The beginning of the dragon race on the Maybach

Chapter 82 The Roar from the Lion

Chapter 82 The Roar from the Lion
"what!"

Chen Hongjian suddenly screamed and collapsed on the sofa.

Serums and evolution medicines are starting to work on a large scale.

Chen Hongjian lay on the sofa with a grim expression on his face, sweat dripped from his forehead, and the skin all over his body began to turn red.

Just now he thought the serum was an insecticide, now it seems he was wrong.

The serum is basically a knife, scraping off the densely packed ants layer by layer on the tree trunk that was constantly being eaten by termites, and then gouging out the rotten parts with a knife.

And now the knife is working in his blood vessels, the pain and itching are so intense that he has to groan in pain, as if shouting out can relieve the pain.

There is also an evolutionary medicine that is a chemical fertilizer, this is simply gold!

This evolutionary medicine was reacting violently and silently with the blood in his blood vessels. He felt his blood vessels swell and his blood became hot. He looked like he was in a sauna.

Kazama Liuli looked at Chen Hongjian who was struggling painfully on the sofa with a calm expression, as if she was used to such situations.

But he just casually took out two evolution medicines from his pocket, and then took out a few bottles from the suitcase he brought.

Vodka, Kahlua and Coffee Syrup.

Although Chen Hongjian was in great pain, he still noticed Liuli Kazama's movements.

If he had the strength to speak, he really wanted to complain: You are indeed the king of cowherds, and you always bring this kind of wine that women like to drink when you go out.

Although he doesn't like to drink alcohol, he has a lot of knowledge about alcohol under the influence of his father since he was a child. It is obvious that he wants to mix a Black Russian (Black Russian) cocktail.

With vodka as the base, first put ice cubes, then pour in vodka, then slowly pour in Kahlua coffee wine, and then add coffee syrup for easing the spiciness.

The prepared black Russian wine has a slightly spicy and sweet taste, with the spicy taste of vodka, but it has the aroma of coffee and a warm taste. Compared with pure vodka, it is not difficult to drink. It is suitable for people who like sweet wine to try.

As for why it has something to do with Kazama Liuli's status as the Cowherd King.
Because Black Russian cocktails can be found in Russian bars and nightclubs.In Russia, because not everyone is used to the spiciness of vodka, many young women still prefer to drink sweeter alcohol, so this cocktail was born.

On the other hand, Kazama Liuli smiled charmingly at Chen Hongjian, poured two evolutionary medicines into the wine glass at once, then turned on the TV, watched Dahe drama, and took a sip of the wine in the goblet from time to time, with elegant and generous movements .

If there was any little girl here, I'm afraid she would really be fascinated by watching his profile fall.

But damn, I am in such pain now, who do you show your peerless beauty to!
"Chen Jun, do you know? The name of this evolution drug is Motorov Cocktail, because after using it, it will produce a violent reaction in your blood vessels, releasing high temperature, as if burning in your blood vessels The feeling of mixing two strong cocktails is actually quite good, do you want to try it next time?"

Maybe it's been a long time, and Chen Hongjian, who has become accustomed to the pain and itching in his body, finally spoke intermittently: "Then it's not wine at all, is it?"

The Molotov cocktail is a Molotov cocktail filled with a fuel mixture that is not only easy to use, but also powerful enough to blaze so ferociously that even water can't quench it.

During the Soviet-Finnish War, Soviet bombers bombed Finnish cities and civilian targets with incendiary bombs.Facing international criticism, Molotov claimed that Soviet planes did not drop bombs on the Finnish people, but dropped them bread.

The Finnish military and civilians called the Soviet incendiary bomb the "Molotov bread basket", and the Molotov cocktail they prepared was used to entertain Soviet tanks.The Finnish military produced a large number of Molotov cocktails in the subsequent continuous war, and threw them with hands or stone throwers.

Gradually, he felt that the temperature on his body began to drop, and the crimson skin also began to slowly return to normal flesh color, like a forged sword, began to cool down.

"Chen Jun, don't let your guard down, this is only the first stage."

Before Fengjian Liuli finished speaking, Chen Hongjian began to hold his head tightly, roaring wildly like a wild animal.

Fortunately, the sound insulation here is good, otherwise the neighbor would definitely choose to call the police.

The owner of the roaring sound rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, knocked over the coffee table, and knocked over the cabinet.

All kinds of memories began to flash in his mind like double-speed playback.

These are his parents before time travel. At that time, he was doing his first internship. With the salary of the first month of the internship, he bought a Montblanc gold nib fountain pen for his father and a foot washing machine for his mother.

These are his parents in this life, who opened their hearts after a rainy night, and once again experienced the warmth of family affection.

This is Chu Zihang, his best brother in this life, the two survived together on a rainy night, helped each other out of the country of the dead, took the task of the hunter's market together, and worked together to kill the dead waiter in Stockholm.

This is Xia Mi, his girl, the two of them get along day and night, full of laughter and warmth, two people who are also lonely cuddle up to each other for warmth.

This is Schneider, his teacher, who will put a gun to the headmaster's head just because he and Chu Zihang have learned forbidden techniques.

Looking at these joyous scenes, his pain seemed to be reduced a lot.

And the next second.
"Why forget us! We are your parents!"

That was the roar of his biological parents in the previous life, sternly reprimanding him as an unfilial son.

"You are not my son, you are just a demon who has occupied his body! Get lost!"

Those are the parents of this life, pointing at him, the demon who occupies the magpie's nest.

"Take care. Good. Mom"

That was Chu Zihang. He followed Odin's eight-legged Pegasus and put on the mask that Odin prepared for him. His body changed dramatically, but his head was always raised, and he kept looking at the sky quietly. .

Two lines of golden lava-like traces flowed from the side of the mask. If they were tears, they must be the hottest tears in the world.

That was Xia Mi, no, that was Jormungandr, she fell to the ground.

Lust and gluttony were stuck in her kneecaps, greed was stuck in her head, laziness penetrated her eyes, arrogance penetrated bone spurs and nailed her to the ground, and jealousy penetrated the back of her head.

The ground was covered with blood, and the girl lay in the river of blood and shouted: "I am Jormungandr, Dragon King Jormungandr, I ate your girl, and no one can save you!"

That was Schneider. He had lost his vital signs. The iron mask on his face was taken off at some point, revealing the other half of his face covered with scars. He was quietly floating in the Greenland Sea, with his hands outstretched. It seems that he wants to embrace someone who once disappeared in the sea, and let the sea take him away.

"what!"

Chen Hongjian held his head in pain, knelt on the ground, and knocked his head heavily on the wooden floor.

That's the roar of a lion!

(End of this chapter)

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