Supreme Medicinal God

Follow the direction of Lan Ling'er's finger.Ye Feng saw an open-air bar covered with banana leaves and grass blades on the roof like a natural cave.

The counter was filled with colorful drinks and drinks, full of attractive fruits, red cherries, yellow mangoes, milky white coconuts, everything.

Then I felt thirsty and Ye Feng gagged.

His eyes glanced at Lan Ling'er's mature chest for a while, and he smiled and said with a smile: "Old girl, this swimsuit is so beautiful."

Seeing Ye Feng staring at himself, Lan Ling'er's face was flushed with blush, and he said slightly: "Look at it, don't allow it."

Ye Feng smiled and said: "It's really funny. Before Yudu boarded the plane in the morning, we were covering our down jackets, but now we are wearing swimsuits and drinking iced drinks."

Lan Ling'er took a sip of the drink, burped, and looked drunk: "For girls, we like summer the most, the only thing we hate is that the sun is too strong."

"Yes, summer is the season for girls. It looks good on everything, but for us, summer is too hot. The weather is so hot, it would be nice to have a cold beer. I have to buy a beer. Drink it."

"Wang, Wang."

Xiaobai ran to the beach chair and yelled happily at Ye Feng. He flicked his tail excitedly.

It apparently ran up from the sea, drenched in water, feeling too much water on his body, and shaking his body, so that Ye Feng's legs were all covered with sea water.

"Your little milk dog, you can play more than me, go surfing?"

"Surf with me."

"I'm not interested in surfing. I want to have a beer. Do you want to eat..."

As soon as the words were spoken, Ye Feng regretted it. Xiaobai stayed in the beast control order for so long, it was estimated that he could swallow a cow.

Sure enough, Xiaobai expressed a strong protest to Ye Feng, and threw me into the beast control order for several days. You will ruin my dog, you know.

"I want to eat steak, eat steak."

"Okay, I'll take you to eat something."

Ye Feng brought Xiaobai to the open-air bar. The bartender was a blond man, naked to the top, showing strong muscles like stones.

Seeing Ye Feng, he asked in English, "Do you need anything?"

Ye Feng saw several plastic trays neatly placed on the counter. Colorful and colorful cocktails were placed on the trays. In the gorgeous cocktails, a bright red shiny cherry was also paired.

On the hot sandy beach, this cocktail looks particularly cool and inviting, as if the beautiful girl in a colorful dress is slim.

Ye Feng couldn't help but freaked out: "Is this a cocktail? The color is so beautiful."

"This is the summer style that we made with good rum."

"It's a good name, like a slim beauty, graceful, how much does this cup cost? Can I have one?"

The receptionist shook his head apologetically, explaining: "I'm sorry, these have already been ordered and will be picked up immediately."

"Is it possible to make a cup for me?"

"I don't have any ingredients to mix here, I can't make cocktails anymore. We have whiskey here, vodka..."

The weather was hot, and although the spirits were too hot, Ye Feng just wanted to have a cool drink: "Then forget it, give me a cold beer."

"Sorry, all the beer has been ordered by them too. I'm waiting for the wine to be delivered again."

Ye Feng couldn't help but get depressed. He had money but couldn't drink what he wanted to drink. Someone hated it so much that he ordered almost all the wine in the bar.

"Is there any ice water? Give me a glass of ice water."

"We have ice water, do we need anything else?"

"Are there any steaks?"

"Sorry, we don't have steak, but there is a hot dog burger with a small steak in it."

"Give me five... ten burgers."

Ye Feng looked at Xiaobai with a smile, and stretched out five fingers, but Xiaobai shook his head dissatisfiedly, and also called out, five burgers, you sent me a meal, give me ten, you are really stingy Ghost, it's really bad luck to be your pet.

Ye Feng had no choice but to ask Xiaobai for ten hamburgers and let him eat a good meal, while he stood by the counter, drinking ice water, and waiting for the new beer to be delivered.

Ye Feng suddenly felt that the light was dim, and seven or eight Western big men in black suits came around.

They were tall and burly and wore headsets. Although it was so hot, they were still wearing neat suits, and a piece of bulge was raised high around their waists, obviously with a pistol inside.

Without guessing, these big men are professional bodyguards.

A leading big man looked arrogantly, walked over to the counter, picked up a glass of cocktail and drank it, and from time to time squeaked, admiring the cool and delicious cocktail.

"Sir, these wines are here, you can take them away."

The leading man wanted to take two cocktails to leave, but was hitting Ye Feng by the counter. Ye Feng moved to the side happily, not wanting to prevent them from serving wine.

But his modesty did not satisfy the big man. He glanced at Ye Feng contemptuously. Ye Feng looked thin and thin in front of them.

He thought that Ye Feng was standing in front of the counter, which was very troublesome, so he used his sturdy right arm to swipe aside and sneered, "Boy, let me go, don't block my way."

Ye Feng was drinking ice water. Someone pushed him. He instinctively stretched his hand to block the big man's thick, sweaty arm.

The big man didn't expect Ye Feng to have such a strong hand. His 50% push did not push the other party at all, and his arm quaked with pain.

His blue eyes suddenly became fierce.

I don't believe that your kid is iron.

He took a deep breath like an old cow. The green muscles on his right arm suddenly burst out, knotted like branches, and slammed into Ye Feng. He thought Ye Feng was hit like a small stone and hit far.

But to his horror, Ye Feng's body was as hard as steel. Not only did he not move at all, but his own right hand was rattled by a huge counterattack force, making a crisp fracture.

The big man made a pig-like howling, holding his broken hand, and a big sweat bead shed from his forehead.

The black man next to him didn't notice it at all. They ordered cocktails according to the orders of their masters. Seeing a scream from a companion, the expression was painful and they hurried over.

The surrounding air suddenly solidified, and the sword stretched out.

"Boss, what's wrong with your hand?"

The big man looks tough, but he will also rely on: "Broken, interrupted by him."

Several big men heard the boss say this, and immediately lifted their sleeves, filled with indignation, and surrounded Ye Feng together: "Boy, how did you break the boss's hand?"

"Boy, do you want to die?"

"Boy, you are dead."

(End of this chapter)