the way, remember to contact me if you have goods in the future, and you can find me by calling this phone number." ”

As he spoke, Lao Bo didn't care about Wei Bolu's green tendons at all, and directly used his fingers to carve a string of phone numbers on the hard modern metal bar, like cutting tofu, deeply imprinted.

"Oh my God, it's damn ......"

The magic star doesn't need to look at it to know that Ya's iron is definitely his own number.

It's okay this time, don't talk about a few sporadic people, now the whole world is almost aware of their mobile phone numbers, but they can't change their numbers, if you are civilized, it's really a day!

"Alright, I'm done drinking, it's time to help others."

Lao Wuxing patted his belly, and under the surprised gaze of a group of people, he stood up contentedly, stepped directly on the chair, and stood on the bar as if he were walking on the ground, and looked directly at a little bartender with a pale face.

Wow~!

After drinking so much pink rum, the man still stood firm and straight, which once again caused a commotion, and the eyes of the monster were even more intense.

"Brother and slow, in this way, it's better to give Wei a certain face, how about it this time?" Wei Bolu hurriedly spoke.

In his opinion, it is human nature to feel that as long as he says so, the other party who drinks so much pink rum will definitely not reject him, which is human nature.

But he was wrong, and he was very wrong!

"What is face? Can you eat it? Lao Wujin looked puzzled, as simple as him, and said truthfully: "Then again, how can I forget it, it is he himself who wants me to kick him, I don't believe you ask him yourself, at least what he meant before was to find a kick, brother, I never lie." ”

"No...... No, no...... This old man...... Grandpa...... Ancestor! I really didn't say it, how could I want to be kicked, I ......"

The bartender snorted and cried, thinking that the freak in front of him would get drunk and die and be safe, but the fact is that he thought a little too much.

Hearing this, he stood on the bar, looking thoughtful, and after a moment, he nodded, and said something that made everyone blindfold, "Indeed, according to your age, you should call me ancestor." ”

"No, obviously what you said before was that you wanted me to kick you, but now you say no, did you lie to me?" When I said this, my face suddenly sank.

Looks like this little bartender is going to be out of luck! I guess my mind is full of little stars now, right? Oh no, how could it be me, it should be Venus, well, that's right, it's Venus.

Demon Star nodded secretly.

She knows her master too well, sometimes inexplicable, sometimes unreasonable, in short, in a word, her own criteria to look at everyone, this is the master of my magic star, with a weird and impermanent personality!

The originally cute face suddenly became angular, so gloomy and cold, the bartender said that there were no little stars or Venus in his head, all of them were gibberish, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing that the other party acquiesced, Lao Wujin concluded his guess even more.

The transformation from Q printmaking style to American style of painting, showing on this man's face, always looks so weird.

The next moment, one foot kicked directly at the bartender, and he muttered in his mouth: "Although you lied to me, I still want to help you fulfill your wish, how about it, brother, I'm very generous, right?" ”