unscrupulous angel

However, what Long Xiaotian did next almost drove Banham and hundreds of dwarves crazy.

Long Xiaotian threw Maotai hard to the ground!

Banham opened his mouth to stop Long Xiaotian, but unfortunately, it was too late.

"Prodigal! What a prodigal! How could you do this?!" Banham glared at Long Xiaotian, the raging anger in his eyes seemed to burn Long Xiaotian to ashes.

"My God! Such a good wine, what a pity!"

"How can this be? How can you do this?!"

"You...you will be struck by lightning!"

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Hundreds of dwarves were furious.

Although they had never drunk Moutai, but after smelling the aroma of Moutai, they could be sure that what Long Xiaotian said was absolutely true.

Moutai is indeed a better wine than Erguotou!

However, such a good wine was ruined.

If they didn't know Long Xiaotian's strength, they would definitely not be opponents, they would definitely have pressed Long Xiaotian to the ground and beat him up!

Long Xiaotian didn't pay attention to Banham and the hundreds of dwarves at all, only to see his right hand turned over again, and another bottle of Moutai appeared in his right hand.

With a sneer, Long Xiaotian raised his hand to continue smashing.

"Wait! Stop it! Stop it! You devil!!!" Banham roared hysterically, with a sad tone, as if Long Xiaotian was tearing his clothes, trying to moles him.

A very proud smile appeared on Long Xiaotian's face, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle, took a sip of Moutai, and felt so refreshed in his heart!

It was done, and once Moutai came out, Banham, the patriarch of the dwarves, finally couldn't hold on anymore.

"Patriarch Bannum, have you changed your mind?" Long Xiaotian looked at Banham with a smile and asked.

Banham gave Long Xiaotian a hard look, gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, I've changed my mind! Isn't it just to let our dwarves work for you? Yes!"

After a pause, Banham said again: "However, if our dwarves work for you, you can't just give us and Erguotou, we also have to drink... what is it called? Oh, it's Maotai! We still have to drink Moutai!"

Long Xiaotian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't it Moutai? No problem!"

"Long live the patriarch uncle!"

"Uncle, you are so kind!"

"The patriarch uncle is the best!"

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Hundreds of dwarves cheered in unison.