After admiring the praise, the drunkard once again seemed to be crazy, his hands linked, and he took turns picking up the wine glasses on the bar, one cup at a time, one cup at a time.

Bird vodka is different from ordinary alcohol, and when drunk by an alcoholic, it all disappears into its mouth.

Drunkards drink faster than water, and it looks as easy as human breathing.

After drinking more than a dozen glasses in a row, it shivered.

I have never drunk such a good wine in my memory, and the pungency in the wine once again evokes the feeling it felt when it was on the battlefield.

Turning his head, he said sympathetically to Chen Zhan:

"Next, I'll have a drink, you have a drink, otherwise, I'll ask you to help me remember what it feels like to kill someone on the battlefield......"

As he spoke, he touched Chen Zhan's wine glass and drank another glass.

"Start with this one!"

Chen Zhan was a little dumbfounded.

How do you accompany this wine?

Not to mention that drunkards drink very fast, and the amount of alcohol is boundless.

Bird vodka is also a type of vodka, and for people who have no experience in drinking, drinking a glass of this high number of alcohol can go directly to the hospital.

The reason why the drunkard is so cautious seems to be beware of anomalies in the bird vodka.

Sure enough, a ghost who has been cultivating for a hundred years has too many eyes.

In order to continue to lure drunkards to drink.

Chen Zhan teased on the surface, shaking the wine glass in his hand and drank it all.

One person and one ghost are like old friends, sitting in front of the warm yellow lamp and drinking.

Seeing Chen Zhan drink the wine that clinked glasses with it, the drunkard clapped his hands and praised.

A layer of black qi suddenly erupted from his body, enveloping Chen Zhan in it.

After Chen Zhan drank the wine, he felt dizzy and dizzy, and an invisible sense of oppression hit him.

Rubbing his eyes, and when he opened them again, the drunkard's appearance began to become distorted and terrifying.

The lights turned dim red, as if you were in a bloody tavern under a foreign country.

Chen Zhan secretly said that it was not good.

The spirit was influenced by the drunkard.

One of his strengths in catching ghosts is that he has no fear of ghosts.

People are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points.

As soon as he begins to fear drunkards, things must have changed in a bad direction.

The drunkard's face turned pale, and he opened his blood-red mouth and said:

"You probably don't know what it means to clink glasses with me."

"Our country has had a fair duel contract since ancient times, and drinking a glass of wine clinking glasses with me proves that you agreed to my contract."

"The contract is that we will drink and duel, one drink per person, and the duel will end to the end, and the loser will sacrifice his soul for the victor to use."

The alcoholic country has signed many treaties with other countries.

In the name of fairness, none of them are equal treaties, but they are just shackles of the strong to the weak.

After it became a ghost, this seemingly "fair" spirit of contract also became one of its natural abilities.

It cultivates in the Xia Kingdom, and the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth respects people, and ghosts who are not good enough do not dare to kill people easily.

However, the one who signed this contract is different.

The drunkard took great pains to capture people's souls.

A fair contract has been formed, and it doesn't matter what Chen Zhan has any opinions.

Hearing this, Chen Zhan jumped off the stool and ran to the side.

Heaven is not afraid of the earth, the double cultivation of drunkards is really terrible, not only cultivating immortals, but also their foreign contracts, this time it is even more difficult.

"Whoosh".

The drunkard was really like a ghost, and appeared beside Chen Zhan with a wine glass.

Squinted eyes looked at him with sympathy.

"You can't run."

Chen Zhan's whole body tensed, but his mouth pretended to relax.

"I don't run, have you forgotten? You need to drink with snacks, I'll go get you some. ”

I went to the snack rack on the side, found a few bags of large pots, and threw them on the table.

"This is Thunder Gaba! Exclusively with bird vodka. ”

Gaba means pot in a local dialect.

The drunkard obviously understands it, and at the same time eats it very much.

After taking a bite, my lips and teeth creaked, fragrant and spicy.

couldn't help but praise again:

"Ruthless Hara Less!"

On the side, Chen Zhan began to fall into anxiety, his mind was racing rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.

Luo Xinyi watched in the car, and was also anxious.

She could see Chen Zhan's hesitation, and she didn't understand why he came out with a few bags of pots.

But she saw that the pot pieces in the bag began to fly out of thin air, as if they had been stuffed into the mouth by someone who couldn't see them.

Luo Xinyi's fingers holding the phone were sweating slightly, should she contact the police again?

asked them to rescue Chen Zhan, and the video in his hand had already captured the unprovoked shattering of the stone and the chandelier falling out of thin air, which should be used as evidence.

But by doing so, it disturbed Chen Zhan, and if he didn't catch it before the police came, he would let it go.

The success falls short, and the legacy is endless.

Not only was the Hykos Bar smashed in vain, but it is estimated that it will never be able to open again, which is a huge loss for her.

However, Chen Zhan's safety also made her very worried.

She was conflicted.

I only pray that Chen Zhan on the screen will be clever and escape quickly when he encounters difficulties.

Chen Zhan fell into a cramp.

He was already too strong to drink, he had a hangover yesterday, he had an early drink today, went out for a ride, and now he drank a glass of spirits and was fooled again.

Life has entered the countdown.

The drunkard doesn't care so much, drinking Chen Zhan to death is the most to his liking.

kept pushing more wine to Chen Zhan, and persuaded the wine:

"There is one more cup after this one, and three more after one drink."

"What?"

Chen Zhan drank and vomited, vomited and drank, and drank cup by cup with nausea.

The more ghosts drink, the more they get high, and the more people drink, the more they wilt.

As a result, Chen Zhan began to avoid the heavy and light, eating Thunder Gaba violently, diluting the strength of the wine with the spicy taste, and drinking less bird vodka.

Now, the drunkard's ruthlessness is also less talking.

Seeing that the drinking buddies have slowed down, it returns to the brink of rage.

Chen Zhan barely raised a trace of sanity, and said with a wine burp:

"I've had a little too much today, and we're pretty much like that, having a drink in a bar."

In the cup refers to the end of the drinking game when both parties drink the last glass of wine left in the cup.

Hearing this, the drunkard was completely furious.

The real body revealed a bloodthirsty aura.

It's time to harvest Chen Zhan's soul.

It used to be an opportunistic aggressor.

It is also an aggressor that is now ignored by people.

After death, he still turned into a ghost and infested the people of Los Angeles.

No matter what people think of it at any time, whether it is positive or negative, it will not show mercy to anyone.

The ferocious momentum burst out.

The whole room was like an earthquake, and shards of broken glass jumped and rattled on the ground.

The remaining bottles on the wine cabinet are crumbling.

Between a man and a ghost, a parchment contract wrapped in black gas appeared.

A decapitator appeared on the parchment roll, tilting towards Chen Zhan's side.

Chen Zhan's breathing was blocked, and he felt a great sense of oppression in his heart.

However, his veins were filled with alcohol, and the whole person became sluggish.

He just wants to give up on the difficulties.

The thought of getting a good night's sleep came to mind.

Chen Zhan crushed the cup in his hand vigorously, and the stinging pain made him sober again.

It's as if you've just traveled back to this world.

At the beginning, facing the snake demon, it was also a mortal situation, just because he relied on the rules of the system, he chose an effective coping strategy.

The original two snake demons were 500 years old! This drunkard has only been practicing for a hundred years.

Chen Zhan forced himself to calm down.

Now, you must find a new meme to defeat the drunkard in front of you.

Is there a terrier who is drunk?

It can also be triggered under limited conditions in front of you.

The scenes of today's experience emerge one by one.

From being persuaded to drink to drag racing, from witnessing a fight to drawing out the true body of an alcoholic.

He ran his fingers against Thunder Gabba, the sting of the paprika making the wound on his right hand even more painful.

A word comes to mind and lingers.

"White Emperor Holy Sword."