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Chapter 117 What are you looking at? Congratulations to the first elder, the old uncle!

(Thanks to the lovely book friend Lao Shu who loves diving for the huge reward of 20,000 starting coins, and for being promoted to an elder. I am very grateful. I will give you this chapter first, and I will add more by typing on the keyboard.)

Wine strengthens the liver and gallbladder, but in equivalent terms, wine strengthens the liver and gallbladder.

To describe it, it means that people who are usually timid and cowardly are paralyzed by alcohol due to the reticular body of the brain, resulting in hyperfunction of the cerebral cortex. They can even be unable to control their own language and actions due to excitement, and do things that they dare to think or dare to do.

The ancients before the Catastrophe called the abnormal state of daring and arrogance caused by drinking too much alcohol "Jiu paradox".

It is believed that this is due to the strong and rapid nature of alcohol, which causes Qi to flow upward and fill the chest, resulting in temporary excess of Liver and Gallbladder Qi.

There is always a small group of people who are incompatible with the general environment. To put it nicely, this is called Qingliu.

Everyone gets drunk even if they are not drunk. When Huang Dashan was drunk, there were always a few pairs of eyes roving behind him from time to time, watching with cold eyes as they pointed and whispered.

Master Shan was already very dissatisfied with that small group of independent and aloof hunters, and now his blood was boiling and his temper was ignited. He turned around and yelled,

"Silly beep, what are you looking at?"

"Look at you!"

Mr. Shan grinned a ferocious smile, "What are these bunch of bitching girls pointing at you and whispering to you, Mr. Shan?"

"Tsk," a thin man in the hunting team over there sneered, "You drank some horse urine and don't know your own name anymore? It's none of your business to talk to grandpas?"

"I've been looking at you little brats for a long time, pointing and pointing, so what? Do you have any objections to the grandpas?"

"The master who gossips behind your back, what else is he if you don't have a bitch?"

"Maybe what they have underneath is as soft as the base of their ears..."

"Hahaha"

Everyone was sarcastic and sarcastic.

Several people over there suddenly dropped their faces and shouted, "Huang Dashan, don't go too far!"

Mr. Shan stood up loudly, holding the wine jar.

"Hey, chicks, do you need Master Shan to teach you the principles of the wilderness?"

The thin man over there came out, "Oh, I really want to know what the rules are in the wilderness. Have I, Zhao Jun, ever dealt with them?"

Shan Ye twisted his neck and made a series of bone explosion sounds. He walked up to the man and looked down at him, "Shan Ye tells you! The truth of the wilderness!"

"Boom!"

Everyone heard a loud bang like thunder, and a large ball of blood burst out from the man's forehead, and he lay down without saying a word.

"good!"

"I, Master Guanshan, have mastered the iron-tou skill. I have practiced it to the point where the two ends are as strong as fine steel and the top of my head is indescribable. I admire you, I admire you! I am ashamed of myself..."

Someone shouted, "Why two ends?"

"Rookie... come on, come on, whoever has a suitable girl, I can get one for this innocent little chick. It will be a big advantage."

"Ha ha."

"I actually know Xingling from Chunfeng Tower. She has big buttocks and smooth breasts. She walks like a coquettish girl. Hmm... Young man, please wait for grandpa to take you there another day. Maybe Miss Xingling will be able to wrap it up for you if she is happy.

Big red envelope!”

The somewhat delicate-looking young man always felt that something was wrong, "Chunfeng Tower? What kind of red envelope?"

The man winked and said with a lewd smile, "You little chicken, what a once-in-a-thousand-year chance!"

"enough!!"

The team over there finally had enough of their neglect and roared angrily, "Huang Dashan, if you don't give me an explanation today, you won't even be able to walk out of this gate. Brothers, you guys! Do you really think our Dark Blade team is easy to bully?"

?”

Mr. Shan rubbed his forehead, it was a little painful and a little red from the headbutt.

"Explain? Account for your grandma!"

Huang Dashan's burly body swayed, staggered and fell to the ground, as if he was about to plunge into the soil.

Halfway through, he twisted abruptly, put his arms behind his head, and put the wine jar under his elbows, forcefully pushing him up from lying on his side, and put one leg on top of the other, creating an infinitely enchanting sleeping position.

The beauties are available for you to choose from,

"Well, come on, little lady~"

"puff!"

Bai Qiong sprayed the head of a hunter in front of him with his first sip of wine. The man suddenly didn't realize it and his palms turned red.

"Okay, what a good place to watch the fire from the other side!"

"Fart, this is clearly a textbook standard way of making love with the flying sand!"

The five people facing the dark blade almost went crazy, and they all rushed towards Uncle Huang, using their fists and kicks to make a fuss.

Shanye twisted, and a lazy donkey rolled on the ground to avoid several oncoming big feet. He picked up the wine jar and just caught a fist.

"Snapped."

Shan Ye stretched out and slapped the trapped hunter on the face with a snap, and the huge slap mark stood out on his face.

Mingming's eyes were red and misty, his steps were staggering, and from time to time he would let out a few loud wine belches. He seemed to be lying on the ground and vomiting at any moment, but he was able to move among the five second-level evolved people with ease, erratic from left to right, and his figure was uncertain.

, not even a punch or kick fell on him, the scene was very strange.

Everyone kept rubbing their eyes,

"what happened?"

"Have those idiots become stupid after eating barbecue for several days in a row?"

"this..."

Bai Qiong sighed, "It's like this every time."

Shen Feng came over from nowhere and stared at Shan Ye's strange movements like a drunkard dancing with bright eyes, "I didn't expect that Shan Ye was still hiding so much!"

"Forget about that drunkard. Every time he drinks too much, he has to fight for a while. It's obviously nonsense, but he insists on saying that this is a magical skill passed down before the catastrophe. What is it called Drunken Fist?"

Bai Qiong pointed helplessly at Master Shan, and saw Huang Dashan staggering forward, holding the wine jar, swinging it low to the ground, flying a hunter into the air, nosebleeds spurting, holding the jar crookedly, and posing motionlessly, rushing

Everyone twitched their fingers,

"Awesome or not?"

"Awesome!"

"Isn't it great?"

"sharp!"

"Where's my applause and cheers?!"

The group of spectators were quite cooperative and cheered with all their might.

"good!"

"Master Shan is mighty!"

Bai Qiong rubbed his temples, "He calls this Taibai's drunkenness... Well, this is called Lu's Kicking Shrimp or something like drunken beating of the mountain gate. It sounds like it! Why haven't I seen you these days? What?

When has the time come?"

"A few days ago, Zhou Zi and the others went to get some tendon-opening herbs. I suffered some injuries and lay in the car for four days. As soon as I got up, there was a lot of excitement... Hey, Master Shan's boxing skills are so drunk.

Drunken, it looks like he is stumbling and swaying, but his techniques, footwork, and body skills are actually very deep. It should really be an unpredictable Kung Fu, Drunken Boxing? What a good name! It’s amazing, it’s amazing!”

"..."

"Are you serious?!"

Shen Feng affirmed, "Of course! I will have to ask Master Shan for advice some other time."

Bai Qiong first patted Shen Feng on the shoulder, "Then you have to seize this opportunity tonight. He only behaves like this when he drinks too much. Ask him again tomorrow morning and make sure he doesn't even know the word drunken fist."

Will remember."

Shen Feng's eyes widened, "Is there such a thing?"

Bai Qiongshou also frowned, "Strange to say, haven't you noticed that the origin and aura of evolved humans in Master Shan have disappeared, and now he is just like ordinary people...or, in other words, the same as ordinary people. You warriors look alike!"

Shen Feng remained silent, lost in thought.


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