Everyone could also feel that Fang Ming, a great guy who seemed to be incapable of getting drunk, was finally a little tipsy. However, they did not mean to look down on him at all. Fang Ming only became slightly tipsy after drinking five jars of wine. It was shocking enough.
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Fang Ming, who was already a little tipsy, remembered the purpose of coming here. He immediately knocked on the table and shouted, "Where is the waiter? Come here quickly. I have something to ask you."
The waiter immediately trotted to Fang Ming and said respectfully: "Sir, you are drunk. Do you need my help?"
Fang Ming squinted his drunken eyes and said vaguely: "No, I'm not drunk. How could I be drunk? Excuse me, where is the blood pool? Can you tell me the detailed location?" [
Not only the waiter, but all the guests around him laughed out loud when they heard this. Fang Ming said "not drunk" while asking the most idiotic question. The blood pool is the holy land of their vampire clan.
From the time they were sensible, they knew the location of the blood pool, but Fang Ming actually asked where the blood pool was. What else could it be if they were not drunk?
The waiter suppressed his smile, stepped forward to support Fang Ming's body and said, "Sir, you are drunk. I will help you go to the private room upstairs to rest."
"No, I'm not drunk. Please answer me quickly, where is the blood pool?"
Fang Ming was indeed not completely drunk. His head was still very clear. Seeing that everyone thought he was drunk, he was happy and continued to pretend to be drunk. Otherwise, abruptly asking where the blood pool was would still give some clues to those who were interested.
Clueful.
He was so insistent that the waiter did not dare to anger Fang Ming, who was drunk, and quickly replied: "Sir, the blood pool is not far from us, at the top of the 'Red Blood Mountain'. Okay! I have already answered it.
It’s your problem, you should take a good rest!”
"Red Blood Mountain? What kind of mountain is it and where is it?"
The waiter had encountered many drunken and crazy customers, but this was the first time he encountered a drunk customer who actually asked some questions that all vampires knew the answers to. At this time, he was working, and the answer was no, and if he didn't answer, it was no.
I didn't know what to do, so I could only look at the shop owner for help.
The shop owner still respected Fang Ming, who could drink, and signaled the waiter to meet all Fang Ming's requirements. After all, those who sell wine need people like Fang Ming who can drink, so that they can make a lot of money.
, otherwise, if everyone doesn’t drink much, who will sell the wine he brews? If they can’t make any money, their whole family will have to drink the northwest wind.
After receiving the boss's permission, the waiter made up his mind and replied loudly: "Red Blood Mountain is the highest mountain of the Vampire Clan. It is located in the northwest of the city. If the fog does not block the view, we can all go up here.
See its majestic figure, and our clan’s holy land, the most famous blood pool, is on its top.”
Fang Ming looked in the direction of the waiter's finger. His eyesight was much better than that of the waiter. Through the thick white mist, he vaguely saw a peak towering into the sky. It turned out that the Red Blood Mountain was nearby, and the Blood Pool
It's right on top of it, and it's hard to find anything without even trying, but it takes no effort at all to get there.
After a drink, not only did he easily get the location of the blood pool, but what made him even more happy was that the blood pool was not far from him and he could reach it quickly. God was helping him.