He slapped his head suddenly and shook it hard.

"Damn, what I want... seems to be something from the Mo family, but what is it?"

He looked up at the old helmsman very seriously.

"Hey, do you know what I'm going to ask?"

"I think you are really drunk... and you are still drunk!" The old helmsman was speechless and poured a glass of wine again. "You want to ask me where the people of the Mo family live!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I remembered..." Feng Chenglin waved his hands repeatedly, his eyes blurred again and continued to grop on his body: "It's strange, why is it gone..."

"What's missing? Anti-aliasing medicine?" The old helmsman rolled his eyes: "Didn't your anti-aliasing medicine have disappeared long ago?"

"Nonsense... my wardroast is here..." Feng Chenglin pulled the iron buckle from his waist, and kept squeezing his head with his head hanging down: "Huh...what's going on? Why can't I open it..."

The old helmsman shook his head speechlessly and poured another glass of wine: "Actually, even if you are not drunk, I will not tell you..."

Feng Chenglin seemed not to hear this sentence, and still persistently buckled his belt: "Damn it, why can't you open it... It makes no sense..."

Looking at his stubborn look, the old helmsman shook his head: "The Mo family has the rules of the Mo family, and not everyone can tell the secrets of the Mo family at will! Even if it is me... because there are very few people left in our Mo family!"

With a long sigh, he seemed to have thought of sad things, and without using a wine cup, he picked up the wine jar and raised his head and took a few sips.

He didn't notice Feng Chenglin on one side at all, and was looking at him with a "fuck" look.

——How can this guy drink so much?

If I had known this, I should have used a jar to dry it directly.

Why did he faint if he had such a few glasses of turbid wine?

Because he was afraid that if he got too much, he would be more than worth the loss if he really got drunk.

I didn't expect that this guy really has a bit of alcohol.

If he hadn't had the anti-alcohol medicine to prepare the foundation and secretly tampered with it, he would have been drunk for a thousand cups, now he would have been drunk.

A jar of wine was poured by the old helmsman almost in one breath.

"Bang!"

The wine jar fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Feng Chenglin suddenly looked up, his body was shocked, and he had returned to his drunkenness again: "Huh... have you drunk?"

Blinking his eyes, he smiled,

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay after drinking it all. I'm so much..."

He once again took the wine out of the space.

"There are three jars of wine here. If you...if you have the ability, you will drink them all... Let's not return without getting drunk..."

The old helmsman glanced at him with disgust: "You? You are not drunk yet, and you can go home now..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Judging from the fact that he has provided so much wine, he has to know and not say it out loud!

Fortunately, he is drunk now, otherwise it would be embarrassing!

After complaining, the old helmsman continued to grab the jar of wine to make the wine.

With Feng Chenglin's dumbfounded gaze, he killed it in one breath.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is this guy a wine cellar?

The two of them drank four jars of wine, and at most he only drank one jar.

This was because of the blessing of the anti-alcohol medicine that I didn’t faint from getting drunk.

Unexpectedly, the old man actually did five jars of wine alone but was still energetic.

If ordinary people drink so much, even their stomachs will be overwhelmed!
Chapter completed!