In fact, Li Qiang did not arrange assistants among the audience at all, and the wine he drank did not create an opportunity to vomit it quietly, and it is still in his stomach!

However, this stomach is not the other stomach. If you drink alcohol normally, the alcohol must pass through the esophagus and enter the stomach. After staying here for a period of time, it flows into the small intestine to absorb and decompose. A small part is used to replenish the body's water, and most of it is sent into the bladder. After a certain amount of alcohol is accumulated, it is excreted from the body through urine.

Li Qiang's "The Sea Immortal" used his supernatural power to change this route. He transformed the wine into a virtual substance. On the surface, he seemed to be drinking happily, but in fact he had no contact with the wine at all. At most, he just smelled some wine, and his tongue didn't even touch a drop of wine!

After this performance, only he himself knew best that the total amount of various wines stored in his body with virtual quality was equivalent to the amount of water used by a water dispenser, almost twenty liters.

"Everyone should remember that you must not ask me to drink." Li Qiang raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a faint smile: "Otherwise, you will lose unsightly."

The audience immediately gave warm applause. Magic is like this. No matter what cheating method the magician used, as long as you can't see it, he will win. Nine out of the ten viewers who watched the magician said they were "struggle to see through the mechanism". What kind of performance is perfect? ​​These audiences were completely attracted by magic, and even forgot to find faults and forget that they were seeking decryption. This is called perfection!

"Brother, borrow a lighter to use it."

After a moment, the applause slowed down, and Li Qiang suddenly greeted a young man in the VIP seat under the stage.

There was an exquisite Zhibao lighter on the table in front of the young man, but smoking was prohibited in public places. His lighter was just a decoration and might also be used to open a bottle plug.

When he saw the mask magician asking for borrowing, the young man naturally didn't say anything. He picked up the lighter and signaled to Li Qiang. After Li Qiang opened his hands and nodded, he turned his wrist and threw it onto the stage accurately.

Li Qiang took it steadily and smiled at the audience: "Don't worry, I'm not going to smoke. Smoking in public places will be subject to administrative penalties of three days of detention. If I'm caught, who will perform the magic behind?"

The audience immediately let out a kind smile, and a small number of smart audiences suddenly became aware that the little magician Feng Kun would definitely not appear. Tonight is the special performance of this masked magician!

Li Qiang stopped when he clicked, and did not give these smart people any chance to make noise. After laughing, he immediately asked loudly: "Have you ever seen anyone use cannons to kill mosquitoes?!"

"Haha, I often hear that people do such stupid things, but I have never seen them with my own eyes."

"This sentence should be just a metaphor, right? How can one really use cannons to hit mosquitoes?"

"It's impossible to prove it if you fight!"

"This magician is going to make trouble for the demon again, it's a bit interesting."

Giving the audience half a minute to play, Li Qiang suddenly reached out and pointed in the air: "Look, there are mosquitoes!"

It was just summer, and it was the golden season for mosquitoes to reproduce. It was impossible for a huge nightclub performance hall to be without mosquitoes, but no one could see clearly whether there were mosquitoes in the area where Li Qiang’s fingers were.

Just as the audience looked in the direction of Li Qiang's finger, with a "ding" sound, Li Qiang lit the zippo lighter, quickly raised his head in front of him, and then "looking up forty-five degrees" in the air, bulged his cheeks and blew violently.

"coax--"

Accompanied by a muffled thunderous sound, a huge fire dragon suddenly appeared in the air, which immediately attracted the audience's exclamations and screams.

"Coax—" "Coax—"

Li Qiang sprayed the fire dragon one after another, changing his posture from time to time, so that the audience from all angles could see more clearly. The lighting engineer quickly reacted and hurriedly turned off the lights in the audience area. In this way, Li Qiang stood on the stage and looked down, with relaxed and happy faces everywhere that were completely attracted by the performance.

This is a stunning performance that Li Qiang had already thought of in the background. There is a test question for high school physics class, which is to calculate the relationship between temperature and pressure and alcohol ignition point. When Li Qiang performed "The Sea Is Endless", he specially stored the high wine separately. After spraying it out, it formed a high pressure in an instant to reduce the ignition point. In this way, the wine of more than 40 degrees quickly opened and burned fiery, forming a series of dazzling fire dragons.

The performance of fire-breathing was originally an acrobatic project and was not very well matched with magic. However, Li Qiang's sudden performance was more shocking. Moreover, fire-breathing acrobatics generally use kerosene, white gasoline, and lighter oil, while Li Qiang used foreign wines of high numbers such as whiskey, which was equivalent to alcohol mixed with impurities, so the effect of the fire dragon is completely different from the fire dragon among the impurities.

The fire in the fire spitting performance is more solid, brighter and more explosive. However, because of the low alcohol content, Li Qiang's fire dragon is more ethereal, more divergent, and hazy, and is more superior!

At this time of the performance, the audience had already thrown some magic kings, Feng Kun and others into Java! They cheered and clapped hard, and were completely attracted by the wonderful performance of the Mask Magician.

There was a noise or two that were all ignored by everyone, and the "rebel" personnel arranged by Crystal Palace were completely useless.

This is not what the script is written! The spy leader sent by Crystal Palace is going crazy at this time. In the initial plan, when the performance is time, Fuhuang could not invite Feng Kun. At this time, he and his subordinates quietly aroused the anger of the guests. When the matter was in trouble, he pretended to suddenly receive a call from a friend to announce good news to everyone. Feng Kun's performance was changed to be in Crystal Palace and will be officially held tomorrow.

This is equivalent to slapping the rich emperor hard in the face. The audience came and returned in disappointment. The rich emperor's popularity plummeted. Crystal Palace snatched away all the limelight. What a perfect plan!

But things were developing in another direction. A masked magician came out from somewhere. As soon as he came on stage, he performed an extremely wonderful magic, arousing the interest of all the audience. Then the exciting one after another. The boy simply stayed on the stage and stopped leaving. The audience was like he was injected with chicken blood, just watching his performance, and he had long forgotten Feng Kun!

Nima, why are the audience so untasteful tonight? The spy leader Zhou Daiyong is so annoyed. What is the performance of the little magic king Feng Kun? It is an iron cage escape, the body is suspended, and the weight is broken! And what is the performance of this guy who is covered with a face and dare not see anyone? He plays a big knife, drinks a big wine, and fireballs? It is not at the same level at all!

Zhou Daiyong was completely speechless with these audiences. He was simply a group of rural local buns, and he had never seen the world before! Just a few tricks attracted them!

Zhou Daiyong really wanted to shout to these embarrassing guys, "Do you have some taste, show some appreciation level, don't continue to be so embarrassing!"

Just when Zhou Daiyong was full of anger and was like a toad, Li Qiang finished his performance and pretended to be mysterious and touched it for a while, and actually took out a glass ashtray with a diameter of 20 cm.

The audience was immediately in an uproar. The mask magician has never left everyone's sight since his performance in the sea Wuliang. He could not see any strangeness in his body. Where did this stupid and heavy ashtray come out?!

"Damn, how is this possible?" A young man next to Zhou Daiyong slammed the table and asked excitedly: "Did anyone see it? Where did that ashtray come from?"

"Look at your sister!" Zhou Daiyong finally broke out, slapped the little brother in the head, and whispered: "Do you come to the show?"

"Uh..." The younger brother then recalled the role he was playing, sat down embarrassedly and stopped saying a word.

The other two younger brothers at the same table quickly calmed down the excitement on their faces. The masked magician performed so well that they were all just watching the performance and forgot that anything they had today was forged to be ruined by Fuhuang.

"Idiots, be smarter!" Zhou Daiyong glared at the three little brothers angrily and said, "I'll call the boss and report the situation here. You guys sit honestly!"

After Zhou Daiyong left, the little brother who was slapped him in the face only stuck out his tongue and made a face. The three of them laughed heartlessly.

"Hey, I'll say." One of the little brothers who had a gothic hairstyle asked in a low voice: "Is Brother Zhou's quick medicine useless? I saw the magician drink it with my own eyes, but why hasn't it been effective yet?"

The other younger brother immediately agreed: "Who said no? That's the share of three people. If I go to drink it, I'll be floating now!"
Chapter completed!