As soon as Cai Gen nodded, Xiao Tmall started to take action.

It's been a while since I last ate noodles.

People who work are severely exhausted.

Those who watched the excitement also invested their emotions and energy.

That little noodle has already been digested.

Although it was a bit high-sounding in the name of seeing off Cai Gen.

But everyone is serious about cooking.

After the table is set, some canned beef luncheon meat.

What air-dried chicken sausage?

What about steamed buns, flower rolls and rice?

A whole table was set up, and until there was no room left, Xiao Tmall was still taking out the food.

It seemed that he was really rushing to see Cai Gen off and have his last meal, which was a very impressive attitude.

Cai Gen was not in the mood to take action.

After all, you are preparing a banquet for yourself, so it is not superfluous to prepare 7 plates and 8 bowls.

Looking at the dishes on the table, I really have no appetite, I just want to take a sip.

One is to relax a bit from the fatigue of traveling and traveling.

Second, drink more wine to give yourself courage.

I had a dream when I came to Iceland, and it seemed that the God of Pain had broken here once.

So the god of suffering is all a hurdle.

Can I go through it myself? There are really two opinions.

He grabbed Duan Xiaohong's small backpack and wanted to rummage through it for wine.

But a handful of melon seeds came out of it, and there were no hairs at all.

Is it such a coincidence?

By the time I wanted to drink it, it was gone.

Helplessly, he looked at Xiao Tmall to see if there was any wine in his inventory.

Xiao Tmall actually hesitated and said with concern.

"Master, please don't drink this wine.

It's not that I don't believe in your ability to drink.

The main reason is that your current physical condition is really not suitable for drinking.

My blood pressure is already high and my blood vessels are fragile.

It's impossible to make a mistake while drinking and having sex.

Besides, drinking too much will delay things."

Cai Gen felt as if he was immersed in the atmosphere of the banquet and said willfully.

"I'm about to start the banquet, and you won't let me have a sip of wine.

If you really don't come back, you will have to worry about it when you get down there.

Please hurry up and don't make me angry."

Xiao Tmall had no choice but to lower his head and rummage inside Yimu Monk. He thought he could find some beer to fool him.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find any beer. I only found a leather bag with the words "Mengdao Donkey" written on it.

After taking it out, I regretted it.

It was too late to hide it anymore, Cai Gen snatched it away.

Looking at the packaging, Cai Gen looked a little familiar.

When I went to Inner Mongolia on a business trip, many hotel bars had them hanging on them. I had never seen them or drank from them.

An imitation leather bag with three big characters printed on it.

Two liters holds 4 kilograms, which is quite generous.

Look at the degrees below, 71 degrees.

Cai Gen has never been good at chemistry since he was a child. After all, he studied liberal arts.

I really can't remember what the denatured alcohol is.

Anyway, this temperature of 71 degrees is quite scary, almost as good as watered down vodka.

Cai Gen didn't let anyone else, he opened the package, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip.

This degree is absolutely not false.

It was like a stream of lava flowed down from the throat and went directly to the lower abdomen.

This sip is a bit big, not half a catty but only three ounces.

Cai Gen couldn't help but burp.

Then I felt my brain was a little numb, and I went straight to the head.

And after drinking the wine, Cai Gen's nosebleeds came out immediately.

It looks like a fountain, quite spectacular.

Cai Gen had long been mentally prepared for such consequences and didn't care.

He took a napkin, rolled it into two balls, stuffed his nose, and then took another sip.

After half a pound of wine, Cai Gen's mental state suddenly became active.

The angle of looking at the problem is also more biased and divergent.

He started eating big chunks of meat, drinking heavily, and talking loudly to his friends.

They were all talking nonsense, as if what they said was not important, what was important was that they had to say something.

Everyone's emotions were aroused by Cai Gen, as if this was either a farewell drink or a banquet, or just an ordinary drinking party.

Everyone avoided all serious matters and deliberately downplayed the risks Cai Gen would face.

Only Loki was not very active, and could even be said to be depressed.

Logically speaking, he took the biggest advantage in this game. He was able to take away Puro's time, and he also found the feeling of being the God of Conspiracy. It really shouldn't be like this.

But Pro's curse kept echoing in his mind.

I have gained so much divine power, how much price do I have to pay?

What will you face?

Neither De Ma nor Shu Ma said anything, nor did Shuang Qing.

It's not that they don't know, it may be that they are afraid of scaring themselves after saying it.

If I give up temporarily and just lift the pole, will Tree Mother beat me to death?

He probably won't be beaten to death, after all, the friendship from the past is still there.

So do you want to try it yourself?

Anyway, De Ma is gone and no one is watching.

As if there was telepathy, Loki just backed down.

There is action on the tree mother's side.

A branch stretched out and stopped in front of Loki.

There is also a huge fruit on the branch, which is emerald green and looks like a big watermelon, but it is much bigger than the watermelon.

When Cai Gen saw this scene, he opened his drunken eyes and shouted vaguely.

"Second brother, what does Shuma mean? Are you giving us something to eat?"

You might as well serve me a fruit plate because I'm drunk.

"Chacha, hurry up, cut this thing open, and let everyone have a taste."

Before Loki could stop him, Chicha's kitchen knife was already swung.

Not to mention his good knife skills, he made a five-clawed golden dragon out of fruit pulp.

This big fruit plate, if it were really in a nightclub, you would definitely not be able to buy it without 500 yuan. Just the presentation is worth 300 yuan.

Cai Gen didn't even ask about the price. He stretched out his hand to grab it, put it in his mouth and started eating.

I only took one bite and was immediately stunned.
To be continued...