I am omnipotent because of wine

[Give me one. 】Style said, holding the two heavy black iron bracelets, and put them on his wrists, these are things that the master made before, allowing him to exercise his body.

When he first adjusted his body, all kinds of medicines had already made his internal organs and bones quite tough. Two such heavy ones tied to his hands would not make his body gradually deform, but could exercise his body .

[You can have what you want, isn't it beautiful? 】The system says it does not want to manage the style.

[Not only do I want to be beautiful, I also look beautiful. Since I am making a movie, it is reasonable to create some things for the main actors to make them more convenient. 】The style doesn't know what era the system is in, it's just a tentative question.

【you……】

As soon as I listened to the system cassette, I knew there was something going on, [If you need anything, you can also tell me, we have signed a contract, you said that I should go to many worlds, cooperation is better than disagreement It's convenient. 】

In the end, the system seemed to be convinced by him, and directly instilled some methods of using the system backpack into Style's mind, and then escaped. There was nothing the system wanted in this ancient world.

What it needs are TV dramas, movies, and animations in modern society, and learn from the content in them, so that they can go to those similar worlds with style, hoping to produce high-grossing movies.

When I came to this ancient world, I really wanted to cheat him, and I really cheated on the style, but now the style looks better than before.

A piece of medical skills is superb, and various arts are also very smooth. If he doesn't have a playful smile and restores the expression that the boss used to face his employees before, he will definitely be a generation of male gods.

It's just that the distance between a male god and a male nerve is only one word.

The style coming out of Yigu doesn't do anything, as long as he wears the identity plate from Yigu on his waist, he will become the guest of all major forces.

It's just that this guest has a little problem with his thinking. First, he walked around the rivers and lakes twice to let many forces know that someone from Medical Valley was born again.

Style went directly to Huashan, holding the Medical Valley Token all the way unimpeded, went directly to the gate of Huashan School, and was kindly welcomed in by a disciple.

The style is hehe.

At the beginning, I only put on the gray bunt for convenience, but I felt that I would never wear it again in my life, so I changed into the best-looking white shirt in the tailor shop.

Style also went to a brothel, of course, unlike those playboys, Style just drank a lot of wine there, and asked cute girls to tie his hair by the way.

Money is not everything, and nothing is impossible without money.

Style deeply understands the truth of this sentence. First, he saved a few people with stupid money, and then it snowballed, with more and more money.

Style feels that it can already be compared with modern stars. After wearing a piece of clothing, there is no need to wear it a second time.

He is personable, and the jade flute he holds in his hand is originally intended to maintain his style while carrying the piano on his back. In the end, according to the weight ratio, the former is indeed more comfortable.

Compared with the flute, the sound of the flute is more stable, and the style feels that it is better for a young man to be more lively.

So let's take a lively one-on-one challenge to the entire Huashan faction.

First, I sat there drinking tea with the old man of the Huashan faction, and then I started talking about the main point, "I heard that the Huashan disciples value etiquette cultivation the most. What does the master of the mountain think of his disciples?"

The old man laughed, very confident, "Naturally, my disciples are familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, which is not as good as it is, and the education is still good."

Style: "Oh, huh." The old man always felt a little wrong with the tone word huh.

"Mr. Feng, what do you want to say?" The old man of the Huashan faction always felt that there might be something wrong with his style. Yigu came to Huashan on his own initiative. how to think.

"I don't know, do the group of disciples who left Huashan six years ago already have a family now?" Otherwise, it would be very annoying to beat Lao Tzu, and the son would come to revenge after he grows up.

The old man felt strange, but still replied, "No."

The style continued, "Those people are still practicing at the foot of the mountain, or are they practicing in the mountain?"

"Recently the Supreme Elder celebrated his birthday, and all the disciples are in Huashan, what does Mr. Feng mean?" The old man felt that his style might be provocative, and his smiling face turned cold.

"It's nothing, but I wanted to come to Huashan to study art in the early years, but I never called those seniors who have gone down the mountain beggars. The disciples of the Beggar Gang are all over the country, and I never thought of impersonating them."

After speaking, he began to run the internal force of his body, the chemical effect of the soul and body changes, and cultivated the internal force for a few years, and there are all kinds of good medicinal materials for recuperation. The style is deeper than the internal force of a group of old monsters many.

The mountain master of the Huashan faction was taken aback.

"That's why I know that I'm learning swordsmanship. I don't have enough talent, so I have to learn swordsmanship. I'm here to ask those seniors for advice. If I get injured, the Lord of the Mountain doesn't have to worry. I'm at least a swordsman." Doctor."

As for whether your people will be injured or not, it's none of my business. I'm not familiar with the process of how other people face-slapping, and even the concept of face-slapping seems a bit strange.

If you want to hit someone, if you happen to be able to beat someone well, then just hit it~

Fortunately, the society is "harmonious" now, and there is no need to enter the game and fine 200 for beating someone.

Don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, and don't scold someone dirty if you swear.

When the fight really started, Style not only turned his bow left and right, but beat the group of people who had drawn their swords against Cai Cai Style, who was almost powerless at the time, with bruised noses and swollen faces, and also greeted a few words by the way.

There is not even a word of swearing, "When I first met the seniors, I only felt that the suave and suave young man Pian Pian, compared with the current pearls and jades, looks better now."

Dad's face is swollen by you!

Pooh.

But it was just a beating, and later on, he also used some medicine to reduce swelling and blood stasis, and under the staring eyes of those seniors, his face was covered with embarrassment.

Before leaving, I still did not forget to say something to the mountain master of the Huashan faction, "Now that I am still young, I have not reached the crown, and I don't have much money in my hands. This time, the elders of the Huashan faction are celebrating their birthdays, so I will not participate."

Bye bye.

It's really a good mood to have a fight.

Especially face slaps.

What is interesting in Jianghu is that violence can be done with so-called justice, and there is no natural revenge.

Style went all the way to the capital city. The distance from Yigu to the capital city is very long. The people on this road are stupid and rich. The bosses who came quickly were very kind and sponsored him a lot of money.

The style left them with some worthless pills, but they had a good detoxifying effect, and they received a lot of money, so they didn't feel guilty at all.

Facing the system's complaints about the unequal value, the style only answered calmly, [hold back for dissatisfaction. 】

His talent is indeed good, but he has also put in a lot of effort. The typical talent is better than yours, and the effort is more than ten times that of yours.

Someone said before that all the efforts are for the achievement of the human self.

As for the reason for going to the capital, of course it was to meet friends.

After settling in Yigu for a year, I learned about the style, and I got in touch with Dong Yu because of the exclusive delivery staff in Yigu.

The prince also has several concubines.

Only the poor style is still a single dog, the only difference is that he has now become a walking wine jar.

Therefore, it is really a big bug to say that internal force can relieve alcohol.

Maintaining a letter every three months, and a letter reply every six months, this slow-moving behavior of sending letters, the style understands that the hero Xiaoliu has already attacked his own father at this moment.

As a doctor, Style has a very high-sounding reason to go to the palace.

The emperor was poisoned, and the toxin was special. It would disguise people as someone who looked like he was dying of a serious illness, but he would not die in a short time.And three months after the poisoning, there will be a kind of suspended animation symptom, Xiao Liu is planning to let the prince personally bury the old man alive.

Style felt that this unlucky child was not smothered to death by the emperor when he was born, it must be because of the deep love between father and son.

"I am a healer hired by the prince with a lot of money." Style stood at the gate of the prince's capital mansion. As for why he said such a useless nonsense, it was purely from Dongyu who found him after entering the city.

This is called for outsiders to see.

In fact, it was a code for his identity. The Prince's Mansion is now under surveillance by people from all walks of life. As soon as Style appeared at the door, even before entering the door, many people learned of his existence.

The butler of the Prince's Mansion greeted him with a pleasant expression of surprise.

Only after meeting him did he realize that Dong Yu had grown his beard, and the handsome young man with a baby face had become horrible...

Style felt that his eyeballs were taken out of shock, "I haven't seen you for a few years, Dongyu, you are not doing well."

"What's the reason?" Dong Yu stroked his beard, and even felt a little complacent about having such a long beard.

"Looks like a lot of vicissitudes." Style said embarrassedly, it's been a few years since I haven't seen you, how old you are like a menopause.

"..." Dong Yu paused his hand, gouged out his style viciously, the joy of reunion disappeared in an instant, and walked forward with a cold snort to lead the way.

A brat is still a brat, even after a few years of being away, he's still so mean-spirited!

Originally, Style wanted to ask what he said before, whether the jars of wine that had been kept for a few years had been stolen, but ended up meeting the prince face to face.

Compared with being so foolish when he was young, it is different now. His style is not cowardly, but he is also worried that the crown prince is a brain tonic emperor often seen in ancient times.

Unexpectedly, when the other party saw him, he was surprised and gave Dong Yu a strange look. Dong Yu said openly, "It was me and the prince who wrote back to you in recent years."

The style that feels calculated is not angry, "As long as there is wine, everything is easy to talk about."