Wine

Yang Fan was coaxing each other like this, and those present who followed him and those who had no clear position started shouting.

"Drink, drink, drink."

Tang Feng sat there with his eyes on the three former high school classmates standing behind him.

In some vague memories, I barely remembered the names of these three people.

Zhou Ming, Zhao Chao, Zheng Hongbin.

In high school, these three people followed Yang Fan's butt, eating Yang Fan's drink Yang Fan's all day long. Whenever Yang Fan had something to do, they rushed to the front, a typical Yang Fan's dog legs.

Zhou Ming held the small wine glass in his hand, looked at Tang Feng, and then heard the cheers from the people around him, he gritted his teeth and picked up a glass on the table.

A glass of three or three, a glass of wine, is not something that ordinary people can bear.

At least, when Tang Feng was on Earth, he drank this once. Although he wouldn't be dizzy after drinking this cup, you would never feel uncomfortable in your stomach.

After Zhou Ming picked up the wine glass, he did not drink it immediately, but looked at Tang Feng.

Tang Feng smiled, picked up the wine glass, and in just a sip, he poured the white wine in the wine glass all over. The spicy white wine was filled with a different fragrance. As for the spicy taste in the past, there was nothing at all.

After the starry sky fought for thousands of years, his body was almost transformed into steel and iron bones. Even if the strength of this body was hit by a large truck, it could be unscathed. What is this little white wine?

Seeing that Tang Feng had finished drinking, there was still an expression of unfulfilled desire on his face, Zhou Ming's heart twitched twice.

"Let's make you proud, I want to see if you have a good alcohol tolerance, can you withstand the drinking of so many people?" Zhou Ming snorted coldly in his heart, and then poured the cup of white wine into his mouth.

In a place where others could not see it, Tang Feng's finger hidden under the table flicked gently.

A white light that was invisible to the naked eye flew out and hit Zhou Ming's throat.

At this time, Zhou Ming had not completely swallowed the glass of white wine. After the white light hit Zhou Ming's throat, Zhou Ming's whole face turned red in an instant, and then he raised his head and a blowout came.

The white wine that had just been poured out was sprayed out, and the scene was spectacular.

After the blowout, Zhou Ming sat on the ground, grabbed his throat with both hands, and coughed desperately. His expression was so painful.

Zhao Chao and Zheng Hongbin, who were standing behind, were stunned for a moment, then hurried forward, slapped Zhou Ming's arm while slapping him on the back.

Tang Feng sat there, looking at Zhou Ming in a mess, and sneered in his heart.

Just then, coupled with the choking of alcohol, Zhou Ming was afraid that he would not be able to relieve himself for a while.

"If you can't drink, don't show off. Now you're ugly. You deserve it. You always flatter Yang Fan and plot against others." Jiang Tonghe, who was sitting next to Tang Feng, said in a low voice. There was a bit of gloating between the words.

"Zhou Ming, can it still work? If not, go to the side and rest." Tang Feng asked with a smile, squinted his eyes and twitched Zhou Ming.

At this time, Zhou Ming was choked and rolled his eyes. He wanted to speak, but couldn't speak. As for continuing to drink, he was like this now, so how could he continue to drink.

This is also a blessing for him to be strong and healthy. If his physical fitness is not good, he would have fainted on the spot just now.

"Zhou Ming is not in a state today. Come on, I'll drink with you for him." After Zhao Chao handed Zhou Ming to Zheng Hongbin, he picked up a wine glass on the table and said with a cold face.

Intuition, Zhao Chao always felt that Zhou Ming suddenly choked on alcohol was related to Tang Feng.

After all, he has been with Zhou Ming for so many years, and he still knows Zhou Ming’s alcohol tolerance. Moreover, they have never had any choking to drink for so many years.

Of course, just now, he also watched from behind. Tang Feng had not had any direct contact with Zhou Ming, so he was just a kind of intuition.

Yang Fan asked them to come and drink Tang Feng. Zhou Ming is embarrassed to have such a problem now, so he has to find the situation back.

"Our Pingyang rules, you dare not have to have three cups in a row?" Zhao Chao said very hard.

It's like this is not a meeting between classmates again, but a desperate fight between life and death enemies.

"Zhao Chao, you're a little too much. Today is our class reunion. Why do you have to be so fucked by Tang Feng?" Before Tang Feng could speak, An Xin, who was sitting next to Tang Feng, stopped working, stood up and said loudly.

"Tang Feng, do you say something, do you drink or not? If you don't drink, you won't give me Zhao Chao face." Zhao Chao didn't even look at An Xin, stared at Tang Feng, and said coldly.

Hearing Zhao Chao's domineering words, Tang Feng couldn't help laughing out loud.

face?

How much is his face worth?

Not to mention him, Zhao Chao, even if he looks at the entire earth and takes out the noblest person, he is not qualified to talk to him like this.

If it were the past, if he was in the starry sky, a low-level being like this, who dared to make such a fuss in front of him, he would definitely throw out an immortal magic and exiled him directly to the Nine Netherworlds, causing him to sink forever.

However, this is the earth, and he didn't plan to do the same thing in the past.

Of course, the main reason is that his soul is damaged, his soul's cultivation is completely lost, and he cannot use the Taoist law and immortal method.

That plain smile always hangs on Tang Feng's face.

His head turned, and he thought of something interesting, and he laughed again.

Without saying a word, he picked up another wine glass and poured it into it.

"If you want to drink, then okay, I'll drink these three glasses of white wine first." After filling the wine, he raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Chao, and spoke.

The people watching the fun around couldn't help but take a breath of the air conditioner.

This kind of cup is one pound of three cups. If you don’t eat anything, you can really not stand it for ordinary people.

Zhao Chao stood there, looking at Tang Feng, and then at the three glasses of white wine on the table. He frowned for several moments. Then, he gritted his teeth, took the first glass of wine, and in front of everyone, he became stuffy in one mouthful.

With such a sip of wine, it can be seen that Zhao Chao is a person who can drink.

After a sip of the first glass of wine, Zhao Chao took a moment, picked up a glass on the table again, and put it next to his mouth.

This time, his speed was much slower.

And during the whole process, Tang Feng didn't even look at him.

Tang Feng sat there, holding another bottle of wine in his hand, opened the bottle, then took a bowl from the side and poured the whole bottle of wine into the bowl.
Chapter completed!