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Shura also added a little while eating.

"Then Shura is the same for you, step by step from the hard work to this, is it such a superb shooting technique today?"

Dr. Yu Ruiguang also thinks about Shura like this. I don't know if Shura has the same god of death and the same talent.

"Yes, Dr. Yu Ruiguang, I'm probably the same experience as the god of death.

Although we each have our own different ways of exercising in terms of details.

According to our own different physique.

And they have had different experiences, but in general they can't do without those who endure hardships, or are cruel to themselves.

Or some hard training, for ordinary people, many of them can't handle it.

But we carried it the same way, it was to train a kind of mind.

The suffering of every assassin's mind at that time, really think about it now.

I feel that I don't know how I came here. "

Shura recalled the journey he had traveled back then, and now he feels that the life like this is simply two worlds.

Shura glanced at Mu Han gratefully. Yes, his current life was brought to him by the young man in front of him.

This young man looked cold and unkind, but he had a living heart, anyone who knew Mu Han knew it.

Mu Han treats his own people very kindly, but if he treats some enemies, Mu Han is colder than anyone else.

Shura glanced at the top of the vegetable table, not knowing when he had brought the Moutai, and then stood up.

"Boss, I will respect you, you are the one!"

As Shura spoke, he slowly poured a glass of wine for Mu Han.

Then he poured himself another glass.

After pouring the wine, Shura picked up his glass.

"Dad, thank you for letting me come and follow you to this Lekri Island, eh.

Thank you boss. I won’t say much about your trust in me. I will do it first. Boss, you are free. "

After Shura finished speaking, he raised his head and lifted the wine glass, and poured a glass of Moutai into his stomach.

What smell he didn't realize!

Mu Han watched as Shura finished drinking and didn't say anything else. He just picked up the full glass of wine in front of him, and then took a sip.

Mu Han didn't care too much about the amount of his alcohol when it came to drinking. He himself didn't know how much he could drink, and he had not been drunk yet.

This may have something to do with the system, but he doesn't care too much about the taste of wine.

What he likes is tasting tea, so he feels more opinionated. Everyone's hobbies are different.

After Shura put down the wine glass, he saw the boss Mu Han also took a sip.

Then he picked up the bottle of Moutai again and bought it for the boss, then poured himself a glass, and finally returned to his own position.

After Shura toasted the boss, of course, Death didn't dare to fall behind.

The god of death saw that the boss’s glass was still full, which was what Ronaldinho had just filled him.

Then he unceremoniously picked up the bottle of Moutai and poured himself a glass. It was quite full, but it didn't flow out.

"Boss, the one thing that Shura will never do in my life is to say good things.

In this way, I will not say thank you to the boss. I also toast you with this glass of wine. I will do it first to respect the boss. You are also free. "

When the god of death finished speaking, he poured a full glass of Moutai into his mouth.

But the god of death is a bit more eye-catching, he didn't pour the whole cup of Moutai into his stomach like Silla did.

There is no taste, but the god of death kept some Moutai in his mouth, and the rest is blamed on your stomach.

But part of his achievement is in his mouth, using the upper part of his tongue as his taste buds to slowly taste this particularly precious Moutai.

certainly. On Lekeli Island, whether you eat or drink, especially this precious Moutai, it is a good wine that most people can't get on this planet.

It's too wasteful to pour it into the stomach in one bite like Shura's.

But Death is also a glass of wine after all. He didn't want to be too wasteful, and then he carefully tasted the taste of Moutai.

Mu Han saw that the god of death had a drink too, but from the expression at this time, Mu Han had already seen that the person of god of death was more careful.

He is not like Shura. Pour a full glass of wine into the stomach to waste.

Mu Han, he could see that the god of death, part of him tasted the taste of this precious Moutai in his mouth.

"Yes, Grim Reaper, can you taste the taste of this glass of wine?"

Mu Han, dare you say that you also took a sip and tasted the taste of this formal Moutai in your mouth.

"Yes, this kind of wine has a mellow aroma, and it slips deep into the throat. It's really a good wine."

The god of death replied, so he could taste the taste of this precious Moutai in his mouth.

"Don't just focus on drinking, you guys, this dish is also good, it's all delicacies that ordinary people can't taste.

Quickly eat, wine and food, these are the life of the project. "

As Dr. Yu Ruiguang said inside, he quickly picked up his chopsticks to taste him, the delicacy on the nearby dish.

Dr. Yu Ruiguang doesn't drink much. But he also has the idea of ​​having a drink with his boss Mu Han.

At this time, the god of death had already arrived for Mu Han and himself, a full glass of Moutai.

Then the eyes of the god of death drifted towards, Long Xiaoyun and Dr. Yu Ruiguang, two of them.

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