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"Already decided?"

Qin Lang's eyes narrowed.

There were only fourteen Money Gang guards present.

But just like Hu Yingjun said, Chen Kai dared to gamble with so much money to help the future of the guards, and he was so confident, it must be strange.

"With so many people watching, will I, Chen Kai, still be foolish?"

Chen Kai sneered.

"It doesn't seem like the first time you've cheated on money. ”

Qin Lang joked.

"Haha......"

The crowd of onlookers laughed.

Before this, although they weren't sure if Qin Lang's previous twenty altars were really burning knives, but seeing that Qin Lang could still joke heartlessly now, they dared to be sure that Qin Lang might have drunk it before.

Hu Yingjun and Shen Shaoqing smiled and said nothing, looking at Chen Kai with a blue face like a clown.

"Qin Lang, do you gamble or not?"

Seeing the people around him pointing at him, Chen Kai let out a low snort, his face full of displeasure.

"Bet, of course you have to bet, but it's ......"

Qin Lang picked up a jar of burning knives with one hand: "There is a price to pay for doing things, and when the time comes, I hope you and the people behind you will not regret it." ”

"Regret? I, Chen Kai, have never done anything I regret in my life. ”

Chen Kai said coldly: "Qin Lang, as long as you win, we will offer our hands and don't waste any more time." ”

"Good. ”

Qin Lang sneered, held the wine jar with both hands, tilted his head, and began to drink bitterly.

The audience held their breath.

They all wanted to witness whether Qin Lang could finish drinking the twenty jars of burning knives again.

With a stir in his throat, Qin Lang lifted the wine jar higher and higher, and in less than a minute, he drank the entire jar of burning knives and put it on the ground.

"Faster than the first time you drank it?"

The eyes of the audience widened in disbelief.

Qin Lang's speed is now faster than before!

You know, Qin Lang has already drunk twenty jars, how can the speed get faster and faster?

Could it be that what was drunk before was wine, and now it is water?

"It can't be water, right?"

At this time, in the crowd, a middle-aged man about forty years old with a one-star innate realm muttered.

It wasn't loud, but it happened to be very quiet now, and it naturally came to everyone's ears very clearly.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on him.

"Come here. ”

Qin Lang beckoned to the middle-aged man.

"Gongzi Qin, I don't doubt your ......"

Seeing that Qin Lang, the killing god, was deliberately pointing at him, the middle-aged man's legs were like being filled with lead, and he stood in place, his whole body trembling with fear.

"You come here first. ”

Qin Lang smiled slightly.

Feeling that Qin Lang really didn't seem to have malicious intent, the middle-aged man stiffened his head and walked up to Qin Lang.

"Young Master Qin, what do you command?"

The middle-aged man bowed respectfully towards Qin Lang.

Qin Lang picked up the wine jar and handed it to him: "Do you really burn a knife when you smell it?" ”

The middle-aged man glanced at Qin Lang strangely, put the wine jar on the tip of his nose, and sniffed vigorously.

"It seems to be true. ”

The middle-aged man put down the wine jar and said uncertainly.

"Huh. ”

Qin Lang stretched out his hand to burn the knife in the second altar and picked it up: "You smell it again." ”

The middle-aged man poked his head over, sniffed it, and said, "The smell of wine is the same as the altar in front." ”

Qin Lang turned his head to look at the calm Chen Kai, and pointed to the middle-aged man beside him: "This is not your person, right?"

Chen Kai was stunned for a moment, with a look of disdain: "How can I know such a weak waste?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face flushed with shame.

"Hmm. ”

Qin Lang nodded, picked up the wine jar with both hands, and began to gurgle and drink.

The middle-aged man frowned as he smelled the aroma of wine permeating the wine jar.

In less than a minute, Qin Lang swallowed the last bite of the burning knife into his stomach and held the wine jar in the air.

"The speed is still the same?"

Everyone was stiff and sluggish.

Qin Lang handed the empty wine jar to the middle-aged man: "There are still a few drops in it, you can taste it." ”

"Good. ”

The middle-aged man reached out and took it, put the index finger of his right hand into the wine jar, clicked it, and then retracted his hand.

I saw that on his fingertips, a drop of crystal was rolling.

The middle-aged man licked his dry lips, put the burnt knife in his mouth, and tasted it.

A choking spicy sensation quickly filled the tip of his tongue, and the middle-aged man suddenly jumped up: "Wow...... It's spicy. ”

"It's true, it's really burning knives. ”

The middle-aged man had obviously not drunk the burning knife, and his face immediately became like a red-hot soldering iron, and tears flowed down his eyes.

"It seems to be true. ”

Those present nodded their heads.

Although they didn't know why Qin Lang wanted the middle-aged man to stand up, now they finally came to their senses.

This middle-aged man is not a member of the Money Gang, so naturally he will not speak for the Money Gang.

Now that he has tasted the burning knife with his own mouth, it is enough to prove that Qin Lang has drunk these two jars are real burning knives, which can completely dispel the doubts that have always existed in their hearts.

"You can go back. ”

Qin Lang smiled faintly.

"Okay. ”

The middle-aged man put down the empty wine jar, covered his mouth with his hands, and returned to the crowd.

He was very puzzled......

Even if he didn't know how to drink the burning knife, every drop would almost make him vomit, but how could Qin Lang be like no one else, without a trace of alcohol on his body?

"Everyone should know by now, right?"

Glancing at the audience, Qin Lang smiled faintly: "This is really burning knives." ”

Speaking of this, Qin Lang deliberately looked at Chen Kai: "But don't think it's water again, and want to fool the past." ”

"Poof!"

Everyone burst out laughing.

Qin Lang was obviously warning Chen Kai not to use water as an excuse again and again.

Chen Kai's face was expressionless.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Lang picked up the third altar burning knife and began to pour it.

In less than a minute, he put down the third altar and picked up the fourth......

The Seventh Altar ......

The Twelfth Altar ......

The Nineteenth Altar ......

Looking at Qin Lang was like drinking water, and controlling the speed and time of each drink, everyone was dumbfounded.

Qin Lang had already drunk almost thirty-nine jars, but seeing that his face was not red or out of breath now, how could this be like a person who had drunk so much wine?

"How is that possible?"

Chen Kai's eyes straightened, as if he had seen a ghost, looking at Qin Lang, who was about to finish drinking the nineteenth altar.

In addition to being rich, they have a lot of money.

There are also many masters who can drink, but there are no people with a speed like Qin Lang who can still stay sober until now.

Even the most drinkable, if the money gang leader doesn't change it, I'm afraid it can't compare to Qin Lang, right?

"Brother Kai. ”

At this moment, a guard stepped forward and heard a voice in his ear that only two people could hear: "Don't forget, there is one ...... in those twenty altars."

"Yes. ”

When Chen Kai heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his mouth set off a sinister arc.

Hu Yingjun and Shen Shaoqing were also dumbfounded!

Although they knew that Qin Lang had the confidence to play so big with Chen Kai, he must have his own killer feature.

But he didn't expect Qin Lang to be so able to drink, and the speed was so outrageous.

"Hiccup......

When he finished drinking the nineteenth altar and put down the empty jar, Qin Lang burped: "I'm a little full." ”

"Damn!"

Everyone was speechless!

If someone else drank so much wine, his life would have been gone, but Qin Lang actually said that he was just full?

It's unreasonable!

"It's the last altar. ”

Glancing at the calm Chen Kai, Qin Lang's expression moved.

Immediately afterwards, he patted his stomach, picked up the last remaining altar of burning knives, and after glancing at it lightly, his heart suddenly sank.

(End of chapter)

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