Chapter 143 Everyone is drunk

Shen Suchi, who didn't know much about wine, asked the counter lady to bring a few bottles of beautifully packaged Maotai. Although Shen Suchi, who is familiar with the price of wine, knew that Maotai was not the most expensive wine here, he still chose Maotai. She didn't know whether Ye Hetu could drink foreign wine. After thinking about it over and over again, she decided to send it to China. After producing Maotai and drinking Maotai, she thinks that the taste of Maotai is really good, and the exquisitely brewed famous wine is still qualified to move to the wine table.

"Maotai?"

Ye Hetu saw the two dragons flying and phoenix dancing calligraphy on the wine bottle, and his eyes lit up. The simple font was vigorous and powerful, and there was a style around the wine bottle, which was quite different. This handwriting must come from a famous person. Without studying calligraphy for decades, it is definitely impossible to form this style. It can be seen that Maotai has put a lot of effort into packaging. The wine in it is worthy of the exquisite appearance, otherwise it is not worthy of its name.

These bottles of wine are specially provided for Ye Hetu and Ximen Xiongkui to drink. He Changfeng pointed out that they have their own other wines, and they have gathered together to drink before. They have no idea of sharing, but just stand aside and watch calmly. Drinking is the same as drinking tea. Only after drinking slowly can you taste the mystery. For those who have never drunk, drinking is a kind of suffering, and for those who are used to drinking, drinking is a kind of enjoyment. Only those who often drink can have a deep experience, and the language is indescribable.

Opposite Ye Hetu, Ximen Xiongkui casually chose a seat to sit down. He doesn't drink often, but it doesn't mean that he can't drink. He is not as fond of drinking as Lu Xiaofeng or Chu Liuxiang. For him, wine is just a pastime, not dependent, let alone addicted. So far, there has been no woman around Ximen Xiongkui, who has extreme emotional control. This kind of man is good if he doesn't love. Once he is loved by others, he will be trapped in it. A woman who can fall in love with Ximen Xiongkui will be deeply attracted by the momentum of Ximen Xiongkui. Every man has an indescivable charm for women.

Some men always lament that they are a cabbage, but no woman is willing to arch. In fact, maybe there is already a woman secretly paying attention to him, just because his face is not easy to speak. So most of the time, don't be busy sighing, but seize the opportunity and take the initiative.

The next second, the harvest may be a woman, or it may be an opportunity.

The two are different, but they are also a good harvest.

The wine is full. Ye Hetu has always paid little attention to these rules. He filled all the two glasses of wine until it overflowed. Ximen Xiongkui quietly looked at Ye Hetu pouring wine. A few drops of shiny wine overflowed on the table, which were all erased by Ye Hetu. He clapped his hands, picked up one of them up and threw it at Ximen Xiongkui. A glass full of wine flew in the direction of Ximen Xiongkui. At a distance of one meter, the speed visible to the naked eye, strangely there was not a drop of it. Ximen Xiongkui held it firmly. When the wine glass was catched by him, all the wine inside was about to flow out. Ximen Xiongkui's palm pinched slightly, and the rolling wine in the glass instantly regained calm. In this scene, only He Changfeng, who was standing next to him, saw some signs, and the others only saw Ye Hetu throwing wine glasses at Ximen Xiongkui.

"Bry?"

He quietly stared at Ximen Xiokui to take the wine glass. Ye Hetu smiled, regardless of whether Ximen Xiongkui expressed his willingness or not, he looked up and drank it all. He smacked his tongue and tasted good. Then he took the Maotai wine bottle and filled the empty glass in his hand again. He drank as drinking water. Ye Hetu's face was so calm that he could not see other visions.

Massive. Only a large amount can drink Maotai with a high alcohol content in one bite, and look at home.

Ximen Xiongkui was unwilling to show weakness. After drinking a full cup of Maotai, he was safe and sound. Putting down the empty wine glass, Ximen Xiongkui did not say anything. People who don't like to drink don't mean that they drink poorly. A man with an inferiority who can't beat a fart with a hundred sticks can also be amazing at the wine table. In 360 lines, each line has strange people and different elite talents in different fields. It is not surprising that there are all kinds of things in the world.

Another glass of wine stood quietly on the table. Ye Hetu patted the table. The empty wine glass placed on the other side of the table by Ximen Xiongkui was slapped by Ye Hetu and flew straight in the direction of Ye Hetu, making a group of onlookers look at each other. Even if they learn this smart technique for a lifetime, they may learn it. Don't come. Without looking at the flying wine glass, Ye Hetu picked up the wine bottle and poured the wine on the empty table. At the moment when the wine was poured out, the empty wine glass stood quietly under the wine bottle, and the wine poured out was all poured into the glass.

The magical computing power and position are so accurate that they can't be more accurate.

It's still very full. After filling, Ye Hetu took the opportunity to slap the table again. The two glasses of wine on the table did not overflow a drop, but the other glass of wine flew towards Ximen Xiongkui, which was enough to fend off everyone who was watching. Skill and accuracy, the Yehe diagram shows a mysterious and unpredictable level.

A cup of Maotai will soon bottom out. Ye Hetu, who drank a little heat, narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the mellow alcohol in his mouth. He asked Ximen Xiongkui, "Do you have anything to do with Song Zijian?"

Ximen Xiokui slowly chewed the meaning of Ye Hetu's words. He drank half a bottle of Maotai, but he was still not drunk. Perhaps the stimulation of Maotai was not much stimulation compared with the mean training. He was not impatient and said, "It doesn't matter."

"I'm not interested in managing Song Zijian's personal affairs, but if I let me know that you have an unclear relationship with there, I may kill your home directly."

Open another bottle of Maotai's Ye Hetu and say it with ulterior motives. This is just a warning to Ximen Xiongkui. There is no room for negotiation at that time. He has always done things like this. What he believes is a certainty, and no reason can change the result. Whether it is the Murong family or the Ximen family, they can't let Ye Hetu's idea be shaken.

"Why are you here?"

Ximen Xiongkui frowned and said that this was something he had never figured out. At this time, if you ask his doubts in his heart, maybe Ye Hetu will answer. Ximen Xiongkui, who drank half a bottle of Maotai, was still extremely calm, and even the details of his words reached the extreme.

"Soong Zijian is dead."

He did not continue to pour wine for Ximen Xiongkui, but kept pouring Ye Hetu for himself at will.

Ximen Xiongkui said no. Ye Hetu could appear outside his expectation, which showed that Song Zijian had some problems. After getting Ye Hetu's answer, Ximen Xiongkui was a little sober.

"He died in my hands."

Without showing regret or hatred, Ye Hetu said calmly.

Without a moment of hesitation, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Maotai, which is so sophisticated that it is brewed in dozens of processes, also has an addictive taste.

is sweet and spicy.

But this glass of wine.

It's bitter.

No one would notice. Ye Hetu gently closed his eyes at the moment he raised his head.

(Ps: By the way, A Shi drank too much again tonight. It is inevitable that it will break out in the next few days at the end of the month.)