Doomsday Pavilion

Warm wine spit out a bone,

"Piff, dare to fight?"

Wei Tianxing bared his teeth, "Daddy let the three of you stack together!"

"Betting on ten altars of colorful snake king wine."

"Okay...Wait, you three are useless and want to get together to cheat me?"

Wen Zhongjiu turned his head and smiled bitterly,

"I said this old guy will definitely not be fooled."

Sister Xingxing wore a hairy face,

"Daddy prefers to be upright and tough. Tsk, it's a pity that Zhao Er is not there. Seeing his sexy little butt, Daddy's combat effectiveness can be ascending at least three levels."

Warm wine,

"Then Allie, you and Sister Xingxing, I will be wronged and wronged myself. Let's go with this Fatty."

Wei Tianxing sneered,

"Slipping the world, Qing Yu, come and come, let you warm Uncle and see our master's skills."

Wei Qingyu curled up and Nana walked out of the room, her pretty face looking forward to her posture, her legs long and thin waist protruding backwards, like a colorful cloud walking on the horizon.

Lin Chou quickly lowered his head.

Emmm, for now, Qing Yu's skills have exploded to the audience.

You guys don’t even have the ball, what are you talking about?

When Wei Qingyu and Sister Xingxing stood together, one looked like an undeveloped orc, and another looked like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Daddy..."

"People..."

Yes, these two are not at all a style of painting, and they can still talk very happily.

Wei Tianxing stabbed Lin Chou secretly and pointed at the pile of charcoal.

"Boy Lin, when are those below?"

"It's an hour."

"Don't say anything, when Fatty I return triumphantly, this yellow clay pigeon will just be a celebration banquet."

"..."

Wei Tianxing laughed,

"The surname is Wen, let's take the fate, say, what is the bet?"

"Didn't you just say, ten altars of colorful snake king wine, how?"

"Good!" Wei Tianxing agreed immediately.

"Three wins in five rounds?"

"Can."

Wen Zhongjiu turned around and asked, "Do you agree?"

Sister Xing Xing greeted.

Wen Zhongjiu said again, "Allier, what about you, don't hold back and say nothing."

Allier nodded, every one of his big beards was serious,

"Speak carefully, sad."

"..."

Wen Zhongjiu murmured in his heart, it's still no match, why did I feel that I lost more than half of it first.

As soon as a few big shots were about to play, everyone quickly gave up their positions and turned into qualified spectators.

"Come on, who will tee off first?"

Warm wine is like a gentleman of Qianqian,

"Since ancient times, there has been a saying, ladies first, Qing Yu will come first."

Wei Tianxing snorted.

"Count your acquaintances, Qing Yu, you come to drive."

Wei Qingyu stepped forward, bowed and stretched his arms, the beautiful arc and face made the court quiet.

"cough!"

"Ahem!"

A series of coughs.

Wen Zhongjiu looked away casually, and Wei Fatty coldly hummed the gesture of wiping his neck and couldn't see it.

Wei Tianxing pursed his lips viciously.

"Single old dog, do you dare to take another look?"

Wen Zhongjiu didn't say a word, wandering around the world, and the scene was quite embarrassing for a while.

Peeping at the daughter of an old friend, she was discovered.

His face is as thick as a scholar, and his face with warm wine is also a bit unsustainable.

"Crack."

With a crisp sound of hitting the ball, fifteen balls rolled back and forth on the ball table.

Two consecutive pouch noises,

"Number six, number two."

Wen Zhongjiu smiled lightly like water,

"Ho, good luck."

"Snapped."

"tenth."

"Uh..."

"Snapped."

"twelve."

Wen Zhongjiu's face has changed a little, this situation seems to be a little bit too small.

The eight-ball game is the most commonly used in the streets and lanes bars, very simple.

But in terms of skills, almost all the evolutionaries are not a bit worse than those dudes who came during the day.

Without him, he is unfamiliar with his hands. How can the evolutionary have the idle time to soak on the table every day?

It's not a problem if you can't drop the bag for 8 hours.

Otherwise, it won't be dark when the offer is not available, isn't it just because you're afraid of being too embarrassed.

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

Wen Zhongjiu panicked, "Wait, wait! Old Wei, you are not authentic, why did Qing Yuqiu play so well?"

Wei Tianxing laughed and said nothing.

Sister Xingxing suddenly said,

"Oh, I remember, there is a scoring record in the color bar with Qing Yu's name on it. It seems to be... more than one hundred and forty points?"

"Snooker?"

"Yes, it's snooker."

Wen Zhongjiu almost fainted on the spot, and cautiously asked, "Qing Yu, you... more than one hundred and forty points?"

Wei Qingyu smiled sweetly.

"seven."

Patter, black 8 falls into the bag.

...

"Pour wine!!"

"Good, good."

"Pour it again!!"

"good..."

"Again..."

"Warm wine! Are you a bit too much?"

Wen Zhongjiu stared at his own nose, "I'm too much! I'm too much?"

"Wei Fatty, won't your conscience hurt?"

"One hundred and forty-seven points! Clear the table with one stroke! You let people with such technology ravage us Xiaobai who hasn't touched the club several times, you are not too much??"

"Quack."

Said again,

"Well, Linzi, your pigeon tastes perfect. The skin is crispy and tender, especially the part between the meat under the skin. Tsk tsk, there is still juice, it seems like it will splash into the mouth when you bite it, it can't be satisfied anymore."

Ten altars of Snake King Wine were lined up on the ground beside Wei Tianxing. Four altars had been opened, and the fragrant alcohol was so strong that it spread out along the ground like the mist flowing along the mouth of the altar.

He shook his head severely, only to realize that there was no mist at all, everything was an illusion, but the fragrance of the wine remained the same.

Six expensive homing pigeons, three smoked and three mud-roasted, Wei Tianxing didn't even catch a pigeon leg. He had to pay for his own "crime".

Wen Zhongjiu pinched the thin leg bones of the pigeon, and removed the last trace of meat on it.

"Wei Fatty, I didn't expect to warm wine, I really didn't expect that you are such a person?"

"If I come one step later, will I not even be able to see a pigeon feather? You still want to hide your own private... The most annoying thing is that if you clearly said that you would open the black, you actually let Qing Yu secretly calculate US?!"

Wei Tianxing was wronged,

"Obviously you are the first to pick things, so why do you blame me for this?"

"Does you know that I am trying to catch them? I paralyzed them mentally, and then you and I won the stars and Allier in one fell swoop..."

Sister Xingxing and Allier stared together,

"Hehe, you deserve to have bought ten jars of wine."

Wen Zhongjiu looked bitter, and yelled to Lin sadly,

"Daddy's selling a thousand jars of wine is not worth one jar of your kid. This time I lost a lot of money."

Wei Tianxing snorted.

"If you want to take first, you must first give it."

Wen Zhongjiu was taken aback for a long time,

"Old guard, you are swollen."

Wei Qingyu chuckled.

"My dad is swollen, it's just a blow."

Wei Tianxing slapped his belly,

"The prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. How can people like you with a small belly and chicken intestines be able to compare... Ten jars of wine are only ten jars of wine. Seeing how uncle feels distressed you, I almost cried."

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