The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 767 This Is the Bartender
Just when everyone was excitedly wanting to ask Chen Hao for a sip of cocktail, Zhou Hangfei jumped in from the window and rushed to the bar angrily.

Zhou Cheng followed closely behind.

Both of them had disdain on their faces.

Murong Chujiao came to the school to look for Chen Hao last time, which shows that the relationship between her and Chen Hao must be unusual.

Since there was a relationship, it was inevitable that Murong Chujiao's reaction just now was just a joke.

"Whether this wine is good or not, there is no credibility based on just one person's words. Besides, you, the belle of University Murong, have known Chen Hao yourself, right?"

Zhou Hangfei sneered, and continued: "Since we know each other, then there is no credibility."

Xia Qian looked at Zhou Hangfei and asked displeasedly, "Then what do you want?"

"What do you want?"

Zhou Hangfei curled his lips and glanced at the flagon.

"Isn't there still a lot of this wine? Give us a glass too. My uncle is a professional bartender and sommelier. If you are not guilty, give this wine to my uncle to taste. Whether it is good or not, You will know it in one bite."

The expression on Zhou Hangfei's face at this moment is quite smug, as if he won the 500 million lottery.

"There are a lot of people who want to cheat, eat and drink, who are you?" Xia Qian sneered.

"You..." Zhou Hangfei gritted his teeth angrily.

Chen Hao smiled lightly, took a wine glass, and poured a mouthful into the wine glass.

Zhou Cheng saw it, and thought that this kid was really stingy, and he really only gave him a mouthful.

However, one bite is enough.

Zhou Cheng straightened his collar twice, walked to the bar imposingly, and picked up his wine glass.

Take a sip of wine slowly.

Zhou Cheng frowned instantly.

"Uncle, how does it taste?" Zhou Hangfei asked anxiously from the side.

Zhou Cheng's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and he didn't utter a word for a long time.

Everyone in the bar was looking forward to Zhou Cheng's evaluation, but now they saw that he was stunned like a two hundred and five after taking a sip of wine, and they were very anxious.

Countless eyes all focused on Zhou Cheng.

I saw Zhou Cheng's body trembling slightly, and as time passed, the trembling became more and more intense, as if he had received an electric shock.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, his mouth was wide open, and saliva continuously flowed down the corners of his mouth.

As if there was some hallucination in front of his eyes, Zhou Cheng's feet moved slowly, moving forward inch by inch, and there was a tendency to jump directly over the bar.

The sound of swallowing saliva kept ringing, and many people were disgusted by his appearance, and turned their heads to avoid seeing him.

"Money, money, a lot of money!"

Zhou Cheng cried out excitedly.

Although he just took a sip of wine, Zhou Cheng had already entered the illusion.

In front of his eyes, countless red banknotes appeared, one by one, sweeping towards him overwhelmingly.

He dropped the wine glass in his hand, scratched in the air with both hands, and followed his feet forward, chasing towards the nothingness.

In the eyes of others, he grabbed clumps of emptiness and stuffed them into his arms desperately, looking like a mentally retarded man.

"Uncle, uncle!"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Hangfei was petrified.

Zhou Chengcheng seemed to have a sudden seizure, and his whole body became abnormal after drinking.

When everyone in the bar saw Zhou Cheng's abnormal reaction, they took pictures with their mobile phones out of curiosity.

When Murong Chujiao drank the cocktail just now, her reaction was not like this.

Her face was full of joy, and her whole body was completely relaxed. Why did she get to Zhou Cheng's place, and after drinking it, she became crazy to the point of insanity?
"Chen Hao, did you put something in the wine? My uncle, why did he become like this, tell me, what did you do?" Zhou Hangfei angrily scolded.

"As I said, the name of this wine is Fantasy."

"It's useless to stop talking to me about it, tell me quickly, what's going on with my uncle?"

Chen Hao pursed his lips: "The name of this wine is fantasy. People with different moods will naturally have different illusions after drinking it."

Zhou Hangfei obviously didn't believe that there could be such a wicked cocktail in this world.

He looked at the flagon beside him, picked it up, and poured it into his mouth.

"Gulp gurg" liquid poured into the throat.

There was a "click", and the next second, the jug was suddenly thrown out of Zhou Hangfei's hand.

Under the amazed gaze of the crowd, Zhou Hangfei looked like a two hundred and five, with a demented look on his face.

There were bursts of "hehe" sneer laughter from his mouth, and he fisted with both hands, striking the air violently.

The punch hit the air, and Zhou Hangfei staggered around in the bar.

While swinging his fist, he cursed angrily:

"Come on, Chen Hao, let me see if I don't beat you to death!"

"What are you, you are worthy of grabbing a woman from me!"

"You are an idiot, a hot chicken like you, it's not a problem for me to hit ten of them!"

Zhou Hangfei kept cursing.

The anger in his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.

There were quite a few people standing up to watch the show in the bar, and Zhou Hangfei raised his fist while grabbing one of them.

"I...I'm not Chen Hao...you're looking for the wrong person!"

With a "bang", the man dodged, and Zhou Hangfei's fist slammed on the table.

All the drinks on the table fell to the ground with a thunderbolt, and glass fragments splashed.

"Chen Hao, come here and see if I don't beat you to death!"

Zhou Hangfei didn't seem to feel the pain coming from his fist, he grabbed the wine bottle and was about to throw it at one person.

Chen Hao jumped out from the bar, snatched the wine bottle from his hand, and kicked him flying.

Zhou Hangfei was kicked several meters away, fell to the ground hard, and hit the back of his head against the wall.

A warm liquid slowly flowed out from the back of his head, and at the same time, his consciousness also recovered.

"Hiss—" He raised his hand in pain and touched it.

Seeing the blood stains on his hands, Zhou Hangfei's expression suddenly changed suddenly.

"What... what's the situation?"

Zhou Cheng also regained consciousness at this time, and the surprise on his face was no less than that of Zhou Hangfei.

The out-of-control scene just now made Zhou Cheng deeply realize that what Chen Hao concocted was really not an ordinary cocktail.

This cocktail called "Fantasy" can really make people hallucinate after drinking it.

However, different people will have different illusions after drinking it, which is where the cocktail is more magical.

"This is the real bartender!"

Zhou Cheng looked at Chen Hao and expressed his emotion from the bottom of his heart.

"A real bartender can make the wine that the drinker expresses, rather than simply drinking for a moment's pleasure. Although I call myself a professional bartender, but with Chen I'm nothing compared to Mr.

(End of this chapter)