mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 440 A Cabinet of Fake Wine
The sixth child and the driver both lowered their heads at the same time, stood there with drooping eyebrows, as if they were lying flat and mocking, and they would throw the pot away as you like.

Of course, without saying anything, in my heart I have already greeted Zhao Fengyun's eighteen generations of ancestors one by one, and even felt happy that Zhao Fengyun was about to "bleed heavily".

Live it!

It's retribution for you to throw the blame around if you have an accident, and now you have fallen to this point!

At this moment, Zhao Fengyun looked at Xiao Feng who was on the sofa, seeing him drinking the good wine he treasured in big gulps, wishing he could rush over and bite him to death, but on the surface he didn't dare to show too much.

Not to mention that I can't move while lying on the bed, even if I can get down to the ground, seeing how the security guards are lying on the ground and unable to get up, tidying up myself is no different from playing.

How to do?
Do you really want to tell your father to come over and give that bastard 1000 million?

After just such a short time, Xiao Feng has already opened the second batch of wine. After taking a sip, he smacked his lips and said with a slight frown: "This wine is really bad, rubbish."

Zhao Fengyun's eyes widened, and he really wanted to say something directly: Do you frankly know how much this bottle costs?
But after all, I didn't dare to really say it.

However, the next moment, something even more unexpected happened.

After Xiao Feng commented on the wine in the glass, he took the wine bottle and walked to the flowerpot on the window sill. Such a waste of feeding the flowers.

"Old Zhao, brother and sister, don't be idle, come and taste the wine that us poor people can't drink in our lifetime." Xiao Feng greeted.

"Okay!" Zhao Guoan agreed, walked over, took out a bottle of wine with a more satisfactory shape from the wine cabinet, unscrewed it, and started drinking from the bottle.

In the end, he only took a sip, then spit it out with a "pop", and cursed: "What the hell is this shit, it smells weird, could it be all fake bars?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the window sill and poured the wine into the flower pot in a learned manner.

The security guards, the driver, and the sixth child were completely dumbfounded at the moment.

They know best how much the wine in that cabinet is worth. It can be said that just taking out the cheapest bottle can be worth decades of their wages.

Based on this, in their eyes, what Xiao Feng and Zhao Guoan dumped was not just a bottle of wine, but white silver and shiny banknotes.

Being able to water the flowers with such good wine is more than simple and luxurious!

After a while, Xiao Feng looked at Zhen Jinghan who was not moving, and said, "Sisters, don't be in a daze, you're welcome, just like your own family, just take what you fancy."

Zhao Guoan was so excited to play, he didn't care about Xiao Feng's title, and echoed: "Yes, this kind of opportunity is very rare, are you sure you don't want to try it?"

Zhen Jinghan hesitated, as if she was persuaded.

Just like what Zhao Guoan said, this opportunity to try to spoil good things is indeed very rare. Those without money will definitely not be able to afford it, but those with money will not be so short-sighted as to spoil their own things.

Unless it was someone else's property that was wasted, it really didn't bother me at all.

I have to say that there is an old saying that is very true, it is not easy to learn well, but once you learn badly, Zhen Jinghan, who has a very kind personality, is about to be led astray by Xiao Feng and Zhao Guoan.

At this moment, Zhao Fengyun's face was livid on the bed, and the anger in his heart turned into a raging fire, burning up in his chest, his eyes turned black, and his heart was bleeding.

Finally, when Xiao Feng and Zhao Guoan destroyed one-third of the wine in the cabinet, Zhao Fengyun couldn't help but said, "Don't open it, I'll call me right away."

"boom!"

The wine bottle fell to the ground and made a sound almost like a burst, Xiao Feng smiled without sincerity: "I'm sorry, my hand slipped, you can call."

"You...you..." Zhao Fengyun began to breathe heavily, his internal organs seemed to be roasted on a fire.

But before he could say anything, he saw Xiao Feng stretching out his "evil hand" to the wine in the wine cabinet again.

"Don't touch my wine, I'll make a call right now!" Zhao Fengyun yelled with tears in his heart, took out his mobile phone and called his father Zhao Huipeng.

Not long after, Zhao Fengyun handed the phone to Xiao Feng weakly: "My dad wants to talk to you."

Xiao Feng took the phone and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey!"

A strong male voice came from the phone: "Who ordered you to touch my son?"

"I'll give you half an hour. After half an hour, if you fail to appear in front of me, you can order a coffin and prepare for your son's funeral."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without hesitation and threw it on Zhao Fengyun.

"It's boring, it's really boring." Xiao Feng stretched his waist and walked towards the wine cabinet.

"Wait!" Zhao Fengyun said excitedly, "I've already called as you asked, don't touch my wine."

"Who are you making a deal with?" Zhao Guoan glared at him, and said unwillingly, "Just this counterfeit wine, you still have the nerve to display it in a shameful way. We are here to eliminate potential hidden dangers for you."

After Zhao Fengyun finished listening, his expression changed suddenly, and he began to cough violently. Every time he coughed, his chest was accompanied by intense pain, which made him feel like he was being tortured.

"Do you think I'm pissing you off on purpose?" Zhao Guoan took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet with a sneer, and said, "Take this bottle of "Tejiage" with a high alcohol content as an example. You know that the simplest judgment is true. What is the fake way?"

Zhao Fengyun was stunned for a moment, thinking that Zhao Guoan didn't look like he was lying, but he also felt that it was unrealistic. One or two bottles of fake wine might be unavoidable, but if he said that the entire cabinet was full of fake wine, it would be scolding himself Inattention makes no difference.

The good wines bought back after spending millions turned out to be fakes. What else could it be if it wasn't lack of conscience?
"Old Xiao, lend me your dagger." Zhao Guoan looked at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng lifted his foot up, put it on the back of the sofa, and motioned Zhao Guoan to take it by himself.

Xiao Feng's dagger, if you look carefully at the light, you can clearly see that there are many marks of damage on it. These are the "war exploits" of this dagger. It's almost time to retire.

Zhao Guoan took the dagger and walked towards Zhao Fengyun.

"You, you, you... what do you think, what do you want to do?" Zhao Fengyun was so frightened that he broke into sweat, and said hastily, "It's still half an hour earlier than we agreed on."

Zhao Guoan ignored him, grabbed one foot of the quilt, poked a hole with a dagger, and grabbed a handful of cotton wool from inside.

This move made everyone in the room stare wide-eyed, not knowing what he wanted to do.

With all eyes gathered, Zhao Guoan unscrewed the wine bottle and poured it on the cotton wool in his hand. After soaking, it shrank into an alcohol ball and pinched it in his hand.

"Look at it." Zhao Guoan smiled, put the alcohol ball on the marble floor, and then took out the lighter from his pocket.

(End of this chapter)