The swordsman who started as Douluo

Chapter 73 Wine Table Game

Wang Xin was finally affected by the conversation of the three people, and the bowl on his head fell to the ground.

He lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.

The prodigal said coldly: "Come here and be punished!"

Long Tianquan asked quickly: "Hey, Grandpa Feng, what are you doing?"

"Of course I whipped him. A swordsman must not only be able to wield a knife, but he must also be able to take a beating."

When Long Tianquan heard that Wang Xin was going to be whipped, he immediately became excited.

"Grandpa Feng, let me come, let me come."

Long Tianquan grabbed the whip and said, "How can I bother you, old man, to do this?"

Wang Xin didn't say anything and stood upright with his back to the two of them.

Long Tianquan whipped it down, and he was very excited.

Wang Xin gritted his teeth and let the whip fall on him without making a sound.

"My strength is too weak, please increase your strength!"

"what!"

Long Tianquan was surprised, "You're still young!"

He began to feel sorry for Wang Xin in his heart. Although Chen Xin was very harsh on him, he had never suffered like this before!

Long Tianquan was no longer playful at the beginning, and the strength of his hand became a little smaller.

Just as the prodigal son was about to speak, Ning Rongrong immediately pulled him away and said, "Grandpa Feng, I want to get drunk with the fairy brew!"

Feng Langzi looked at Ning Rongrong, then at the two of them, and sighed helplessly.

"That's all, let's go, grandpa will take you to drink!"

When Long Tianquan saw the prodigal son leaving, he immediately threw the whip aside.

He smiled and said: "You are too miserable! Let me see your wounds!"

Wang Xin straightened his clothes and kicked Long Tianquan.

Long Tianquan raised his hand to block the attack and said with a smile: "Don't be so stingy! It's just a matter of a few whips. Besides, my strength is so weak, I'll replace you with your master, hehehehe!"

Seeing Long Tianquan's lewd smile, Wang Xin snorted coldly and walked towards the room.

Long Tianquan followed closely and said with a smile: "Ouch, I'm so angry!"

As soon as Wang Xin entered the room, he kicked Long Tianquan again. Long Tianquan took a few steps back. Wang Xin smiled and then closed the door.

"Damn it, this kid has learned too much and is not as cute as before!"

Long Tianquan cursed and walked downstairs, and found that Feng Langzi had placed rows of wine on a long table. The wine glasses were arranged from large to small, and the one at the end was the Zuixian Brewing!

"I'll go! What kind of game is this?"

"What about the boy?"

Feng Langzi asked when he saw that Long Tianquan was the only one coming down.

Long Tianquan shrugged and said, "He went back to his room, probably to change his clothes!"

The prodigal nodded and continued to fiddle with the wine glass in his hand.

After a while, Wang Xin came down. As Long Tianquan expected, he had indeed changed his clothes.

The prodigal stood up and said, "I'll teach you a little drinking game."

He took out a set of cards and said: "The rules are very simple. The number of cards drawn from the opponent's cards will determine which cup the opponent drinks! The numbers one, two and three can give your opponent how many cups to drink. If you want To block, you can only use cards that are multiples of it to offset it, but you can also use your own one, two, and three to retreat."

"Do you understand everything?"

Long Tianquan nodded, Ning Rongrong still didn't understand, "Grandpa Feng, what if one drink is finished and after a round, you choose another glass?"

"Then there's no need to drink."

"What if the opponent draws one of mine?"

"Then have your first drink!"

Ning Rongrong nodded and said, "I understand!"

Long Tianquan looked at Wang Xin: "Do you understand?"

Wang Xin nodded, and the prodigal son continued: "I will play a game on Rongrong's behalf first. The wines chosen for this game will be drunk first by those in Rongrong's row. Do you understand?"

The two nodded, "I understand!"

The three of them stood in a row. Unfortunately, Long Tianquan's card was drawn by the prodigal.

Long Tianquan watched Feng Langzizi's hand move back and forth on his cards, his heart in his throat.

The prodigal smiled, pulled out a card and threw it on the table.

Long Tianquan wailed, "Why did you draw sixteen!"

He counted them up one by one and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Fortunately, it was not Drunken Immortal Brew.

Long Tianquan took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Even though he had drank a lot of wine, the taste of the wine still hurt his throat.

He frowned and asked, "What kind of wine is this? Why is it so spicy?"

Ning Rongrong gently hammered Long Tianquan and laughed out loud. Looking at his appearance, Feng Langzi couldn't help but laugh: "This is called Wangjiu because..."

After looking at Ning Rongrong, he changed his words and said, "It's one of the strongest wines on the mainland anyway. It's a man's favorite, and you know how to cherish it!"

Long Tianquan understood, nodded solemnly and said: "This wine... is not bad!"

The game continued. Even though Long Tianquan tried his best to control his facial expression, it was of no avail. He couldn't get along with Feng Langzi at all, and he always drank a small glass of wine.

However, Wang Xin was not much better. Long Tianquan and the European Emperor possessed him every time, and he always got big cards. Even though he had no facial expressions, he drank a lot of wine.

Long Tianquan was freed immediately after the last ticket was taken away.

"No more cards, no more cards! Substitute, substitute!"

He let out a long sigh and said: "Grandpa Feng, you must be able to read minds! It feels like you know every little sign of trouble in my heart."

The prodigal put down the last three cards in his hand, and the biggest blackjack was in his hand.

"This game is a test of one's observation and judgment. If you meet me, you will be unlucky!"

Long Tianquan looked at the blackjack, shook his head and said: "No, you are lucky to meet Wang Xin."

Feng Langzi was stunned for a moment, and Long Tianquan looked at Wang Xin again and said, "What kind of luck do you have! You didn't win even this!"

Wang Xin drank and his voice became louder.

"Can you blame me? Aren't you just as lucky?"

"Damn it, try it in front of your master, it will be a complete crushing of skills, okay!"

Seeing the two of them quarreling over a trivial matter, the prodigal son didn't intend to dissuade him. He smiled silently, stood up and said, "Then you three can play by yourselves!"

The three waved their hands and started the next round.

The prodigal son came to the cashier with a wine glass and sat down, looking at the three of them quietly.

Without the prodigal son, Long Tianquan killed everyone in the card game.

"Nineteen! Hahaha, Wang Xin, drink up!"

Wang Xin picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, then took out the cards from Ning Rongrong's hand.

"Seventeen!"

Unfortunately, Seventeen's wine was full.

Ning Rongrong threw out a card and said: "Minus three!"

"Plus three!"

Ning Rongrong said with a crying face: "Tianquan... I don't want to drink!"

Long Tianquan shook his head, picked up the wine glass and drank it for her.

"It's time for me to whip you!"