Demon Eye Shura

Seeing that the door was tightly closed, Zhuo Yifan sneered in his heart, and sat down with Zhou Qing.

"Crack!" Zhou Wubing clapped his hands with a smile, and the maid at the side quickly brought up the wine, which was obviously prepared by Zhou Wubing in advance.

"Brother Fan has a lot of people, my little brother was rude a few days ago. Punish yourself with a glass, and do it first as a respect." Zhou Wubing picked up the quilt closest to him, poured a glass of wine, and drank it down with his head raised.

With this glass of wine in his stomach, Zhuo Yifan clearly felt that the killing intent in the restaurant was stronger than before.Zhou Wubing's clapping was not just for the maid to serve drinks, but also a signal for his subordinates to prepare to do something at any time.

Zhuo Yifan looked at Zhou Wubing and didn't raise his glass. He just waited for Zhou Wubing to finish his drink before asking, "Heh, Young Master Wu is being polite. I wonder how Young Master Wu is recovering from his injuries?"

"Thanks to Brother Tuofan, he has recovered well. He has recovered [-]% of his strength." Zhou Wubing said with a hidden knife in his smile.

The Zhou family is a big head snake in Shura Village, and there is a mysterious pharmacist "Soul King" behind him. He collects high-quality medicinal materials and refines them into elixirs and medicinal powders. Two days are enough to restore trauma and skills.What Zhou Wubing said was nothing more than to let Zhuo Yifan let go of his vigilance.

"This is very good. I came to Shura Village just to become stronger. When the time comes, I will leave."

Rao Zhuo Yifan said so, Zhou Wubing didn't intend to let him go, he poured Zhuo Yifan a glass of wine with a smile, then filled it up for himself, and said with a smile: "Brother Fan can stay for a few more days. Every step is frightening, especially in the depths of the forest. My father tried to break through several times but failed. Come on, let's have a drink first!"

"Okay." Zhuo Yifan nodded, reached out to pick up the wine glass, and the ring immediately began to tremble.

Zhuo Yifan sneered in his heart, knowing that he had tampered with the wine glass, he stood up calmly and calmly, came to the door, and with a "wow", spilled the wine in the glass on the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone became nervous, thinking that Zhuo Yifan had noticed something was wrong, and looked at Zhou Wubing involuntarily.

"Brother Fan, won't you give my little brother this face?" Seeing Zhuo Yifan throwing down the wine, Zhou Wubing became anxious, and he winked at the people around him, keeping everyone silent for a while.

"I'm just a little homesick. This glass of wine is a toast to my elders and to the heaven and earth." Zhuo Yifan closed his eyes.

boom!He smashed the cup to pieces, then bowed deeply to the wine and the dregs of the cup respectfully.

"Oh, I see."

Hearing Zhuo Yifan's words, Zhou Wubing also felt that it was reasonable. After all, he felt a little homesick when he came to the blood prison.He didn't have any doubts, and after the debris was cleaned up, he hurriedly said: "Come here, serve Brother Fan again."

Zhou Wubing had already soaked more than a hundred of the same cups in the poisonous water made from Soul Eater Powder, and had many backups just in case.

Seeing the imperceptible sneer on Zhou Wubing's face, Zhuo Yifan knew that his plan had failed, but he still picked up the wine glass calmly, pretending to be worried: "Young Master Wu, this wine will be held for a while. Won't it be unclean?"

"Zhuo Yifan, what do you mean! Young Master Wu kindly invited you to drink, do you still doubt it?" Zhou Hong suddenly couldn't control his emotions and stood up.

"Presumptuous!" Zhou Wubing gave Zhou Hong a hard look.

"Pa" a slap was thrown up, but he waved his hand to Zhuo Yifan calmly and said, "I made Brother Fan laugh...these wines were all poured out of a wine jar, how could it be unclean? Or these The wine is too bad, Brother Fan doesn't like it?"

Zhou Hong got a big slap across the face, gave Zhuo Yifan a hard look, then lowered her head, covered her face and sat down again without saying a word.

"In order to trick me into drinking this glass of wine, everyone is acting."

Glancing at the people around him, Zhuo Yifan thought to himself.

Is this really inviting yourself to drink, and you want to make friends with yourself?the answer is negative.

Zhuo Yifan knew that Zhou Wubing would not be peaceful, and what he did just now was just a "bitter trick".One sings the bad face, the other sings the bad face, and the one who is willing to fight and the one who is willing to suffer is just for himself.The purpose is to dispel one's own vigilance.

These people are actually pretty smart. If they are friendly to Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yifan doesn't mind being friends with these people.Even to match the relationship between Zhou Qing and Lan Shuang'er, but now it seems that it is impossible.

"This Sang Luo wine is good wine, but I just drank the jar that Shuang'er sent me. This wine is really tasteless..." As he spoke, Zhuo Yifan spilled another glass of wine on the ground, "Not drunk Langzhong Sangluo wine, teach people helpless parting love. This glass of wine, let me respect the ancestors of my Zhuo family who died in the blood prison..."

No matter how bad this altar of mulberry wine is, at least it costs 10 taels of silver, it is the best of the best.There was only this last pot left in the restaurant, and two glasses were spilled at once, which made Zhou Wubing a little bit pained.

"Come here, change the wine. Bring up the 20-year-old Zhuyeqing!" Zhou Wubing cried out, enduring the pain in his heart.Everything is for Zhuo Yifan to drink the poisoned wine!

"Zhuyeqing? Heh, this wine is not bad. After drinking this wine, after a hundred cups, you will start to go crazy, one after another, you will be mad! It's not bad to be able to use this wine to be friends with Wu Shao."

"What Brother Fan said is that this altar of green bamboo leaves has been sealed up by my Zhou family for more than [-] years, and it is considered the best!" Hearing Zhuo Yifan's praise, Zhou Wubing was overjoyed, and sneered in his heart: Idiot, you still want to be with me. less friends?It will make you a dog slave in a while!

"It has been sealed for more than [-] years? Young Master Wu opened it without authorization, what should Master Zhou do if he gets angry?"

"It's a great honor to be friends with Brother Fan, and I think my father will praise my wisdom." Zhou Wubing shook his head with a smile, and said first again as a respect: "Good wine! Good wine! Compared with the mulberry jar just now It's much richer, Brother Fan, drink it quickly!"

"Oh? Did you drink well?"

"Great! Brother Fan, don't be too polite, drink it!" Zhou Wubing laughed, feeling a little impatient, thinking that you are a big man too, why would you be so tired after drinking a glass of wine?

"Since it's a good wine, I won't refuse it."

Seeing Zhuo Yifan pick up the wine jar, Zhou Hong, Zhou Qing and the others showed joy, and booed: "Brother Fan is huge! Drink! Drink!"

However, an astonishing thing happened at this time. I saw Zhuo Yifan pick up the altar of wine, and instead of pouring it into his own cup, he turned the mouth of the altar downwards and poured it into his mouth as if pouring water , In a moment of effort, he drank the bottom of the sky.

"Zhuyeqing! My Zhuyeqing!"

Zhuo Yifan didn't really drink much of the good Zhuyeqing on the altar, but most of it was spilled.Immediately, Zhou Wubing's eyes were straightened.

"Well, this altar of green bamboo leaves is really refreshing!" Zhuo Yifan put down the altar, stretched his waist, looked at the people around him triumphantly, looked at Zhou Wubing seriously and sneered, "Your brother, I... can I drink quickly?" ?”