People are in the heavens, starting from being wanted

Bao BuTong immediately turned ugly.

"this and that……"

He didn't expect to figure it out, and thought of his life motto of never admitting mistakes and never apologizing.

Clap clap clap.

This face hurts for a while!

Repent?

Then if it gets out today, wouldn't it make people in the world ridicule him that Bao Budong doesn't count for what he says, like a pig and a dog with no integrity.

How will he gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes in the future.

But if I admit it, then I will stick to it for the rest of my life...

a time.

The package is different and in a dilemma.

"Why, is it difficult to admit that you are inferior to others?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Zang Feng's mouth, and he joked.

"This, sir, can I change it?"

Bao BuTong sneered, admitting that he was inferior to others, and it would be impossible to beat him to death, so he thought of asking the other party to make another promise!

"It's really interesting that the famous Mr. Bao actually plays a rogue face."

"you……"

Bao BuTong was ashamed and indignant: "Hmph, I BaoTong is a man, how could I not keep my word?"

"Then admit it!"

"Admit it and admit it. I Bao Budong is not as good as you today. Is this the head office?"

Bao BuTong blushed and said indignantly.

Say it.

Glaring at Zang Feng coldly, he turned around and left the tavern with the knife in hand.

He didn't want to stay here any longer.

Otherwise, you have to find a seam in the ground and drill in.

No more booing.

But everyone focused on fortune-telling, and many people hurriedly stood up, "Mr. Tianji, do the math for me, I..."

"Everyone, here today."

Zang Feng was too lazy to talk to them and refused indifferently.

Although the crowd was unwilling, they still dispersed one after another.

at this time.

A rough and heroic voice came to his ears: "Mr. Tianji is really a great talent. He tells good stories. He even has such great divination skills. Qiao admires it. Could you invite Mr. Tianji to sit down and have a drink together?"

"The leader of the Qiao gang has invited me, so I will do my part."

Zang Feng smiled and nodded.

Qiao Feng was taken aback for a moment, but thinking of Zang Feng's different skills in playing just now, he smiled knowingly, and stretched out his hand: "Please!"

Zang Feng sat down calmly.

Qiao Feng quickly picked up the wine jar and poured wine.

"Come on, do it!"

"Done!"

The two didn't say anything, and they did it first.

Qiao Feng wiped his mouth with his hand and continued to pour the wine.

"Come on, let's do it again!"

Five bowls in a row.

Zang Feng's face was not flushed, and he was not out of breath. After all, the alcohol content in ancient times was not high, and his body was different from ordinary people. It's just that... not drunk after a thousand cups is not bragging.

The sixth bowl!

The seventh bowl!

The eighth bowl!

The ninth bowl!

After drinking the tenth bowl of wine, Qiao Feng hiccupped, looked at Zang Feng's calm and composed look, and was very surprised: "I didn't expect that Mr. Tianji is not weak in drinking, Qiao admires it. "

"That's because the alcohol content is too low. Master Qiao, would you like to try my wine?"

Zang Feng smiled and spoke.

"Oh?"

When Qiao Feng heard that there was wine, his eyes lit up, and he immediately became interested, "I wonder what kind of nectar does Mr. Tianji have?"

Zang Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Just took out a bottle of whiskey and foreign wine from the system warehouse.

"Ok?"

Qiao Feng's pupils shrank.

Change out of thin air?

After being shocked, he couldn't help but praise: "Sir, what a means of fame!"

"Tips for carving insects!"

Zang Feng: "Master Qiao, do you dare to taste my secret wine?"

After hearing this, Qiao Feng focused his attention on the whiskey. It was a kind of wine he had never seen before. It was very strange just in appearance, and asked curiously, "Sir, is this a drink from Fanwai?"

"This is brewed by myself in Tianji Pavilion. It is far more powerful than the wine on the market. Anyone who can drink this wine is a hero."

Zang Feng even picked up the bottle of whiskey and shook it, and Qiao Feng saw the deep-colored liquid flowing inside, which was completely different from the daughter Hong in his bowl. In addition to what Zang Feng said, Qiao Feng immediately moved his heart and said: "Sir, I wonder if Qiao Feng can have a taste of this heavenly wine?"

"Can!"

Under Qiao Feng's curious gaze, Zang Feng unscrewed the bottle of whiskey.

Just listen to the sound of 'bang'.

A smell of wine different from here wafted out of the bottle and got into Qiao Feng's nose, which surprised him: "This smell?"

I didn't know how to speak halfway.

The main reason was that the aroma of the wine was so attractive to him.

Zang Feng took the whiskey and poured some into his bowl, "My Tianji wine is very strong, you'd better..."

Don't swallow it in one gulp, it's easy to choke.

The words have not yet been uttered.

He saw that Qiao Feng had raised his head while holding the bowl.

"Good wine...cough cough cough."

Qiao Feng was talking soaringly, when he was suddenly choked.

But have to say.

The wine was indeed strong enough that it burned in my stomach.

"Sir, your wine is too powerful."

"Qiao Feng has drunk countless drinks. He has tasted daughter red, bamboo leaf green, Huadiao, Shaoxing rice wine and even palace wine, but there is nothing comparable to it."

Qiao Feng stared at the whiskey in Zang Feng's hand with scorching eyes, and he did not hesitate to flatter him.

"Hahaha."

Zang Feng smiled, thinking that there were still some vintage Moutais in the system warehouse.

That is the real fine wine.

Taking the whiskey, he poured another glass for Qiao Feng.

"Good wine!"

Qiao Feng gulped it down again.

gradually.

A bottle of whiskey bottomed out.

"Sir, actually, Qiao Feng has something to ask, hiccup..." At this moment, Qiao Feng had seven measures of whiskey in his stomach, and he drank so much Daughter Hong before, his face was flushed, his heart was filled with drunkenness, and he said He closed his eyes and fell asleep on the table.

Zang Feng had no choice but to smile bitterly.

Fortunately, Qiao Feng has deep internal energy, only half an hour later, Qiao Feng woke up, first glanced at the dark sky outside, then turned his head, and saw Zang Feng who was still sitting next to him, he quickly cleared his mind: "Sir, Qiao Feng lost his composure."

"It's okay, I'm an overbearing alcoholic, and it's normal to get drunk."

Zang Feng smiled indifferently.

then.

With a flick of the hand, a bottle of Preserved Moutai appeared in the blink of an eye. As soon as it was opened, the rich aroma immediately hit the nostrils.

"Zi Liu Liu!"

The liquid was golden in color, poured into the small wine cup he had prepared earlier, picked it up and took a sip.

"Sir, this wine is so fragrant, it's actually golden in color."

Qiao Feng was shocked when he saw that it wasn't the Tianji wine just now, especially the rich and lingering fragrance, which seduced the taste buds to secrete water continuously.

"This wine is the secret legend of my Tianji Pavilion, and it is the best Tianji wine."

Zang Feng spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"Extreme heavenly secret wine?"

Just a top grade, which shows the power of this wine.

Qiao Feng's heart beat again.

"By the way, before you got drunk, did you ask for something?"

After Zang Feng had a panoramic view of his longing expression, he secretly smiled and changed the subject very cleverly.

After his reminder.

Only then did Qiao Feng quickly suppress his covetous desire for the top-quality Tianji wine, with a solemn expression and a serious tone: "Qiao Feng would like to ask Mr. to find out who killed my deputy leader of the beggar gang. No matter what the promise is, come on!" From the mountain of swords to the sea of ​​fire, I will not hesitate."

"Sect Master Qiao can promise anything?"

Zang Feng knew it with a smile and said.

"A man's words are hard to follow!"

Qiao Feng clasped his fists and replied.

"I can help you deduce that who killed Ma Dayuan, but...you need to exchange the martial arts of your beggar gang, are you willing?"

Whether it is the Dog Beating Stick or the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Gang, they are all very extraordinary.

Especially the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon!

He must have it.

Qiao Feng frowned slightly when he heard the exchange of martial arts from the Beggar Clan, "This."

The gang of beggars has been trained.

The dog-beating stick method and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can only be learned by the master.