Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Thousand Cups Are Not Drunk

The buffet was originally a relatively relaxed environment, but Cao Ping was caught by the group of frantic martial artists and said that he wanted to drink two glasses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info The martial artists asked the waiter for two cases of liquor, shouting to take turns to toast.

Usually when shooting, they can't complete many of Cao Ping's designed actions, which makes Cao Ping very sorry and has to reduce the difficulty, but this hurts the self-esteem of the martial artists very much, they just eat this bowl of rice, but they found that they could only eat some coarse tea and light rice, and the hard vegetables could not be gnawed by themselves, which was a slap in the face. If you can't beat it, you will naturally have to find your face back at the wine table.

However, they didn't know that Cao Ping's first warm five organs were the liver, so the hangover was naturally not a problem. After Cao Ping overturned a table of people alone, his eyes were still clear, and the martial artists were not convinced, and Zhuge Zhuge burned the fire on the side: You group of waste, so many people can't drink one of them?

Their table soon attracted the attention of the audience, wine has been a good product since ancient times, and good drinkers have always been praised by people, throughout the ages, emperors and generals, literati and ink writers are all good drinkers, not to mention martial artists. People who practice martial arts are already heroic and awe-inspiring, and they are even more heroic when they use wine to help their fun, and Director Wang is also a good drinker, but after a few drinks, he was scared away by these red-eyed people.

This wine soon rose to the dignity of the Yuan family class and the Cheng family class, and the martial artists of the Yuan family class all came around, and people kept getting under the table or live broadcasting, but if one was taken away, he immediately made up for it, and this formation had to overturn Cao Ping here.

Cao Ping really wanted to admit and end this farce, but the martial artists didn't agree, and they could see it at a glance if they could drink it, Qingpi shouted: "I don't need you to let me, I want to see how many of us you can drink!" Our Yuan family class martial arts are not much, but there is no cowardice!" The crew also came over, some of them also used their mobile phones to take videos, and when they heard Qingpi shouting, everyone was also very excited, and they all wanted to see how much Cao Ping could drink, and the young men in the camera crew also followed suit, shouting: "If you don't coax, go on!"

Sighing secretly, it seems that today will not be able to end well, Cao Ping simply let go and drank it. Anyone who drinks alcohol knows that when the wine is half-full, you will not feel the taste of wine when you drink it in your mouth, just like drinking water, because your taste buds have been paralyzed, and this is the most violent time to drink.

Cao Ping calculated, he was already two and a half bottles, but he was just a little drunk, and it was the first time he found that his alcohol consumption had grown to this point, and he drank for a while, and directly picked up the wine dispenser and said: "Okay, don't you just want to overturn me? It's too slow to take the cup, how about taking the wine dispenser directly? Two or two, five and one bottle! Dare to speak!"

"Damn! It's too arrogant! I'll leave it here today! You can overturn us all today, and we will obey you in the future except for the eighth master!" roared with a red face.

"None of our Yuan family class will not dare!

"There are so many of us who can't drink him, follow me!"

"Yuan Jiaban, each person has at least one wine vessel, don't embarrass me!"

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Seeing Cao Ping's blatant provocation, the martial artists of the Yuan family class all went up, shouting that they were about to come.

"Crazy! Crazy! These stupid boys! Aren't you looking for death by drinking with people in Wen Lian! I'm going to film tomorrow!" Yuan Lao beat his hands on the side, and was about to step forward to stop him, Director Wang grabbed him and said: "Eighth master, it's okay, I'm happy today, let them have a good time, it's a big deal to have another day off tomorrow, I want to see how much Xiao Cao can drink, haha!"

Yuan Lao said helplessly: "The most taboo thing to drink is to drink urgent wine, I know the amount of alcohol of those kids, that one point of wine is two taels, and half of the people who go down have to turn it over, not to mention Cao Ping, if he can drink it again, something will happen if he drinks it like this." ”

Director Wang said with a smile: "Eighth master, how many years have we been drinking, can we drink it at a glance to know, does Xiao Cao look like he is drunk? You know him better than me, since he dares to open this mouth, then he must be sure, besides, even if he can't drink it, he has to deal with his own bragging bulls!"

Seeing that Yuan Lao was still a little worried, Director Wang laughed and said: "Don't worry! I won't watch him have an accident when he starts work with me, I'll stop him when he's almost drunk." Only then did Yuan Lao relax his heart.

Over there, Cao Ping and Yuan Jiaban have already fought, Cao Ping grabbed the wine bottle in one hand and the wine dispenser in the other hand to clear the customs one by one, did not speak, let alone eat vegetables, and drank a glass when they met, Cao Ping drank it in one gulp, and the brothers of Yuan Jiaban poured it and their faces turned white, and if it didn't work, they ran directly to the toilet, and someone immediately picked it up. The first one hasn't slowed down yet, Cao Ping has already finished a circle, and he is back here, the first martial artist surnamed Wang, Cao Ping smiled: "Lao Wang, don't hold on, let's just be happy." Lao Wang's face turned white and red, gritted his teeth, raised his head and poured it down, but before he could swallow it, he covered his mouth and ran away.

Next, it can be described as a sentence of defeat, the Yuan family's class martial arts is like a stubble of leeks being overturned by Cao Ping in circles. At the end of the drink, Cao Ping couldn't remember how much he drank, and it wasn't until no one dared to sit down on the other side of the table that Cao Ping stood up slowly and said with a smile: "Is there anything else to drink?" No...... If I don't have me, I'll go back to sleep......" After speaking, he staggered to the elevator, and when he walked to the elevator entrance, Zhang Zhen came from behind and hugged Cao Ping, Cao Ping said with drunken eyes: "Brother Zhen...... Do you want to drink it too?......" After saying that, he laughed and burped.

Zhang Zhen frowned and said, "Damn, you're not drunk with a thousand cups! Do you know how much you drank? Nearly 12 bottles, white! Don't you want to die?"

Cao Pingluo smiled and stretched out his fingers to swing, and whispered: "Brother Zhen, you don't understand ......"

"Okay, okay, you know......" Zhang Zhen thought he was talking nonsense, so he helped him into the elevator.

Back in the room, Zhang Zhen helped Cao Ping to the bed and asked him, "How do you feel?" Why don't I help you go to the toilet and vomit?"

Cao Ping shook his head and said: "No, you can't vomit, grandpa said, if you vomit once, you will hurt your stomach once, I'm fine, don't worry, I'll get rid of the hangover after a while......"

What is the concept of 12 bottles of 56-degree liquor, Cao Ping is now even exhaling air is alcohol, Zhang Zhen couldn't resist, hurriedly ran to open the window, and said: "I'll go, I can't sleep in this room today, I'm going to reopen the room......" After speaking, he put the trash can at the head of Cao Ping's bed, and ran away.

Cao Ping was lying on the bed, the dizziness after drunkenness made him feel like the world was spinning, lying on the bed he felt that he was constantly spinning in circles, this kind of alcohol paralysis made him almost unconscious, in the moment before the coma, the internal qi in the dantian surged out.

Cao Ping's uninterrupted practice and pestering Zhang Ziyi to beat himself with secret energy every day made his internal qi more than triple that when he first came to Guangzhou. Under the nourishment of internal qi, his liver has become significantly different from other internal organs, it is more compact and round, full of vitality, and at this time, it is working at full strength to decompose alcohol.

But Cao Ping drank too quickly, a large amount of alcohol in the stomach continued to enter the blood, poured into the liver, and operated at full strength under the urging of internal qi in time, and could not convert so much alcohol at one time, the balance has been broken, the alcohol entering the liver has exceeded his current ability to convert alcohol into the liver, and his liver was inevitably damaged。

Moved his neck slightly, the bones in his entire body made a string of crackling sounds like firecrackers, Cao Ping lowered his head and felt the situation in his lower body, smiled evilly, and said in a lazy tone: "This idiot, he still looks like a child all day long, it's really nerve-wracking!"

And pointing like a front, Cao Ping easily sealed the meridians of the stomach with the technique of blood coagulation and sealing the veins, suspending the digestive function of the stomach, and the internal qi in the body seemed to be circulating in the body under the easy control of the docile good horse, Cao Ping closed his eyes, sneered playfully in his mouth, and lazily muttered: "What an idiot! Do you have to follow the old-fashioned practice method to warm up the five internal organs and six internal organs step by step, and also nourish the liver first? It is the king to warm the eggs first and then recruit the harem to collect yin and supplement yang! It's disgusting that I have to come in person!"

Cao Ping got off the bed, walked to the bathroom, spit out the wine in his abdomen, and at the same time, the internal qi in his body instantly turned into thousands of filaments and wound around the stomach, as if it was a precisely controlled scalpel to quickly repair the gastric mucosa of the stomach damage, cleaned it, Cao Ping wiped his mouth with a towel in disgust, and closed the bathroom door. By the time I walked to the mirror, the stomach wound had been completely repaired.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Cao Ping frowned and said: "You still want to take revenge like this? It's a big joke in the world, people drink so much wine as soon as they burn the fire, and they want me to wipe their buttocks, I really can't figure out why you have lived until now, people Jackie Chan may not treat you as his own, you treat yourself as a family class, and you don't want to start a Cao family class by yourself, it's really useless!"

Disgusted combing the internal qi, the internal qi at the moment was obedient like a sheep under Cao Ping's thoughts, Cao Ping sneered: "The talent is poor, the brain is not enough, and the ready-made shortcuts are not taken, and now a liver has not been warmed, and it is also deserved." Let me pull you!" As he spoke, Cao Ping controlled the internal qi to rotate rapidly, and almost all the internal qi in the dantian was about to be withdrawn, forming a tornado in the meridians, which was about to surge downward.

The phone rang, Cao Ping opened his eyes and saw that the strange pupils in the night revealed a trace of evil aura, and said, "Damn, this guy is going to wake up!" With that, Cao Ping lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and the internal qi in his brain slowly retreated, and the internal cyclone in the meridians was unable to maintain, and re-converged into the meridians.

Cao Ping opened his eyes in pain, rubbed his swollen and aching head, and took the mobile phone from the bedside with great difficulty, it was Zhao Liying who called.