"White Emperor Holy Sword?"

The empty ears of foreigners shouting during the fight gave him a flash of inspiration.

Suddenly, he clenched his fists.

"There it is!"

He'd figured out a way to kill this thing.

In the midst of the crisis, Chen Zhan grabbed a bottle full of bird vodka again.

A little finger was held out towards the drunkard.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you when I say wine in a glass? I'm telling you, against you, a little finger is enough. ”

The drunkard came interested.

The black parchment roll stagnated.

In fact, it had already seen that the monk in front of him was a coward.

Like other male drinkers it observes, it is a bear bag that can only be bullied by women, and does not dare to violate other people's seeds.

Especially a coward who doesn't drink.

Just drink it to death and harvest the souls of the weak.

"Oh? In your words, you're bragging×. ”

Chen Zhandao:

"I repeat, I can drink you with one little finger."

"To deal with a hybrid foreign thing like you, we have to use the purest power of our Xia Kingdom."

"It's not the 'White Emperor Holy Sword', it's the '6-Vein Divine Sword'."

With this sentence spoken.

A prompt came from the system:

"The host played the meme successfully."

"Host, you have unlocked the Drinking Divine Skill, the 6-Vein Divine Sword."

"Host, you have opened the little finger meridian of your left hand."

Chen Zhan's spirit was inspired.

"That's right, this is it!"

Back then, under the pen of Jin Yong, Duan Yu and Qiao Feng hit it off at first sight and competed in drinking.

Qiao Feng is not drunk with a thousand cups, but Duan Yu is not strong enough to drink.

Duan Yu looked embarrassed after drinking a few glasses.

Qiao Feng thought that the wine glass was too small, so he replaced it with a large bowl.

At this time, Duan Yu is not an opponent.

But his six-vein divine sword is superb, connecting the meridians.

With an idea, he stretched out a little finger under the table, and exercised the wine to drain the wine from his body along his fingertips.

Qiao Feng didn't know.

In the end, each person drank 40 large bowls and formed a friendship.

Known as a thousand cups.

In response to that sentence, there are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant.

But today, Chen Zhan will not make friends with alcoholics, but will compete to see who can drink better.

Chen Zhan first sprinkled some wine on the wound and rinsed and disinfected it.

Ditch the glass and replace it with a bottle.

Continue to take the wine in your right hand and drink it all in one go.

The drunkard's eyes lit up.

I don't know why this kid suddenly became wild.

He also gave up the glass, picked up the bottle and drank it all.

began to fight with Chen Zhan for wine.

At the beginning of the fighting, there is no reason to stop.

A man and a ghost hold a bottle of wine, "tons and tons and tons", and a bottle of bird vodka.

Chen Zhan drank even more preoccupied, and the wine was excreted through the meridians through the hanging little finger of his left hand.

It's like a funnel, tons and tons on top, and a bang below.

Fortunately, there is a floor drain on the bar floor, otherwise the wine would have flowed into a river.

Soon, each side drank dozens of bottles of Little Bird Vodka.

Chen Zhan continued to take the wine.

But the drunkard began to go up.

It felt uncomfortable, but at this point, the deadly attraction of the bird vodka began to come into play.

Plus the restrictions of the fair duel contract it has established.

It drank so much that it couldn't stop, but the other party was drinking.

Hurriedly reached out to pull the wine bottle in Chen Zhan's hand.

Chen Zhan's eyes widened angrily, glaring at the drunkard.

"What? Stealing alcohol, right? ”

The drunkard's momentum weakened suddenly, and his eyes were blurred like a weak drunk.

"No, no, friend, slow down, drink slowly...... Eat some gaba...... Chat ......"

Chen Zhan saw that the drunkard was listless, and smashed the luxurious bottle of foreign wine.

The bottle shattered and crackled.

Chen Zhan questioned the drunkard:

"I ask you, who sent you to make trouble!"

This time, the drunkard did not say that it was a secret, and immediately replied timidly:

"A master asked me to come, with a fake white beard and a robe, with several bars printed on it, and gave me a piece of money every day, to let me come here to stir things up, but not too much, in order to take the luck of this boss......"

Listening to the appearance described by the drunkard, the clothes printed with three bars are gossip clothes.

"Shengtian?"

Chen Zhan immediately thought of the Shengtian Daoist who did evil in the Luo family, and the method of giving money to the ghost was the same.

It seems that this guy is really a habitual offender, using the identity of the Daomen to harm people everywhere, and he doesn't want to lose face at all.

In addition, the word luck appears in the mouth of foreign drunkards, which is very funny.

But Chen Zhan didn't understand the operation method, so he asked:

"How do you get lucky? Be specific. ”

"I don't know the specifics, luck is a thing in your country, I only know that it is similar to luck and bad luck, probably related to other people's evaluations, and things encountered."

"How did he find you?"

"I usually hide in the mountains in the western suburbs, and I accidentally bumped into him."

"Why are they targeting the Luo family, what organization do they have, and what purpose do they have?"

"I only collect money to do things, and the master only gave me seven coins, today is my last day to come, I will not come again in the future."

Chen Zhan didn't believe his nonsense:

"What's the use of the money you receive? Where to use it? ”

The drunkard's eyes rolled.

"This thing doesn't work, I just like it, and I don't know where to use it."

Chen Zhan did not forget to observe his words and expressions when he spoke, and immediately realized that it was lying.

"Looks like you haven't drunk yet."

With that, he immediately picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.

If you add divine power to yourself, you are tantamount to drinking yourself.

The drunkard was forced to pick up the wine and drink it violently.

It only drinks and does not drain, and its belly is already round.

Chen Zhan saw that there were no more bottles of bird vodka left.

Worried about the loss of the attractive effect contained in the meme.

Hurriedly looking for wine, in the wine cabinet on the entire wall, except for a few bottles located in the C position, he did not move the hundreds of thousands of wines at a glance, and the rest were all moved out by him.

Stooping down and pulling out a few more crates of beer from under the bar.

Prepare for a depth charge and drink it with bird vodka.

Chen Zhan blew a few bottles in a row.

The drunkard had no choice but to take the trick and blow a few bottles.

Now my belly is rounder, as if it is about to burst at any moment.

On the road, Luo Xinyi sat in the car.

The mouth becomes an O-shape.

Half of the footage in the surveillance has been filled with wine bottles.

Chen Zhan's surroundings are piled up with wine bottles, and the Hydros Bar is like a garbage dump for wine bottles.

And the wine bottle next to the invisible thing also fell into a hill.

It even outlines a beer belly in the shape of a human.

She had never seen such a brutal drinking scene.

A bottle of high-altitude foreign wine, put on any ordinary person, is tantamount to dying dozens of times.

But Chen Zhan did not change his color one by one.

Although some cows chew flowers, they can also be called unprecedented and wonders of the world.

The day before yesterday, when she and Chen Zhan were drinking, they thought that the other party was not strong enough to drink.

It turned out that she was taking care of her face and giving in with her heart.

Luo Xin's favorite man who has a good amount of alcohol is the most.

At this time, Chun's heart sprouted, and he was unconsciously attracted by Chen Zhan's masculinity, and swallowed his saliva.

More than a dozen cases of beer were eaten again, and the more Chen Zhan drank, the more energetic he became, pressing the drunkard's head and teaching the other party to say the wine order.

"Brother, don't drink your vodka all the time, I'll teach you how to know our beer."

"Read with me, Qingdao doesn't fall, I don't fall, I don't float if the snowflakes don't float, Yanjing doesn't break, I don't get drunk, a few bottles of Wusu are appetizing."

The drunkard reads:

"Qingdao doesn't fall, I won't fall ......"

As soon as he read this, he fell to the ground, his limbs convulsing.