Chapter 172 The so-called horse stumbles and people stumble
Wen Chongjiu took a deep breath, "Then, I'm going to open the altar."
Well, feel free to be a demon... just do it.
As he spoke, he took out a small and delicate silver knife, inserted it along the gap in the mud seal, held up the wine jar with his left hand, shook his fingers lightly, and the wine jar began to rotate in his palm at a constant speed.
With a "pop" sound, the entire mud seal collapsed and fell into Wen Zhongjiu's hands intact.
A white air current visible to the naked eye hovered at the mouth of the altar for several weeks before suddenly disappearing.
"Damn it, there really is a dragon!!" Master Shan exclaimed, but no one remembered to answer his exclamation.
What was opened seemed not to be a wine jar, but an entrance to a bloody battlefield in an unknown space. The unbridled violent atmosphere seemed to coat the retinas of several people with a layer of scarlet, and it felt like the stagnant and sticky blood was there.
It flows around us, turns into rivers and seas, and turns into giant beasts that want to devour people in one bite.
Huang Dashan lowered his head and touched his nose, his hands were covered with blood.
"real or fake?"
Gao Xuan smiled bitterly,
"I almost can't bear the smell of alcohol. It seems like this wine... Mr. Shan, I'm afraid we won't be able to bear it. Alas."
Master Shan also sighed hypocritically, "Brother Lin, when can I drink this wine?"
"Of course it's level five!"
"No need to discuss?"
"No!"
"No room left?"
"Do not stay!"
"..."
drop,
"In order to increase the sales of our store, expand customer resources, and activate the atmosphere of the main customer group, this system has decided to increase publicity efforts and set up a temporary task: Colorful Snake King Wine Red Star Medal.
If a customer below the fifth level actively requests to taste the Five-Colored Snake King Wine, he will be granted a chance to challenge once.
If the challenge is successful, you can drink a glass of seven-coin five-color snake king wine and three-color snake wine and receive a snake king wine red star medal. The system will be responsible for avoiding most negative effects, including the possibility of death.
Regardless of whether the challenge is successful or not, please pay first and it will not be refunded.
Challenge project:
Each person is limited to one attempt per day to arm-wrestle with the host.
Snake King Wine Red Star Medal Attributes:
Increase the power of two stones in the right arm.
Solemn statement:
In order to ensure the fairness and justice of this challenge project, the host is prohibited from evading, cheating and retaining strength in various ways, and this system has the right to enforce it.
Additional passive skills:
When within the business scope of Lin's Restaurant, if a customer exercises the right to challenge, the host will 100% automatically answer the customer's challenge head-on and assume the standard arm-wrestling starting position, and execute it immediately.
Note: Go up, my unicorn arm!"
The so-called A Ke stabs the King of Qin, carried on his hairy legs, feel the call of despair, young man!
Lin Chou raced through the annual drama like a horse racing in his heart, and quickly recovered his mood.
Pretending to be annoyed by Master Shan's questions,
"Drink, drink, drink! Fight with me. If you win, you can drink. If you lose, get out!"
“It’s a deal!”
Gao Xuan continued, "It's hard to catch up with the horse!"
"Where is the gentleman?"
"Whatever!"
Lin Chou spread his hands, and the blue light of the ID card in his palm flashed.
"Ten thousand in circulation."
"..."
"Who's coming?"
"Of course I'll do it!"
Shan Ye had just been promoted to the third level of intermediate level, and he was a strength mutant. At this time when his confidence was bursting, he stood up, stretched his legs, twisted his waist, and stretched his muscles. He smiled evilly and stretched out his arms that were thicker than Lin Chou's waist.
"bring it on!"
The two hands are held together, like a young bean sprout sandwiched between the hoofs of a black donkey. The brutal style of the painting makes the listeners sad and the listeners weeping.
"Hey!"
Shanye roared, the muscles on his arms bunched up like a horned dragon, and you could even hear the horrifying sound of every muscle fiber in his arms tightening at the same time.
"...."
Lin Chou remained motionless, looking at Master Shan with a smile.
one second,
two seconds,
....
Thirty seconds later,
"Fuck...fuck..."
Mr. Shan lay on the table and took a few breaths, "You... you... tricked you Mr. Shan again... I think about it... you kid... punched with a weight of more than ten tons, I still...
I don’t believe it…”
"Boss Lin, let me try too, okay?"
Before I could see who it was.
"good."
Within a ten thousandth of a second, Lin Chou quickly answered and raised his right hand - this is a 100% automatic frontal attack?
The visitor was wearing a thick fur cloak and looked like a moving mountain peak, more than two meters high, forming a shadow on the boss.
After he took off his cloak, Mr. Shan realized that what he was wearing was not a cloak at all, but the toughest piece of cowhide on the back of the bull. The long velvet hung down and was regarded by everyone as a heavy coat.
The wandering demon wiped the sweat from his forehead,
"I dragged this bull for more than two hundred miles, and I almost ate all the meat on it. I didn't find a hunting team willing to bid, so I had to eat up its meat, cut it up and dispose of it, leaving the rest
Get the best piece of cowhide."
"Are you a lone hunter?"
"yes."
Master Shan took a breath, and as expected, he heard that lone hunters were all very powerful and ruthless, and rarely interacted with hunting teams. They even had their own black market for hunting prey.
This TM can just show up and take on at least a level 3 bullfighter?
The Wandering Demon chuckled and said, "Come on, be careful, I'm very strong."
"good!"
No strength seen,
"Boom"
The table made an explosion, and some of the joints inside had been crushed.
"squeak"
"squeak"
Their arms kept making numb sounds of muscle tightening and joint friction, as if one of them might break at any time.
Although the fist moves back and forth, the range is extremely small and the stalemate remains.
The two sides suddenly slowly withdrew their strength, and the Wandering Demon's eyes showed surprise and admiration.
"Boss Lin is so strong, but I lost."
Lin Chou smiled, "No, I lost."
Gao Xuan and Shan Ye shouted at the same time,
"Why? It's obviously a tie!!"
Lin Chou shook his numb wrist,
"I'm the banker. If it's a tie, of course I lose."
"..."
"..."
Could your reason be more outrageous?
Lin Chou took out another jar of colorful snake wine. This time, a small faucet was opened on the jar. He turned it gently and found exactly seven coins of colorful snake wine.
"This snake wine, at the fifth level, can cost up to seven qian. It can be mixed with the three-color wine. It can nourish the blood and cleanse the hair and cut the marrow. The effect is more than ten times stronger than the three-color snake wine. You must drink it in front of me. I will protect you."
No worries.”
Passing the wine glass to Wandering Demon's hand, "Of course, the money is non-refundable."
He took out another medal with a shining red star and said, "Well, a small prize is not a sign of respect."
The Wandering Demon rubbed his hands and sat down with a drink while Huang Dashan and Gao Xuan's jealous eyes ravaged him, "It goes with the tomahawk steak."
Huang Dashan spat out a mouthful of old blood, and then said, "Where is Mr. Wen??"
The wandering demon said,
"That fifth-level awakened person with blood spurting out from his body like a fountain? Just when you were wrestling with your arms, I saw him sneaking behind..."
"Fuck...shit..." Mr. Shan was helpless, "Unexpectedly, damn, I missed it, I missed it!!"
In the well in the back mountain, Wen Zhong drank the last bucket of well water while drinking freely, and put on a set of clothes that had been prepared in advance. "Sure enough, I am missing the Dao'er named Huang. Haha, you are still young when you fight with me."
"
After laughing three times and feeling full of energy, he went to the front hall.
"Boss Lin, this wine is the best wine in Mingguang. It's so happy, so happy!"
After Wen Zhongjiu left, a furry mushroom head emerged from the wet and blood-stained clothes on the ground.
"Jigujigu?"
A few hyphae shook gently, and the blood that originally swam and spread gradually gathered and condensed, forming a small pool of bright red.