Magical Strategist

Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but friends remain in the heart! It can be said that when wine meets a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. Zhenlong and Parker had a great time drinking and chatting. Although the corner of the restaurant was filled with empty wine bottles, the two of them were still in high spirits and had no intention of getting drunk.

"Brother, do you still remember how many times I took a beating for you in the Shadow Song Guild?" Zhenlong's face turned red, and he dug out old accounts under the influence of alcohol.

"Remember, of course I remember, but it's your fault. Who told you to peek at Haitang's bath?" Parker was also drunk.

"I peeped at Haitang? Is that true?" As he spoke, the scene of peeping in the past appeared in front of Zhenlong's eyes.

"Look, you don't have the courage to admit what you did. To tell you the truth, Haitang is now the vice president of Shadow Song. Do you dare to peek anymore?" Parker said with a smile.

"Why don't you dare? There is nothing in the world that I, the real dragon of Lille, dare not do. Come, come, drink." The real dragon filled a glass and drank it all.

Parker also drank the wine generously. "I never thought that Lie Yan would be you. You are the best in the world. Come, let's have another drink for you to be the best in the world!"

The real dragon drank another drink, and his face became redder and hotter. "Number one in the world? Haha, my portrait is plastered all over the streets now, and those idiots from the Light Group insist that I stole the banned book, hey..."

"How can I say this? There is indeed a big misunderstanding. I know it was not you."

"You know what's the use, the key is how to let the Light Group know."

"It's simple. Do you want to hear my opinion?" Parker raised his eyebrows and said.

"Go ahead."

"I'll have three drinks before I tell you." Parker said slyly.

There was no other way, so Zhenlong had no choice but to drink three full glasses of white wine.

"The book was lost by Bodor, why don't you go to Bodor to confront him?" Parker suggested.

"Yeah, damn it, why didn't I think of that?" said the real dragon, patting his head.

"Haha, okay, you are so smart that you are fooled by your cleverness. By the way, brother Lear, what are your plans now?" Parker asked.

"what you mean?"

"Now that the war between humans and beasts is over and the world is at peace, I feel more and more that I can't accomplish anything big with just my fists. In today's world, we must have money. It can be said that money can make all the difference. For example, the Knights of Light want you. As long as you have enough money, they can work for you, so I gave up my practice of summoning and engaged in business. I hope to become the richest businessman in the world in a few years. So what about you, you have to find a job or something. ?" Parker asked.

"I really haven't planned this yet."

"Why don't you go into business with me? I have invested in fifty-six banks, one hundred and two restaurants, and two hundred and twenty hotels. If you want to do it, I can give you half." Parker said generously.

"Okay, don't blame me if you lose money." Zhenlong said with a smile.

"How can you do business without losing money? But it doesn't matter. I have plenty of money, so what should I be afraid of!" Parker said boldly.

"Can you keep a low profile, for fear that others won't know how much money you have. However, before that, I have one more thing to do, and it must be done." Having said this, Zhenlong picked up the wine glass and drank it down.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Kill Shimizu Ichiro."

"What?!" Parker was completely shocked after hearing this. He suddenly woke up from the drunkenness he had just drunk. He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

"I know, the leader of the Qingshui family." Zhenlong replied.

"Then you still want to kill him?"

"He is the real murderer of my mother. I must avenge this!" Zhenlong said through gritted teeth.

Parker had a serious look on his face. After drinking alone, he said in a straight and serious tone: "It turns out that your father died at the hands of Ichiro. But I have to remind you a few words: First, do not rush in revenge. As the saying goes, it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. ; Secondly, each of the dark men "One Hundred and Eight Stars" has extraordinary skills. The three of them, such as Motianxing, Shatianxing, and Destroying Tianxing, are the top experts in the world. It is difficult for you to do it alone; thirdly, Ichiro himself is also a master of swordsmanship. I heard that he has also practiced strange arts from various races. If you act blindly, you will suffer big losses. "

"I understand, I will definitely keep your words in mind, brother."

"I have countless fair-weather friends, but the one I really consider a brother is you, Lille Dragon. If you need my help in the future, just ask, Andrew Parker will always be by your side."

"Your words are enough. Come on, keep drinking..."

After a few more drinks, the real dragon's words became slurred. But his mind did not become dulled by alcohol. On the contrary, his thinking became clearer and clearer. Coupled with Parker's suggestions, some of his headaches were solved.

A long time ago, Zhenlong was a person who hated alcohol because he witnessed too many violent incidents caused by alcohol. But now, he had to say: wine is indeed a wonderful thing.

On days when we don’t drink, everyone is similar to each other, but on days when we drink, everyone is different. After a few glasses of wine, you will feel intoxicated and intoxicated. Then, people who are usually taciturn and sanctimonious will smile, and jokes, jokes, bad words, swear words, and obscene words will be ejected from both lips by a straight tongue. The space keeps popping out, and the transparent tones of life and the soft charm of bee wings overflow the space.

I vomited and drank again, drank and vomited again, the more I drank, the more I vomited, but the more I vomited, the more I wanted to drink. In this way, the two of them drank and talked until late at night, and did not stop until they drank all the wine in the bank...

Finally, Zhenlong and Parker fell down on the dining table and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already the second noon. To be precise, he was awakened by the movement outside.

"We are from the Light Group, and we are here to investigate the case under the orders of the Goddess of Light."

As soon as he heard the word "Guangming Group", he stood up straight as if a real dragon had been electrocuted. He walked quietly to the door, bent his back, and peeked outside through the gap in the door.

"The goddess has an order that all men with blood elf characteristics will be arrested."

Bollou frowned and said, "We don't seem to have such people here."

"Someone gave me a clue that a red-haired man got into a fight at your bank yesterday at noon. Is this related?" asked the Illuminati officer. He looks to be in his twenties, with a gleaming golden sword hanging on his waist. He should be quite strong.

"You're talking about him, yes, yesterday he shot and injured my man, and broke several mahogany tables, and..."

"Stop, you should tell the security department about these things. I am only responsible for arresting people. Let me ask you, where have they gone?" The middle-aged man's language is intuitive and deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"I'm sleeping in there." Bolou explained honestly. In his heart, he wished that the real dragon would be captured by the Light Group to avenge yesterday's humiliation.

"take me."

"Okay! This way, please!" Baolu walked in front with a smile and led the way, followed closely by more than a dozen people from the Light Group.

"Damn, you short winter melon!" The real dragon is like an ant on a hot pot and doesn't know what to do. He looked back at Parker and saw that the guy was sleeping like a pig. "Parker, wake up, something big happened..."

Parker opened his lazy eyes, scratched his messy hair, stretched, yawned, and said slowly: "What's wrong? You're so anxious."

"The people from the Light Group are coming. Go and block them for a few minutes so I can take the opportunity to escape." Zhenlong said anxiously.

"Where did the light group come from?" Parker stood up quickly, but he was still dizzy from the remaining energy of the wine and almost fell down.

"It's right at the door, it's too late! Well, let's have a drink next time when we get the chance. Take care, brother, I'm leaving!" After a brief farewell, seeing that he was desperate, he opened the window and ran away.

It's a coincidence. The real dragon steps forward and the Light Group arrives on the back.