Taoyuan Beast Controlling Doctor

In his life, Wang Zhuangyuan has never been afraid of anyone.

Even when he was a bookish student, he dared to touch the butcher's knife and deal a fatal blow to the demolition criminals.

When he got an adventure in prison and cultivated martial arts, then Binhai, there was no one in his eyes.

But after all, he was the former champion of the college entrance examination and had high quality, and he would not take the initiative to find other people's stubble.

But whoever dares to on his head, he will definitely dare to stab the other party.

Especially if anyone dares to let him go to prison again, it will touch his scales.

The dragon's reverse scales, touch it and die!

In fact, when Zhang Duobao called him a chicken, he was very unhappy.

also had the heart to kill Zhang Duobao.

It's not like he hasn't done it for a nickname, so he has an even more terrifying nickname in the underworld: Hades.

Wang Zhuangyuan threw Brother Lu, who was blocking in front of him, to the side like a bud rice stick, and stared at Zhang Duobao with knife-like eyes:

"You want to send me to prison?"

Zhang Duobao was not afraid of his gaze at all, and replied lightly: "Do you want to go?" "

The music in the bar has long stopped.

The still pin drop can be heard.

Everyone held their breath and stared, wanting to see how Zhang Duobao died.

Sheng Jiading's eyes like poisonous snakes seemed to see the scene of Zhang Duobao lying on the street with broken hands and feet, like a beggar.

Black Thorn secretly screamed that it was not good, and just wanted to step forward to round the field, he saw Wang Zhuangyuan stepping forward and pinching Zhang Duobao's face, and said fiercely: "I once swore that whoever wants to put me in prison again, I will punish him for the Nine Clans!"

"Do you believe it or not?"

Zhang Duobao has never been pinched in the face, and Wang Zhuangyuan is very hard, so his face hurts, but what he thinks in his mind is: "It turns out that you can slap other people's faces like this." "

Another trick.

However, his mouth still refused to give up, and he said stiffly: "I don't believe it."

Wang Zhuangyuan gritted his back molars and squeezed out a sentence: "Try?

"No need." Zhang Duobao shook his head slowly.

Wang Zhuangyuan smiled.

The onlookers in the bar also laughed, "Hahaha, he's scared!"

Who knew that Zhang Duobao added again: "You will die in a few days, and I don't need to send you in." "

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, Wang Zhuangyuan was almost smoked to death by the pretending wind in his mouth.

He laughed angrily, "You're going to curse me?"

Who knew that Zhang Duobao looked at him quietly for a while, and suddenly said lightly: "Have you been particularly unlucky recently?" Many

of the onlookers didn't hear that.

But Wang Zhuangyuan couldn't laugh anymore.

"Have you lost a lot of money lately?" After Zhang Duobao lowered his voice and finished speaking, he patted Wang Zhuangyuan's paw that was pinching his face.

Wang Zhuangyuan's pupils shrank, his heart shook greatly, he slowly let go of his hand, pretended to be calm, and cheered himself up loudly: "Fortune teller?

Zhang Duobao shook his head, "Healer."

"Am I sick?" Wang Zhuangyuan frowned.

"You're sick!" Zhang Duobao looked serious.

"You scolded me?"

"I didn't."

"You lied to me?"

"I didn't."

"That's... What disease do I have? Wang Zhuangyuan saw that Zhang Duobao was full of confidence, not like a liar, but he was also afraid that Zhang Duobao would deceive him, so he hurriedly followed: "If you dare to play me, you can't get out of this bar today." "

Huh." Zhang Duobao replied to him and ignored him.

Everyone at the bar was stunned.

This dead hillbilly is too crazy, right, dare to talk to Wang Zhuangyuan like this, I don't want to live anymore?

Wang Zhuangyuan was almost broken by his "hehe" word.

Since becoming famous, who dares to be so perfunctory in the entire coast?

A: No.

No, there are today.

But he didn't dare to attack Zhang Duobao, just because of Zhang Duobao's mysterious words - you will die in a few days.

Death, he is not afraid.

But waiting for death, he doesn't want to, and the taste of bad luck every day is too uncomfortable!

He coughed, rubbed his hands, and sat down on the sofa opposite Zhang Duobao, and suddenly, he remembered Zhang Duobao's request, and beckoned: "Come to bottle the eighty-two-year-old Zhen Lafite." "

Shhh The second generation of the rich all gasped.

Can you still drink the real Lafite of '82?

They have money, but can't buy it.

Money, sometimes it's really not everything.

How can this stinky peasant in the countryside drink the real Lafite in Wang Zhuangyuan's hands?

They're going to see what happens.

Soon the bartender brought a bottle of '82-year-old Lafite, and then Wang Zhuangyuan pointed at Zhang Duobao and instructed the bartender: "Give this ... Mr. Duckling pours up. "

Mr. Duckling?

The queen's thorny sneered when she heard this.

Zhang Duobao realized this new title, glanced at Wang Zhuangyuan, and scolded in his heart: "Nima, you are selling as Lao Tzu!"

Wang Zhuangyuan didn't care, and made a "please" gesture.

Although Zhang Duobao didn't understand wine, he felt the value of this bottle of Lafite from the envious eyes of the people around him, especially Jiang Qian next to him swallowed his saliva.

Gluttonous?

If you're greedy, just say it, Dad won't give you a drink!

He handed the red wine glass in his hand to Jiang Qian, "Taste?"

Jiang Qianxian covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes flashed with surprise, and she stammered: "I, can I?"

Zhang Duobao gave her a warm smile and nodded vigorously.

Jiang Qian took the wine glass like a crown, and then took a sip gently, so greedy that her best friends flowed out.

Is '82 real Lafite really good?

It might be a little better.

But what they drink is not the taste, but the identity, the feeling, in front of everyone, telling everyone: "There is also a class between the rich second generation and the rich second generation, the old lady can drink the real Lafite, can you nouveau riche?"

Zhang Duobao suddenly felt that this was a good time to get rid of his identity as a soft rice, so he hurriedly poured a cup of Lafite, and then handed it to the Queen of Black Thorns, pretending to be casual and said, "Please."

But Black Thorn didn't take the wine glass, but sat down beside him, put his arms around his neck, and said in a somewhat queenly tone: "Hey me!"

Zhang Duobao really wanted to give himself a slap in the face, "Why provoke her!"

He hurriedly fed the queen, and then quickly broke free from the embrace of the black thorns.

Poured another cup for Kong Cui.

You can't snub your real girlfriend!

Although it is a fake.

The fire in Sheng Jiading's heart on the side was surging, "Why? Why him?! "

Why was he able to get Wang Zhuangyuan's eighty-two years of true Rafite?"

"Why is it that a top rich woman like Black Thorn is the one who supports him, not Lao Tzu!!"

Especially Zhang Duobao poured himself a glass of Lafite at this time, and after drinking it all, he praised it from the bottom of his heart: "It's delicious!"

Sheng Jiading almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

And Wang Zhuangyuan's heart is also dripping blood.

He only has three bottles of real Lafite left in 82 years, and he is usually reluctant to drink it, and plans to drink it again if he plans to entertain the big people from the capital.

But now, life is more important than wine.

He can only endure it.

After a long time, seeing that Zhang Duobao and the four of them drank the bottle of 82-year-old real Lafite to the bottom, he endured his distress and said to Zhang Duobao: "Now talk about the illness?" "