He patted his head sharply and shook it vigorously.

"Damn it, what I want...it seems to be something of the Mo family, but what is it?"

Looking up, he stared at the old helmsman very seriously.

"Hey, do you know what I want to ask?"

"I think you are really drunk...you are not lightly drunk!" The old helmsman was speechless, pouring himself a glass of wine again: "You are asking me where exactly the Mo family live!"

"Yes, yes, I remember..." Feng Chenglin waved his hand again and again, his eyes blurred again and continued groping on his body: "It's strange, why is it missing..."

"What's missing? The anti-alcoholic medicine?" The old helmsman rolled his eyes: "Isn't your anti-alcoholic medicine gone long ago?"

"Nonsense... where is my anti-drinking medicine..." Feng Chenglin pulled off the belt buckle from his waist, drooping his head and struggling: "Huh...what's the matter? Why can't it open... "

The old helmsman shook his head speechlessly, and poured another glass of wine: "Actually, even if you are not drunk, ask me, I won't tell you..."

Feng Chenglin didn't seem to hear these words, he still clung to his belt persistently: "Damn it, why can't you open it...it makes no sense..."

Seeing his stubborn look, the old rudder shook his head: "The Mo family has the rules of the Mo family, not everyone can tell the secrets of the Mo family casually! Even if it is me... because there are very few members of our Mo family! "

With a long sigh, he seemed to be thinking of sad things, and without drinking a cup, he lifted the wine jar and took a few mouthfuls.

He hadn't noticed Feng Chenglin on one side at all, and was looking at him with a look of "I fucking".

How can this guy drink so much?

I knew this earlier, I should just use the wine jar to dry it directly.

As for such a few cups of turbid wine, he would faint in the drama! ?

Because he was afraid that if he gets too much, he will lose more than the gain if he gets that guy really drunk.

No wonder, this guy is really a little alcoholic.

If it hadn't been for him to have anti-drinking medicine as a primer, secretly made hands and feet, and a thousand cups were not drunk, he had really been drinking and lying down.

A jar of wine was poured almost in one breath by the old helmsman.

"Snapped!"

The wine jar fell and fell to pieces.

Feng Chenglin suddenly raised his head, his body shook, and he was already drunk again: "Huh... you drank it all?"

Blinking his eyes, he smiled,

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay after drinking it all, I have so many..."

He took the wine out of the space again.

"Here, there are three jars of wine, if you...if you have the ability, you will drink it all...we will not get drunk or return..."

The old helmsman glanced at him disgustingly: "You? Are you still drunk? Then you can go home now..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Judging from the fact that he provides so much wine, he has to know how to break it!

Fortunately, he is drunk now, otherwise it would be embarrassing!

After complaining, the old helmsman continued to grab the wine jar and pour the wine.

In Feng Chenglin's jaw-dropping eyes, he killed it in one breath.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is this guy a wine cellar?

The two of them drank four jars of wine, and he poured one jar at most.

This is still under the blessing of the anti-alcoholic medicine, and it has not passed out.

Unexpectedly, the old man had done five jars of wine by himself, but he was still full of energy.

Ordinary people drink so much, even their stomachs will burst!