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The first thousand one hundred and sixty-two chapters dance

"Snapped..."

Everyone's eyes are focused.

On the ground, a delicate porcelain bowl that was so thin that it was almost translucent kept spinning, making a very pleasant sound.

Being thrown so hard...

It’s not broken? There’s something in this bowl!

It was the first time that Wang Desan, the client, enjoyed the joint gazes of so many fifth-level bosses and Leng Moumou, the most destructive person to non-female friends in the entire base city. In just one third of a second, his whole body was in the same state as on the ground.

It's like a bowl that keeps spinning like a top.

As a strength-type fourth-level general dog warrior, even if he doesn't have the same status as the agility and defense types in his team, he is bound to panic.

The main reason why he was able to come to this place at this time was because of the support of a certain elder named Wang...

It’s a harmonious scene! Throwing bowls! Wang Desan, are you drifting?

There is no need to break the cup and claim to be a three-hundred-sword axe. At this time, a fifth-level boss who rushes to please Boss Lin suddenly pops up, and Wang Desan has to kneel firmly.

Mom, it would be nice to have a crack in the ground.

Wang Desan, who is usually a talkative and thief who hunts exotic beasts by talking about monsters and activating the atmosphere in the team, was completely stiff. His lips trembled for a long time without saying a single word, as if his mind was filled with lard.

"I... what... uh... hiccup~"

How dare he burp!

The big guys present were all infuriated. After all these years, normal people would frown even if they took a breath in front of them. Today, there was a guy who dared to face them in such an awe-inspiring manner.

Hiccups!

Lin Chou glanced at the bowl on the ground, and his smile was very amiable.

"Hmm, it tastes wrong?"

"Yes, yes! Uh...no...no..."

Wang Desan almost cried. These words are too easy for people to misunderstand. Are you right, Boss Lin, or is the taste of the food wrong?

Lin Chouxiao,

"The bowl has been lost, so of course it must have tasted bad~"

"No, no, it's very, very good..."

Lin Chou glanced at Wang Desan again, then suddenly turned to everyone and said,

"Drank too much."

Everyone: (q.) No?

You just drank too much. Boss Lin, are you trying to bluff us?

Huh...

etc!

Everyone took a closer look and saw that Wang Desan's face was as red as fire, his eyes were straight, his pupils were dilated, and his whole body was swaying unconsciously. There was a smell of alcohol when he was breathing.

Well...

"You really have too much emotion!"

I thought there was some plot involved in throwing the bowl...

Wei Tianxing blinked his small green bean-like eyes,

"This guy came here after drinking so much in the morning. Where did he get such a drunken addiction?"

As he spoke, he took a step away from Wen Chongjiu in disgust to show his disdain.

Wang Desan feels so deeply wronged.

"I didn't... I really didn't drink..."

No one believes it.

Wu Ke seemed to have discovered something, pointing to the empty plate with even the gravy licked clean.

"Bear meat..."

Then a group of people laughed wildly,

"Impossible, how bad does one have to be to drink?"

"I'm laughing so hard, hahahaha~"

"You look down on a fourth-order evolver too much. That's burnt wine!"

"Hey, Fatty, why did you grow another head?"

Wei Tianxing: "???"

The fat man looked at the guy who insisted that he had grown another head, and questions almost came out of his eyes.

What kind of mess is this? Lin Zi’s food is probably poisonous. Why is everyone suddenly acting abnormally?

The fat man had just taken a breath or two to think about it, when he saw the guy hit his head on the table with a thud and started snoring instantly.

Everyone: "!!!"

One, two, three...

Wen Chongjiu stepped forward with a solemn expression. This veteran drunkard who could get drunk even after one cup grumbled to check the state of the fallen person, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and took another breath.

"Well, it's indeed a lot. With bear meat and wine, level 4 is still too much. I'll probably have to sleep well for a few days before I wake up. I'll inevitably suffer from vomiting, diarrhea and a splitting headache."

"However, these guys are quite lucky. After waking up, their physical fitness should be improved to a certain extent. Well, it is like what is often said in novels, like washing hair and cutting marrow. If there is an illness, the illness can be cured but not to strengthen the body.

"

Everyone yelled,

"Can it still cure diseases?"

Wen Zhongjiu nodded,

"In my opinion, the effect of this wine paired with this bear meat will have a miraculous effect on some serious diseases and chronic injuries. Of course, it is only for those under the fifth level, like those of Mr. Zhao and Mr. Gao, so there is no way to designate them."

Wei Tianxing understands,

"The levels of Mr. Gao and Mr. Zhao are still too high. When will Lin Zi be able to make seventh-level ingredients? There is great hope for the two old men to recover."

Wen Zhong drank and glanced at him,

"Are you overthinking it? Are there any seventh-level creatures in this world?"

Wei Tianxing was not convinced by Qi Dao,

"Yes, but why not? Where did you put the virtual beast?!"

Wei Qingyu pouted repeatedly,

"Dad, aren't you being unreasonable? Void beasts are classified as zero-level creatures according to their origins. They are just very brutal in strength... Besides, how do you ask Xiao Linzi to fry a lump of mud and big rocks?

vegetable?"

Wei Tianxing hummed and stopped talking.

At this time, Lin Chou suddenly slapped his forehead,

"I must have picked up the wrong wine. The jars of Five-Colored Snake King Wine stored in the cellar were all soaked in Xiaoqing's snake gallbladder. I asked why the wine tasted a little wrong when I was cooking... That's probably the problem.

Already..."

There seemed to be a flash of light in Wen Chongjiu's eyes, and he said hurriedly,

"Is that the wine you gave Mr. Leng?"

"Are you cooking? I'll go..."

"I heard that after Mr. Leng drank that wine, he became a dragon, a tiger, a tiger, a tiger, a beast, and everything was useless, and it was not a problem to have sex with ten girls at night... Ouch..."

Some people were talking and then disappeared with a ouch, leaving only a big black hole in the place.

The brilliant and extremely dense metal, like a big python made of gold, slowly squirmed out of the big pit where Wen Chongjiu used to be, and disappeared back into Leng Han's cuffs.

.

Everyone was as silent as cicadas.

Wei Tianxing suddenly burst into laughter, like a wide and fat duck,

"Do you think it's true? Do you think the Ten Women of the Night are true?"

Whoosh!

Wei Qingyu and Leng Han looked closely at each other.

So everyone followed the eyes of the two heroines and looked at the fat man with pity.

pill!

The fat man's voice stopped suddenly, and like Wang Desan, he hoped to find a crack in the ground.

There are no seams on the ground.

But there are pitfalls.

So Wei Tianxing closed his eyes and jumped down.

"Ouch..."

"Ouch..."

"Damn fat man, are you sick? Are you adding insult to injury?"

"Do you have medicine? You're a fool! This is called falling into a trap and getting fat!"

"I put up with you just to give you face, so don't give in..."

"Want to fight?"

"I¥%%¥#You really do it??"

"Hey...eat my black tiger and take out my heart...eh...I'm sorry, I said it wrong, eat my monkey and steal the peach..."


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