Chapter 758 The second kind of super must-kill

The drunken scholar shrugged his shoulders, "I can't afford to lose that face. Isn't it wine? Can I be a drunken scholar!"

"Really? I really want to see your level of eating and drinking for nothing. If you are beaten, I don't care!"

"Cut, who am I!"

Then the drunken scholar took him to a gorgeous restaurant, which is the largest restaurant in Haokjing.

As soon as he came in, the waiter looked at the drunken scholar's eyes a little slanted. A depressed scholar with a child was poor no matter how he looked at it.

But after thinking about it, no one dares to eat the overlord's meal in the territory of Haokjing, so I put up with it.

"What would you like?"

Smell the wine, the drunken scholar's greedy worm is gone. "First, eat ten jars of good wine, and then get a plate of peanuts for this boy."

He stared at the drunken scholar. The stingy man only deserved to drink cold water, but the drunken scholar completely ignored it.

"You're not funny, are you? Our wine is so powerful that ordinary people pour it in one jar."

The drunken scholar stared at the waiter, "Let you take it. It's so verbose."

The people around have eaten and drunk, so how can drunken scholars bear it?

The waiter didn't say anything. Soon ten jars of wine came up. The two jars were placed on the table, and the other eight jars were stacked on the ground. This is the practice of the Diotheon restaurant. It has always been as much as it is. I'm not afraid of what I can drink, but I'

Then a small plate of exquisite peanuts was placed in front of him.

The drunken scholar took the plate of peanuts in front of him again, and took two from them and put them in front of him. Then take the rest.

"Isn't this my invitation?"

"Please take a look. I'll eat it. Anyway, you don't like it. Don't waste it."

He is not old, he can't laugh or cry. The reputation of the poorest ghost and stingy in the world of cultivation really lives up to his reputation. This girl can press out all the magic weapons on his body when drinking.

The wine jar opened, and the strong fragrance of the wine flew out. The business of the Dike God Restaurant was very bad for a period of time, but with the first dojo, it became popular again. After all, the wine itself is still very good.

The drunken scholar picked up the jar and didn't use the bowl. He drank the jar of wine to his mouth.

He shakes his head. He is really an alcoholic. One day he will die drunk in the wine jar.

A depressed scholar drank in the jar, and a child beside him ate marshmallows and played with two peanuts.

A jar was all eaten in a moment, and not a drop was spilled out.

The drunken scholar wiped his mouth and swallowed the last drop into his stomach. Although it's not as good as the old man, it's reasonable. Haokjing is really a good place. Any restaurant has this level.

Then he opened the second altar again. Before long, the second altar went down again. There was still not a drop of waste. The drinkers around him stopped and stared at the strange combination.

The third altar... the fourth altar...

In a blink of an eye, the ten jars drank up like this. The drunken scholar really became a drunken scholar, and his face turned red. He looks satisfied.

"Check out!"

The drunken scholar waved his hand very proudly, saying that the wine was strong and cowardly, which was not bad at all.

He stood up and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going, kid?"

"I'm going to boo." He is not old and stares at the innocent big eyes.

No one will embarrass children, let alone such a lovely child.

"Guest, a total of 100 gold, that plate of peanuts is for you." The waiter kept a bright smile.

The drunken scholar had a drunken hiccup. One hundred gold, it's not expensive, but I don't have money.

"Guest. You're not joking. You don't have money. Why are you drinking?" The waiter made a gesture and immediately there were four people, obviously monks.

"Although I don't have money, I have something to mortgage. How about my clothes? If I can change 10,000 jars, I'll put it on you. I'll redeem it when I have money."

The drunken scholar said very proudly.

The waiter took a look at the faded clothes on the drunken scholar, "You really have the courage to come to us to drink overlord wine and clean him up!"

As soon as the four monks rushed up, they directly knocked down the drunken scholar. A group beat him violently, and soon the drunken scholar was released.

The waiter frowned, "Don't kill him, bad luck, throw it out!"

The drunken scholar did not resist, so he was thrown on the street.

"If you dare to come next time, break your dog leg!" The thug said fiercely.

He threw two peanuts not far away, one by one into his mouth.

But only one fell into the air, and the other one was taken by the drunken scholar, stuffed into his mouth, and tasted it carefully, with a happy face.

"Is this what you call the method?"

The drunken scholar didn't care. "We have the same thing, and it's not that I don't pay, but they don't want it. Don't you think my clothes are worth ten jars of wine?"

I'm not old, I'm speechless, "You're cruel. There are so many things you can handle all over your body. Without clothes, can you run naked!"

The drunken scholar has a taste of pointing to the country, "The gentleman is frank, the villain hides forks, and life is to come and go bare. I'm called returning the original me."

"I'm a little sorry for your face. My team should be a little normal!"

"Look at my momentum, how masculine I am, which can enhance the masculinity of the team!"

Drunken scholar has a femoral chest muscle. In fact, he is flat, and a drunken person is omnipotent.

The two were talking nonsense. Suddenly, the air froze, and the drunken scholar's eyes calmed down.

I don't know when there was a group of monks shrouded in black and walked straight towards the two.

"I'm not old or small. I've been looking for you for a long time, and I thought you were dead. God treats me a little.

There was no fluctuation of life on the group of monks in black. It was dark in the hood, but a faint light flashed in their words.

You are not old and smiled, "You are not dead yet. It's good to lie in the coffin and be honest. Why do you come out to make trouble?"

"The tone is still so big. A lot of old friends have come this time. Wash your neck and wait."

The man in black did not stop talking, and a group of people disappeared into the street.

The drunken scholar curled his lips and said, "Grandma, I felt something was wrong when I heard about the dead group. It turned out that it was really these monsters."

He sneered, "It seems that it's really fun this time. The news of our arrival in Gojing was leaked out by someone with intention."

"Three Immortals?"

No old, no small nod, "That's good. After living for so long, it's also a good thing to have the opportunity to calculate the old debt."

"Then you'd better find a few more people. I'm afraid the two of us will put our lives here."

The drunken scholar laughed.

No old and nodding, "What about you?"

The drunken scholar touched his stomach. "I was so scared by these dead people that I woke up. I changed to another family and continued to drink."

I can't help scolding... Damn it.

After drinking the god of wine, he naturally went to be a drinker. The altar given by the old man was the best, and he was not willing to drink it in the Qiankun bag. It is said that there are better.

The drunken scholar has long had the idea of visiting.

Drinkman, just the name, knows the way of wine better.

(There are still a dozen tickets left to break 100. It's quite a battle for everyone. Let's step over it easily!!!) ( To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to the starting point (.) Vote for recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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