Can we still have an appetite if we hold the oil in our hands?

Even if I give it back 10,000 yuan, the two of you are holding on so tightly, it’s obvious that you don’t want to give it up.

Not to mention, if you really want to give it, shouldn't you just hand it over? As for asking again: Do you want to eat it?!

What the hell! Do you want me to eat it or not?

I'm so angry!

This time I came to the Western Army on official business. I have been running around for days and days, working day and night, day and night, day and night. I haven’t slept a wink for several days. Now I have to suffer such cowardice. I have really suffered a lot at my grandma’s house...

"Commander, they don't want to eat."

The two guys hurriedly lowered their heads and took a bite of the two unbitten bones.

At this time, they also wanted to understand why the commander didn't look at the others, because the other people ate the two bones together as soon as they got them, at least taking one bite first, and then focused on chewing on the other.

We were the only two idiots who hadn't thought of this level, and the danger was gone.

"Two bastards!"

Ma Zhuogong's face immediately turned blue.

He immediately glared at Lu Yuncheng who had not grabbed the bone: "Pour the wine, what are you doing standing there?!"

Lu Yuncheng looked at his empty hands and was speechless: I didn't have any either, Marshal, why didn't you say anything?

I had no choice but to quickly pick up a piece of meat and put it into my mouth. Then I picked up the big ladle to scoop out the wine. I was immediately kicked by Ma Daogong on my buttocks: "Wait a minute!"

Feng Yin still didn't know that the big bowl was big, but a full bowl of wine was never meant to be drunk in one gulp. But just now he saw so many generals raising their hands to toast, and based on Qian's drinking table culture, he naturally subconsciously

I think it should be boring.

Although he felt his throat was burning at this moment, the alcohol content was only average compared to his previous life, and he was only in his 30s or 40s when he died. With his current cultivation level, especially the Spirit Transformation Sutra technique, he is best at repairing injuries.

, drink it in one breath and feel nothing.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! So after filling up the wine for the second time, Fengyin followed the principle of 'it is disrespectful to come and not to reciprocate' and stood up first with the wine bowl in hand.

"Ma Shuai, thank you all for your hospitality. I'll give you a bowl in return."

I raised my head and gurgled...

Another drink.

The muscles at the corner of Ma Daicheng's mouth twitched subconsciously: "Mr. Nan is really heroic, let's all come together!"

As he said that, he glared at several generals fiercely.

The meaning couldn’t be more clear——

You guys, don’t embarrass me!

A group of generals picked up their wine bowls with a grimace and started drinking wine.

Even though all the men in the army love to drink, it's okay for everyone to drink more than ten kilograms of wine, which is quite reasonable. But when it comes to drinking three kilograms of wine in one gulp, it is unprecedented.

And the two bowls of wine were consumed one after another in such a hurry that there was almost no gap.

Coupled with the lack of food in the stomach, some people's heads immediately started to shake, and the feet began to feel fluttery.

They all felt that they had been caught off guard by the miracle doctor, and they were completely stunned.

The group of guys who originally wanted to have a good time suddenly became more obedient, lowering their heads and eating meat with big mouthfuls. In an instant, there was another big bowl that was free.

It is always the meat and vegetables that beat the wine best, so that almost no one touches the pots of vegetables next to them.

"More pots!"

When the horse succeeds, he shouts.

Ma Daocheng threatened the generals with his eyes and looked at them one by one.

The meaning is equally clear.

I've been bullied into my home for two consecutive cities, but one of you stood up and made a toast?

At least a few people stood up and responded, right?

All the generals lowered their heads to eat the meat, but no one raised their head to respond to the commander's look.

Toast?

I'm not stupid.

Judging from the look on the part of Divine Doctor Nan, he is a great connoisseur of wine. I guess another ten or eight bowls will be fine. If I go up and you don’t, I myself will be caught by this miracle doctor, and I won’t be able to drink one.

Are you so angry that you die?

Will you still hang out in the future?!

The commander-in-chief has an order... Well, this is not a military order...

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