Chapter 195: Because He Is Huang Feihong

"I'm upside down and upside down like a wave, there are thousands of grievances to laugh at, I'm low, I'm high, swaying and refusing to fall, I know best what is in the wine."

"You seem to be in a lot of interest tonight, you've sung this song a few times."

Cui Xiaoxiao looked at Li Qingzhu, who was drinking wine and singing with a smile on his face, and said,

After Li Qingzhu heard this, he raised the wine jug in his hand and took a sip of ordinary strength bamboo leaf green.

After a tasteful aftertaste, he smiled and said: "Xiaoxiao, do you know, I have a special affection for this song, and I also liked this movie when I was a child." โ€

Cui Xiaoxiao didn't know much about Li Qingzhu's original Shijie life, but this did not prevent her from understanding Li Qingzhu's thoughts.

"Aren't you worried about Feihong?"

Cui Xiaoxiao asked curiously,

"No, not at all."

โ€œweishenme๏ผŸ Because you have faith in Him? โ€

"No, because he's Wong Fei Hung!"

Li Qingzhu looked at Cui Xiaoxiao with bright eyes, and replied with a serious face, the slight drunkenness on his face did not affect the meaning he expressed.

Cui Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Li Qingzhu to have such an emotional time.

"Haha, let's do it!"

Li Qingzhu was in high spirits, holding the wine jug in one hand and holding it into the air, spilling a lot of wine.

At the same time, Huang Feihong, who was standing with John in the ironworks, kicked the air, but saw the jasper gourd tied to his waist.

"If there is anything that cannot be handled, he drinks this wine. If you are drunk, use your drunken fist. โ€

Li Qingzhu's words suddenly jumped into Huang Feihong's mind, and he finally remembered that he still had a secret weapon that was useless.

So he didn't hesitate anymore. directly took the initiative to take a few steps back and began to untie the gourd on his waist.

John didn't understand what this guy was doing, and Wong Fei Hung suddenly retreated in the middle of the fight, and then began to untie his belt, at least in John's opinion.

However, when he saw Huang Feihong take the gourd from his waist and start pouring it into his mouth, he understood what he was drinking.

John's eyes widened suddenly, no matter whether Huang Feihong's drunken fist was as evil as it was rumored, he would not let Huang Feihong do what he wanted.

So John appeared in front of Huang Feihong with a movement of his feet, and kicked the gourd in Huang Feihong's hand.

Huang Feihong kept his head up and drank. But his attention was always on John's side, and when he heard the wind approaching, he suddenly threw the gourd into the air.

John's gaze shifted with it. At this time, Huang Feihong took the opportunity to make a move, punched John's chest, and after repelling him, he successfully took the gourd that was thrown into the sky from the air. Tilted his head and drank again.

Seventy-five degrees of liquor is something Wong Fei Hung has never drunk. As soon as this wine was in his stomach, Huang Feihong immediately felt that his stomach was turning upside down, as if he had drunk a stream of melted iron pulp.

His face immediately turned red, and just as he was about to vomit, he suddenly felt warm all over his body, and the uncomfortable feeling disappeared in an instant.

He didn't know why, but he didn't know that this was the medicinal power of the bamboo leaf green wine, although the wine was strong. However, it will not have any side effects on the human body, on the contrary, it is still good for drinking. It's much better to drink this than to drink industrial alcohol.

After John was repulsed, he found that Huang Feihong was actually continuing to drink, and he was unwilling to attack several times in a row, but Huang Feihong was repelled in a weird and funny way.

As Huang Feihong drank for longer and longer, John felt worse and worse in his heart, until Zuihou, Huang Feihong suddenly broke out and directly hit John with both fists.

John's hairs stood on end, but fortunately, he felt that something was wrong before and kept a certain distance from Huang Feihong, so although Huang Feihong's reaction was a bit sudden, he could still react quickly.

I saw John take a few steps back, looking at Huang Feihong who was hunched over, his head rushed, and his hands were still punching.

Huang Feihong slowly raised his body, seeing that his face was flushed and his eyes were hazy, obviously he looked drunk.

He smiled and raised the gourd in his hand, pointed to the gourd with the other and smiled at John, "Hiccup, good wine, good wine." โ€

As he spoke, he burped and staggered on his feet, as if he were going to fall down at any moment.

John looked at the drunk Huang Feihong in disbelief, although Huang Feihong in front of him looked like a drunk man with no combat power, as if he could be knocked down with a light touch, but somehow, he had the feeling that there was a kind of wild beast standing in front of him.

Suddenly, the sound of broken porcelain came from the office upstairs, and both Wong Fei Hung and John looked in the direction of the office at the same time.

It turned out that those porters were in too much of a hurry, and as a result, they accidentally slipped their hands while carrying and broke a piece of porcelain.

The sound of broken porcelain woke Huang Feihong, he shook his head, as if trying to stay awake, and said to John: "Oh yes, now is not the time to talk about wine, I have to defeat you first, and then go up to find the national treasure......"

Huang Feihong behaved like a child at the moment, looking a little mentally retarded.

John squinted his eyes and watched Huang Feihong walking towards him drunk, thinking that he would never let Huang Feihong go up, he finally made a decision, so he kicked Huang Feihong hard.

I thought he would dodge, but he didn't want Huang Feihong to take this kick stiffly, and took several steps back.

John looked at this scene with wide eyes, he couldn't figure out why Huang Feihong, who could still dodge before, didn't dodge at this time, could it be that he was really drunk?

Besides, after Huang Feihong received John's kick, he took a few steps back, his back arched slightly, and he looked up at John with an unhappy face and said, "You actually dare to hit me!" โ€

As he spoke, he rushed directly towards John, and he rushed directly towards John without concealment.

John was frightened by his stupidity, and actually took a few steps back before reacting, and directly punched Huang Feihong in the face.

Although Huang Feihong's head was beaten to the side, he quickly straightened it up again, and looked at John with an angry face, as if he had not been attacked at all.

John was so frightened that he kicked Huang Feihong again with a heavy kick, Huang Feihong was kicked and fell to the ground, John walked over with a ruthless face and was about to kick a few more times, but saw Huang Feihong lie down again, holding wine glasses in both hands and attacking John.

It turned out that Huang Feihong drank the seventy-five degrees of bamboo leaf green, not only the wine tasted up, the whole body was soft and did not feel pain, the medicinal power contained in the bamboo leaf green also played a role at this moment, enhancing Huang Feihong's liliang, after drinking the wine, he liberated part of the body liliang, and now under the effect of the medicinal power, Huang Feihong's liliang is stronger.

What's even more terrifying is that Huang Feihong's attack speed is also much faster, which is because he can control his body more freely.

"Lu Dongbin! Drunk and powerful! โ€

Huang Feihong roared like a monster, holding wine glasses in both hands, and every move contained infinite liliang towards John's crazy attack.

Practicing martial arts pays attention to three points and retains seven points, Li Qingzhu's Kang Long has regrets, and I leave twenty points for ten points, but Huang Feihong's is not.

He did his best, but if he wanted to take it back, he could quickly take it back, because his brain's usual protective mechanism for the body was turned on at this moment, and his degree of control over the body had been improved like never before.

Even if Huang Feihong identified a place and smashed it like crazy, because his attack speed was too fast, John couldn't resist even if he knew the place he was attacking, so he could only raise his hands to protect his brain.

It wasn't until Huang Feihong hit John's chest with his head, three times in a row, and then a volley spin and collision, John was knocked back several steps, and finally fell to the ground because he couldn't get rid of this force, and he turned over a few times in a row before he stopped.

Huang Feihong stood in place with his body bowed, his hands as if he was holding a ding, raised his head slightly, and looked at the frightened John with drunken eyes.

That's the trick......

"Han Zhongli, drunk and hugging the altar!" (To be continued......)