Fat Tou lost to me in eating fruit in the afternoon and was quite unconvinced.
This time he came prepared and actually wanted to compete with me in a fist-guessing and drinking contest.
Two servants came in carrying a box of Red Star Erguotou with a temperature of 56 degrees Celsius.
The fat man smiled slyly and looked at me, asking "Do you dare?"
I blinked and looked at him, where did this guy get the courage to have a drinking contest with me?
I must satisfy your desire to be abused.
"Come" Ever since, the well-spoken boxing orders were heard enthusiastically in the European-style villa in Washington.
"Hey, dogs of Wudang Mountain, you can't even ride a horse; ride a bad motorcycle, let's go drink together, you lose, drink."
I handed over the cup proudly.
"Food and wine are expensive, so you have to get drunk.
In fact, you are ugly, but I just don't want to say it.
You have to be slow to punch me."
"Don't be shy."
"Okay, I'll let you go."
After a spicy mouthful, I turned over the glass and said, "Come again."
Actually, I don't drink much.
I'm a lot fatter.
But after those dozen cups, I was already dizzy and dizzy.
I turned my head away and slowly sobered up, feeling quite sober.
Something's not quite right.
With my usual drinking capacity, I should have just gotten excited and wouldn't have ended up like this.
The more silent he became, the more dizzy he became, and his vision became blurry.
Two scary words jumped into my mind, drug addiction I looked up and saw the fat man's face with a cunning smile, which further confirmed my suspicion.
This guy is really capable of all kinds of bad things, and he even drugged his drink.
He must have wanted to get me drunk and then sell Liu Yan.
This damn liar and profiteer I stood up unsteadily, gritted my teeth, reached out and grabbed Fatty's clothes, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
The fat man's eyes were red, and he smiled slyly.
The fat on his face trembled, and he said vaguely, "You are drunk.
I said you can't fight me.
Look, I can still drink."
As he said that, Fatty completely ignored me and grabbed him, and continued to pour wine into the cup.
It was just that he poured it for a long time, and all the wine poured on the table, and then flowed along the table and onto the carpet.
"I'm old, my eyesight is not good, I fell to the ground, hehehehe."
It seemed that the fat head was also drunk.
In that case, he was not drugged, so why did I get drunk so fast?
The more I thought about it, the more headache I got, but I heard the fat head say "Hey" in surprise, "Weird, why are there so many eight-legged little octopuses on the ground?"
"Octopus" I looked at the ground in confusion, "This is a spider."
"Spiders, I clearly see they have eight legs."
"Spiders also have eight legs, you damn fat guy."
"Oh, that's true.
Zhang Ma is getting more and more rude.
She doesn't even clean her room and attracts so many spiders."
People are weird when they are drunk.
To be honest, some things are quite clever.
The fat man was already so drunk that he could still figure out why there were such spiders in the room.
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As for me, I'm more pathetic.
I can't figure out why I got drunk so quickly.
"It's so hot."
Fatty was sweating profusely and took off his clothes.
I put his clothes on me, but still felt cold, so I put the sofa cover on me.
At this time, Fat Tou's watch clicked, and Fat Tou pressed it.
A human head actually appeared in front of him.
"Boss, a suspicious guy crawled into the manor with a huge spider.
Do you want to snipe him?"
"What, any desperate thief dares to come to my place to steal something?
Let me see if he has three heads and six arms."
"Yes."
The camera on the watch screen switched to the outer passage of the manor, where a black-faced weirdo was rushing towards here with a big black spider.
"Damn it, it actually found it here" I blurted out.
It seemed that the spiders were attracted not because this place was dirty, but because the spider poison in my body had not faded away.
And the black-faced weirdo followed the spiders all the way to this place.
I quickly bit my finger and prepared to draw the talisman, but my brain was completely insufficient.
The drawn things looked crooked and could not meet the key hook requirements.
"It's over.
You're drunk like this.
How can you fight monsters?
Now you've missed something big."
"Monster" Fatty was stunned for a moment, and stared at the big spider on the screen for a long time before he said without any shock, "Yes, this Spider-Man is really big, he is really a monster."
Then I heard the fat man looking at his watch and saying proudly to his servant, "Let it in, I want to shoot it with my own hands."
How I wanted to kick him in the butt and tell him you can't But when I drew a strange talisman again, I felt that he might be more reliable than me.
"I'm going to get the pistol."
He saw the fat man walking to the door and pulling the door handle with both hands.
I looked at him strangely.
The door was obviously open, why was he pulling out the doorknob?
It took a long time before I heard the fat man staring at the doorknob in confusion and saying, "Hey, why can't I pull out this pistol?"
I was speechless.
It seemed that he and I were even less reliable.
"Fat man, that's not a pistol, that's a door handle."
I tried my best to walk up to him smoothly and said, "Guns can't kill them.
Ask your servant to prepare some banana water, toner, cod liver oil and No. 7 glue, and come over immediately. ,horse."
My balance system is a little unstable now, and my hands and feet won't listen to the accusations.
Fortunately, my head is still clear.
Most of the way to deal with ghosts is Taoist magic, but Ming Ran also taught me a method that ordinary people use, which is "demon extinguishing agent".
Now I can't fight by myself, I can only direct others to work.
Fat Tou seemed a little unhappy when he heard that I wouldn't let him kill the monster with his own hands, but he still told his servants what I meant.
The guards with police dogs stopped the black-faced weirdos.
It didn't take much to know that when they couldn't stop them with electric batons or even pistols, they immediately ran away.
Several police dogs also died tragically in this manor defense battle.
Fortunately they delayed.
The two servants poured the various ingredients over and over at my instructions, shaking them for a while and stirring them for a while.
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I am not professional to begin with, and they are even less professional.
I have to try the effect.
I heard that after I make it into a "demon extinguisher", I will feel itchy when I spray it on my body, and unexpected things will happen.
So I sprayed the prepared demon-killing agent on Fat Tou's body.
Fat Tou reacted for a long time before angrily saying, "Why are you spraying me?
Is this thing poisonous?"
Damn it, it has no effect at all.
Then I announced coldly and desperately, "The experiment failed, you should withdraw first."
Bang, bang, bang.
The door was knocked open, and a black face descended with a spider.
"Urgent like a law, exciting."
I pointed two fingers at the black face, but there was no movement around me.
I don’t know if it’s because of drinking that I can’t concentrate, or if the formula is wrong.
The black face suddenly rushed over at high speed, grabbed me, lifted me over my head, and threw me to the ground.
Suddenly, I felt that several bones were broken. aa2705221: