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Chapter 43 The Drinking Tiger
Quan Xing has been causing trouble all over the country in some dishonest ways recently.

Of course, the main ones are the four madmen.

Otherwise, why call them the Four Madmen?

It's not just because their combined abilities can be called money, sex, and power, but because they are the most arrogant people in the entire industry.

While other members of Quan Xing were recuperating and extending their existence, the Four Madmen of Quan Xing had no intention of resting at all. They were the external faces of Quan Xing.

Especially during the period when their acting leader went undercover in Longhu Mountain, the four madmen were extremely arrogant and domineering, and no one knew how many things they had done in the world of extraordinary people.

Their purpose was to hide the traces of their acting leader and to prevent people from knowing the existence of their acting leader, so the four madmen set off a bloody storm in the entire entertainment industry.

Originally, it would have been just like that, but the old Heavenly Master came down from Mount Longhu, which gave Quan Xing some ideas. He started making trouble all over the country, and the entire world of extraordinary people began to fall into chaos.

Of course, there are people who try to take advantage of the situation by using the name of Quan Xing, but everyone will blame Quan Xing for everything.

This is also the reason why the whole nature exists.

Because everyone needs such a force to exist, and only when such a force exists can everyone live well.

In this situation, it would be extremely irresponsible for Zhao Fangxu to run out alone, and he might very likely get himself killed.

In the world of aliens, there are too many ways to make a person die unclearly. If it is an ordinary person, everyone will deal with it, but if the person who died is an alien, no one will care.

Because this is an extraordinary person. While he has abilities, he also has to take the risk of his own life and death.

As for these things, the company would not care much. After all, as long as the overall situation of the alien world was stable, that was enough. And as long as the fight between them did not involve ordinary people, there would be no problem. As for other things, they were the alien world's own business and had nothing to do with them.

And now, Zhao Fangxu is meeting with the Black Tiger Mountain Lord Changbai Mountain God among the mountain gods.

"I never thought that the leader of such a large group would be such a weak person."

Heihushanjun ate the four-happiness meatballs in front of him, and then looked at Zhao Fangxu's strength towards this guy. He felt that he was not even as good as the soldiers in the Song Dynasty.

"Am I that weak? How strong was your first master, Song Huizong? He seemed to be a pretty good painter."

Zhao Fangxu was still smiling, not angry at all, and asked about Song Huizong.

"That's Emperor Daojun! In that era, Emperor Daojun's power was comparable to that of the Heavenly Master!"

The Black Tiger Mountain Army looked at Zhao Fangxu and knew what news he wanted to know. "I know what news you want to know. I can tell you that that era is completely incomparable to the present. That era was the last glory."

"It was the last glory before the advent of the Dharma Ending Age, or the last glory after the Dharma Ending Age. During that period, Taoist Heavenly Masters emerged one after another, and the true forms of Buddhist Arhats appeared. The Sky-Splitting Palm that you practiced was a means for blacksmiths and cooks to fan the fire."

Zhao Fangxu raised his eyebrows and asked another question, "Why did the Jingkang Incident happen in such a powerful Song Dynasty?"

Black Tiger Mountain Lord chuckled, "If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the Dharma Ending Age, causing those guys to lose their magic power, do you think the Song Dynasty would have lost? Emperor Daojun was in his prime, but because of the master of painting, the power of his paintings is beyond your imagination!"

"Have you read Water Margin? The Taoist priests in Water Margin can mobilize the Yellow Turban Warriors to serve them, but Emperor Daojun can directly mobilize thousands of troops with just a painting."

"I have learned a little about your era. There are two major methods of painting: secret painting and divine painting. However, these two methods were not considered as any methods back then. Do you know the method of summoning the spirits? It is called the Eight Wonders in your era, right? I can tell you that Song Huizong had this method. He could collect the souls of the dead in his paintings. He could attach souls to the things he painted and let them fight with people. He had painted the heaven and the underworld before, with 100,000 heavenly soldiers and 1 million underworld officials. All the people in the Song Dynasty at that time were completely under the control of Emperor Daojun from birth to death!"

Zhao Fangxu was dumbfounded when he heard this, he had never thought that Emperor Daojun would be so powerful. This made him completely confused as to how such a powerful Emperor Daojun could lose, so he pulled over a stool and poured himself a cup of tea, wanting to listen to what Black Tiger Mountain Lord had to say.

"You are free now. Bring me some wine and I will explain it to you in detail."

Heihu Shanjun watched Zhao Fangxu sit down and he also wanted to drink. Zhao Fangxu looked a little unhappy. Heihu Shanjun was not a good drinker.

"You don't drink very well, so why don't you drink?" "Rice wine is fine. The wine of your era is too strong. The strong wine of our era cannot compare with yours. Just give me some rice wine."

Heihu Shanjun also knew that he was not able to drink alcohol. After all, he had been very drunk before. Although there was no fighting or making a fuss, he kept singing the lyrics of "Tiger". He sang Liu Sanbian's ditty in his rough voice all night long.

The rain bells are ringing, the cicadas are chirping, it is late at the long pavilion, and there are butterflies in love with the flowers. I stand on the dangerous building, feeling the gentle breeze and looking at the spring sorrow.

In short, all the songs he sang were in the graceful style. It was really creepy to hear a tiger singing graceful lyrics. The most important thing was that he didn't use human language at the end, but roared in the voice of a tiger.

The tiger roared all night long, and it really scared everyone.

This is not fear, everyone is on the edge of a knife, how can they be afraid? Even if it is a tiger, they can treat it as a cat, but the only problem is that when this person sings the lyrics, it is fatal!
He is really the type who wants his life when others want money!

It would be fine if Heihushanjun sang the bold and unrestrained style of iron plate and copper teeth, but he likes the euphemistic style of ivory carvings, which is really too exciting.

It was all a bit too stimulating. Anyway, no one slept well that day after he drank. It's not that they couldn't sleep, but they had nightmares in the middle of the night after listening to the lyrics. In the dreams, Li Kui called them brother in a delicate voice, and even Lin Daiyu had a face of Li Kui, who was pulling up weeping willows and said, "Brother, am I pretty?"

So everyone came to a decision, that is, never let this tiger touch alcohol, not even glutinous rice balls in wine, because this guy ate glutinous rice balls in wine and sang all night long.

But Zhao Fangxu didn't know about this. He only knew that Tiger was drunk and thought that Tiger was drunk because of the strong liquor. He didn't consider that it was just a small bowl of rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice!
So Zhao Fangxu directly brought over a jar of rice wine and even asked for a large straw. After all, Tiger couldn't just pick up the wine and pour it into his mouth. Giving him a straw to drink slowly was quite comfortable.

They were drinking and chatting at the same time, but Zhao Fangxu ended up regretting it. When Tiger saw the wine, he gulped down a big gulp of it without hesitation, and then hugged Zhao Fangxu and started dancing the waltz, and he danced very well. The only problem was that Tiger was lying down. Who could have imagined this scene?

The first reaction of everyone who saw this scene was to take out their mobile phones and calmly start recording and taking photos, and then send them to other regions. On that day, all seven regions in the country were filled with joy.

The regional leaders were laughing like crazy on the spot, and the temporary workers were all stunned.

"How come a fat guy can dance with a tiger? How cool is that?"

"It's so fun, I want to dance too!"

"Is this tiger strong?!"

"Is this a Siberian tiger? How can it be so big? Logically, a Siberian tiger shouldn't be this big!"

"..."

"Is this the Black Tiger Mountain King? Is this why we are here? It seems like something big is really going to happen!"

Temporary workers from other regions also spoke, but their speeches were all swept up in the discussion and no one saw them. However, Gao Erzhuang still intercepted their speeches.

"San Zhuang, you see these guys have already spoken, how should we respond?"

"No answer! These people are about to get into trouble. Can they watch Fatty Zhao's show?"

"Haha, someone is going to be in trouble, then I'm happy!"

Gao Erzhuang was very happy to hear this answer, but then he saw Gao Wenfeng pick up the security guard's clothes and put on his own windbreaker.

"What are you going to do? Why are you a senior again?"

When Erzhuang saw her younger brother changing into this set of clothes, she scratched her head. She didn't understand what he was doing.

"It's time to take action! I should take action now. No matter what, we should go and rescue Fatty Zhao now, otherwise something bad will happen."

When Gao Sanzhuang went out, he kicked the door open and ran away. Now he wanted to know one question: who the hell gave Lao Hu wine?
(End of this chapter)