"Then, let's do this! Show us your skills. [,ka~ /" Chen Ming asked curiously.

The Huo Yun Evil God immediately strode out, cleared his throat, and shouted loudly: "Every martial art in the world can be defeated, but speed cannot!"

"Definitely..."

Chen Ming quickly stretched out his hand to stop this guy from continuing to look down, and said angrily: "I told you to keep your hands open, why are you trying to fix these lines for me? Are you going to have another line later? That's

The first snow in 2002 came later than in 2001?"

"Oh, you told me earlier! Just look at it." After the guy finished speaking, he looked around and finally stopped on the table. Chen Ming also followed his eyes and found that there was something on the table.

A glass of beer.

"Gudong!" He swallowed. Chen Ming's expression was very serious, and he looked nervously, waiting for the Fire Cloud Evil God to do something amazing.

As a result... this bastard walked over directly! He grabbed the wine glass, raised his head, and drank it all. After drinking, he burped loudly with satisfaction, and said with satisfaction: "Good wine! Good wine.

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"It's your uncle! Did I pay to invite you to drink? Is this a trick?" Chen Ming felt that he was so good-tempered that he was about to go berserk in front of this guy.

"Boss! Boss, calm down~~ Calm down!" The broom head on the side quickly grabbed the furious Chen Ming, fearing that he would be in trouble if he missed and slapped the "Mediterranean" old man to death.

"I asked you, do you have any serious guy? Hurry up! Show your hands and see." Asura on the side was afraid of Chen Ming's "volcano eruption", so he hurriedly called out to Fire Cloud Evil God.

The guy scratched his face helplessly and said reluctantly: "Hey, I really can't do anything to you! Well, I'll just show my hand."

After saying that, under Chen Ming's gaze, the guy took a deep breath, then walked over and grabbed the wine bottle. Chen Ming thought he was going to perform "Head-Crushing the Wine Bottle". Who knew... The Mediterranean uncle was so calm and composed?

, and poured another glass into the empty wine glass.

"Bang!"

Just when Chen Ming was about to get angry, the guy suddenly flew up and kicked the table directly. With such a huge impact, the wine glass was thrown into the air, and the drink was everywhere.

It was everywhere. Then, what shocked Chen Ming was that at this moment, a shocking scene appeared.

The Fire Cloud Evil God was very fast and raised his hand to grab the wine glass. Under Chen Ming's attention, his flesh could not keep up with the speed of his hand. When the table overturned and the contents on it were scattered all over the floor,

Looking at Huoyun Evil God's hand, a glass of beer is still firmly in his hand.

What did this guy do just now? The moment the thing rolled and flew up, he grabbed the wine glass with lightning speed; then, at an unbelievable speed, he caught the spilled wine in mid-air.

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"Every martial art in the world can be broken, but fast ones can't!" Chen Ming finally believed this sentence after seeing the performance of Fire Cloud Evil God. He had always been conceited and his speed was quite fast; however, Chen Ming

Ming asked himself, it was completely impossible for him to achieve the level just now.

At least, even if he caught the drink, he would still have to spill most of it.
Chapter completed!