Chapter 1077 The wine quality is too bad, you are crazy about drinking!
"This brat is okay in other aspects, but his ability to drink is really bad."
After calling several times but failing to wake Jiang Sheng up, Mr. Ji muttered unhappily: "You're already drunk before I can finish my drink. How can you drink with me in the future?"
“Who’s a bad drinker?”
As soon as Mr. Ji finished speaking, Jiang Sheng, who was already unconscious, suddenly sat up.
"I was shocked. I thought you drank too much!"
Mr. Ji looked at Jiang Sheng angrily: "Come on, come on, since you haven't drunk much, then continue drinking with me."
"Who do you think you are and how dare you call yourself me?"
Jiang Sheng turned his head mechanically and looked at Mr. Ji coldly.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Sheng suddenly spoke rudely to him. The drunken old man Ji was slightly stunned: "How dare you talk to me like this, little bastard? Do you really want to sworn sworn friends with me?"
"Sworn sworn vows? An ant like you is worthy of sworn sworn vows with me. What a joke."
Jiang Sheng snatched the wine jar from the old man's hand, raised it and drank boldly: "Although this wine is rubbish, it is barely drinkable."
"You dare to say that my wine is rubbish?"
Although he was already a little drunk, Mr. Ji instinctively wanted to get angry when he was treated so rudely by Jiang Sheng. These wines had been treasured by him for many years, and he couldn't bear to be insulted.
But seeing Jiang Sheng suddenly so heroic and drinking the nearly 70% good wine, Mr. Ji suddenly laughed heartily: "I didn't expect you to be so happy. If you can drink me down today, then I will really
I will sworn sworn vows with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Ji picked up another jar of wine from the ground, put his arm around Jiang Sheng's shoulders, and raised the jar to clink glasses with Jiang Sheng. As a result...
"An ant is not worthy of drinking with me. All the wine here belongs to me."
In the midst of his drinking spree, Jiang Sheng suddenly pushed the wine jar in his hand, smashing Mr. Ji's wine jar into pieces. At the same time, he rudely reached out and opened Mr. Ji's hand.
"Bastard, how dare you knock over my wine?"
Seeing the jar of wine that he had not drunk spilled on the floor, Mr. Ji suddenly became furious and instinctively waved his left hand that had been pushed aside to slap Jiang Sheng in the face.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Facing Mr. Ji's attack, Jiang Sheng sneered disdainfully, and the chair under him fell backwards, avoiding Mr. Ji's slap.
Just when Jiang Sheng's body was about to fall to the ground following the chair, Jiang Sheng suddenly raised his feet and hooked Mr. Ji's chin with his toes. His body and the chair were suspended in the air at an angle of 45 degrees, and then he drunkenly
Holding the wine jar and drinking wine.
"Fuck!"
Jiang Sheng's chin was hooked with his feet. Although Mr. Ji drank a little too much, he still felt the unprecedented humiliation. He stamped his feet violently, bent his waist and smashed the chair under him, and at the same time punched Jiang Sheng's thigh.
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Jiang Sheng, who was sitting on the chair, quickly turned over and rolled down from the chair, avoiding Mr. Ji's fist.
After landing, Jiang Sheng propped his left foot on the ground, put his right leg on his left knee, supported his upper body with his left elbow, and held the wine jar with his right hand to pour wine into his mouth.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Ji shook his head and walked towards Jiang Sheng with one step at a time: "I hate people who act crazy after drinking. I must teach you a lesson today for you, a bastard with no etiquette."
Mr. Ji propped up the table with his hands, raised his feet and shoveled hard at Jiang Sheng's waist.
Facing the incoming attack, Jiang Sheng's left elbow and left toe exerted force at the same time, and his body bounced off the ground like a spring. After avoiding the attack, his body pressed firmly on Mr. Ji's leg.
"Good skill!"
Seeing Jiang Sheng avoid his attacks continuously, Mr. Ji lost his temper and shook his legs vigorously to shake Jiang Sheng away. As a result, Jiang Sheng bounced along with his force like a boneless snake, and his whole body crashed into the old man's body.
In arms.
"Since you like drinking so much, I will let you drink as much as you want today."
Before Mr. Ji could react, Jiang Sheng held the back of Mr. Ji's neck with one hand and violently poured wine into the old man's mouth with a wine jar in his other hand.
"Gugu..."
Mr. Ji, who had wine poured all over his face and his mouth full of wine, was furious. No one had ever dared to be so rude to him. What a shame and humiliation!
"Ahem, you are looking for death!"
Unable to break free from Jiang Sheng's entanglement, Mr. Ji roared angrily and quickly exercised his strength. A majestic force surged out of his body in an attempt to shake Jiang Sheng away, but...
"Immortal Cao Guojiu toasts and locks the throat, I buckle, I buckle!"
Just as the power in Mr. Ji's body was about to explode, Jiang Sheng suddenly turned behind him, wrapped his arms around Mr. Ji's neck, shook it vigorously, and at the same time held the wine jar with both hands and continued to pour wine into Mr. Ji's mouth.
"Boy, you're tired of living!"
Being forced to drink in such a humiliating manner, Mr. Ji was furious, but he discovered that Jiang Sheng's arm around his neck and shaking movements were very mysterious, and he forcibly shook away the power he had gathered in his martial arts.
In desperation, Mr. Ji could only kick his legs hard, trying to hit Jiang Sheng's face with an over-the-shoulder kick, but before his toes hit the target, he felt a pain in his lower back.
"He Xiangu strummed her waist and walked drunkenly!"
Jiang Sheng crushed the wine jar in his hand, slapped the old man's lower back with both hands, and then, with a lewd attitude like a daughter's, staggered away from Mr. Ji, and collapsed in the middle of a pile of wine jars.
Keep drinking.
"Is this guy really drunk or pretending to be drunk?"
Being teased one after another by Jiang Sheng, Mr. Ji secretly used his kung fu to force the alcohol out of his body. He frowned and looked at Jiang Sheng, who looked like an ordinary drunk but very strange.
"The taste of wine is like the quality of one's character. This guy's taste of wine is extremely bad, and his character is probably not much better either."
After regaining consciousness, Mr. Ji's face darkened and he said fiercely: "If you dare to act drunk in front of me, I don't care whether you are really drunk or fake, I must teach you a lesson."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Ji condensed his Gang Qi armor and stared at Jiang Sheng coldly. At this time, he had gotten rid of his drunken state and was ready to take care of Jiang Sheng.
"Let's go!"
Before Mr. Ji could take action, Jiang Sheng, feeling the hostility, turned around drunkenly, threw a wine jar, and hit Mr. Ji straight at him.
"snort!"
Mr. Ji punched out from the air and shattered the flying wine jar. Just as he was about to step forward, he was surprised to find that the wine in the broken wine jar did not scatter. Instead, it condensed into countless sharp liquid flying needles and flew toward the sky.
It shoots.
Mr. Ji's face turned completely gloomy. He moved his hands to gather the power of heaven and earth to resist the liquid flying needle, and at the same time secretly wondered: "This kid wants to kill me?"
"Zhongli Han Tiebou holds Tiwo's heart in his arms, I support him, I support him!"
When Mr. Ji was dealing with those liquid flying needles, the sloppy Jiang Sheng rushed in front of him as if teleporting, held Mr. Ji's arms with both hands, and then hit Mr. Ji's heart hard with his head, directly knocking him out.