"Again...come again..." Meng Laohu was already drunk and mist. He was so angry that he was obviously a little drifting, but why did he drink another thirty or forty bottles in one breath? Instead, he was like nothing happened.

He picked up a bottle of wine and bite it hard. Suddenly, a sharp pain came, and the sound of his teeth cracked.

After getting drunk, he had forgotten his skills. Recently, more than a dozen bottles were all brute force, and his teeth retired early and left his post.

In order to show off, Meng Laohu endured the pain and continued to tilt his head to drink wine. Suddenly, the cracked teeth in his mouth fell off, and then he poured them directly into his stomach with the wine.

Swallowing your teeth into your stomach?

For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Meng Laohu's mind, and tears almost flowed out of his anger.

He didn't dare to bite the wine behind him with his teeth, so he could only change the side, but he was not skilled in the posture there, and he used brute force every time, which made his teeth hurt.

"Don't drink anymore... too much!" At some point, Liu Qingxiang woke up for a while and said softly with a worried look on her face. She stopped her at this time, even if she helped Meng Laohu to relieve the siege, she was afraid that Qi Tian would really drink to death.

"How could it be! We are drinking happily!" Qi Tian smiled and flicked his fingers and another bottle cap flew away.

Seeing Qi Tian open dozens of bottle caps with his fingers, but he had never changed his fingers. There was no sign of redness and swelling on his fingers, Meng Laohu's heart sank.

Even my teeth can't beat someone's fingers. If I poke this finger on my body, wouldn't it be a life-threatening one?

At this time, he even had the desire to die.

Helplessly, Meng Laohu continued to drink with his teeth, hoping that Qi Tian would get drunk soon, but the boy in front of him looked as usual, drinking wine was like drinking water.

"I...oh...I can't do it anymore! Oh..."

Finally, Meng Laohu was completely defeated and sprayed a sip of wine, as if he had opened a beer fountain.

After vomiting for a while, he was already drunk and lying limply on the table. A group of his subordinates panicked and were busy helping the boss clean up.

"Isn't this possible?" Qi Tian smiled faintly and started drinking by himself.

After a while, there were rapid footsteps outside. There were many people coming from the sound. Qi Tian responded roughly, and there were probably more than 100 people.

At this time, Meng Laohu also woke up a little, struggled to stand up again, and his body was still shaking: "Brother! It's indeed a character, I, Meng Laohu, admired it! Is it good to make friends?"

Meng Laohu has seen countless people in his life. For the first time, he saw a great man like Qi Tian, ​​and he couldn't help but feel the desire to make friends.

Qi Tian smiled faintly, and only three words were highlighted: "You! Not! Good!"

"Qi! Tian!" Meng Laohu breathed a deep breath, gathered his strength and shouted loudly: "Do you know that there are all my people outside now! As long as you dare to walk out of here, you will be my Meng Laohu's enemy! I know that you have good martial arts skills, but can you beat hundreds of people?"

"Hundreds of people?" Qi Tian shook his head and laughed: "In front of the real strong man, the number is all clouds! Have you all your people come?"

"Of course, we all came!" Meng Laohu said angrily.

"That's great!" Qi Tian smiled brightly.

A group of Meng Laohu's subordinates looked at it and suddenly felt a chill. It was clearly this kid who was trapped in a siege, but why did he feel like his own people were trapped in a siege?

Qi Tian pointed to Liu Qingxiang who fainted from drunkenness and said, "This is the woman you want to join?" He said it deliberately very straightforward and vulgar.

"Yes!" Meng Laohu was determined to join the young lady of the Ma family today, so he spoke without any scruples.

"Then I will grab food from Hu's mouth, this woman belongs to me!" Qi Tian deliberately stimulated Meng Laohu.

Meng Laohu finally got furious and roared: "Come on me!"

"Kill!"

"Bow him to death!"

More than a dozen capable subordinates rushed towards Qi Tian immediately. They were already angry and knew that Qi Tian was very powerful in martial arts, so they launched a siege, all of which were ruthless moves.

Facing a group of martial arts masters of eighth and nineth dan, Qi Tian stood up and took action in a row.

Click!

A subordinate screamed, his arm was crushed, and his whole person was thrown out and hit the opposite wall.

Click!

Click!

Qi Tian's series of actions, destroying one person with one move, and destroying another person with one move. He was too lazy to use spiritual energy and domineering aura, and he just used his powerful body to destroy a group of masters one by one.

After a moment, the room fell to the ground, leaving Meng Laohu, standing there trembling violently.

"You have many subordinates outside?" Qi Tian asked with a smile.

Meng Laohu was so scared that although he was in the state of enlightenment, he could not destroy it so simply when facing more than a dozen powerful subordinates. What does this mean? It means that the other party is much stronger than him.

Hearing Qi Tian’s question, he nodded foolishly.

Qi Tian took a moment, grabbed Meng Laohu and carried him out the door. Meng Laohu was really shocked and forgot to resist.

When I opened the door, there was a long aisle outside. Both sides of the aisle were filled with Meng Laohu's subordinates. The hotel manager and waiter were already scared to hide, and the other guests were dodging far away.

At first glance, there were hundreds of people who were black, and this situation was really scary.

"It's this kid! You dare to challenge Brother Hu and beat him to death!" The subordinate who went out to call people shouted loudly.

"Beat him!"

"Kill him!"

"Protect Brother Tiger!"

A group of strong men roared and swarmed up.

Qi Tian pushed Meng Laohu to the corner and smiled faintly: "Look clearly, what is strength!"

He slowly stood firm and looked at everyone with a smile. His ruthless eyes had already seen through the other party's background, bluffing and flirting. He was not willing to show his true strength at all.

Seeing the group of people roaring one by one, soothing music actually sounded in his mind, as if he was strolling in the gentle breeze and drizzle.

Stroll forward, reach out, and pat.

It seemed as if it was a random slap, and the palm gently patted a strong man's shoulder. The guy groaned, his body suddenly shook and was directly beaten.

The man hit the aisle wall and his shoulder blades had already broken.

Stroll and pat!

Stroll again, pat again!

He was as light as if dancing in the rain. Following the long walkway, the strong men were attacked, fell down one by one, and broke their bones...

Meng Laohu looked at this scene and was frightened. His body slowly fell down along the wall. Finally, he collapsed on the ground. He was so awesome, too strong, too cruel. Who is this master?!

After a while, the noise gradually subsided, leaving only the wailing sounds of people.

At this time, the third-rate rich and wealthy wives who were drunk also struggled to run out, and the group of people were so scared that they sobered up most of them.

A long walkway was filled with Meng Laohu's men. These people were gone, some were covered in blood, some were twisted limbs, and they struggled to get up, but they fell again and again.

Seeing this scene, a group of rich men and rich wives all knelt down, killing gods, killing gods, this is the real killing gods!

Qi Tian pulled up the limp Meng Laohu again and walked towards the hotel elevator.
Chapter completed!