818 The Man Who Robbed Pluto Marriage

When the word spell wine popped out, the already chaotic scene was like a drop of water dripping into a hot oil pan, and it boiled on the spot.

"Hey! Davis is drinking again?"

"That old guy who is addicted to alcohol is really not afraid of death!"

"Is this the third wave or the fourth wave this month? Last time, old Davis fought against ten people and stood at the end abruptly!"

"Boss, don't serve wine yet!"

Barrels of snow specialty hot wine were brought to the table. These drinks were different from processed ones, hotter and more choking.

The wine enters the throat and burns directly into the stomach. Those who are weaker can cry on the spot!

Prosser really didn't know where these people had the power to act, and they put on the posture of fighting for wine so quickly.

Hypnos looked at the wine barrels that were half the height of a person, and frowned dissatisfiedly, "We don't have..."

"Okay!" Prosser rolled up his sleeves, stepped on the simple wooden stool, and shouted loudly: "If you can drink me and lie down, you are a hero!"

This cry directly suppressed Hypnos' refusal.

Hypnos: "..."

"Hahahaha, boy, you should be the one who drank my Davis wine, you are the new hero of this tavern!"

Old Davis didn't mind Prosser's arrogance at all, and he seemed to like this character very much.

His rough palm slapped the wine barrel, and he said loudly, "Pour me wine!"

Prosser hooked the corner of his mouth, picked up the poured wine in front of him, and drank a big glass in one go.

"it is good!"

Seeing him so happy, the people around burst into applause.

This wine glass is specially used to fight wine, and the height alone is as high as a woman's forearm.The mouth of the cup is round and straight up and down. Those who can't drink will be frightened under the table just by seeing the battle, and those who can drink will be rejected. It is rare to be so happy.

Davis hadn't met such a refreshing elf for a long time. When he was in a happy mood, he didn't restrict his alcohol consumption, and his face turned red as he drank a glass of wine.

This wine fight started so suddenly, but drinking, paying attention to the rules is not drinking.

So the viewers don't care whether the other party's drinking capacity is very different, anyway, as long as it is a competition for wine, they will boo and be happy. Isn't it the refreshing feeling of drinking and having fun?

Drinking cup after cup of hot wine, the surrounding atmosphere became more and more lively.

Hypnos was a little deserted among the crowd, and he took a sip of the wine on the table.

Unlike Dionysus's sacred wine, the taste is very rough.

The tongue passed the foam, and when it touched the light yellow wine, a hot and spicy feeling that burned the tongue rushed into the throat, and after drinking it, the whole brain was in a daze.

He just took a sip, and his face turned red, and he covered his mouth for a while, before recovering from the dizziness.

I have to admit that although it is not as good as Dionysus' wine, it has a special flavor.

Drinking a sip of hot wine that makes the stomach burn in the ice and snow, the refreshing moment, can indeed be called good.

With this realization, Hypnos looked at Prosser's rare rudeness while drinking.

In his impression, no matter what Prosser does, there is an elegant attitude in his bones, which makes him even if he is playing a prank, as long as he puts on that smiling face, people can't bear to jump down as disappointed.

It was a particularly attractive temperament, and it was hard to think of such a vulgar behavior as a wine fight in a tavern.

But seeing the scene in front of him, Hypnos felt that his imagination was not rich enough.

Proser is obviously the type who has a lot of taste even if he acts rudely.

Among the lively crowd, Hypnos enjoyed the beautiful scenery that belonged to him alone.

The corners of Prosser's eyes and brows, which are usually raised, are now smiling deeply. A few drops of the wine that he drank cup by cup flowed down the corner of his mouth and dripped on his clothes, and his Adam's apple slipped when he swallowed, making him extra sexy.

His beautiful blue eyes swept across the last two wine barrels. He smiled at his blushing opponent, threw away the wine glass, picked up one of the wine barrels with seemingly weak arms, and pointed it at the mouth of the barrel. Started to gulp down.

The wine glass in the old Davis' hand fell, and he admitted that he had never seen such a vicious drinking method as a heavy drinker.

This bar is almost full of alcoholics who love to drink, and it is usually difficult to keep them quiet for a minute, but now they are collectively shocked by Prosser.

The silence in the tavern was the result of the drunks choking back their applause or cheer.

They watched in a daze as Prosser easily finished off the remaining two barrels. The most outrageous thing was that he didn't even blush after drinking so much.

"Fuck, Dionysus..."

"Old Davis, your title of hero really seems to be giving way."

"Go away! What's so good about being the heroes of you drunkards!" The female elf who just came to deliver wine to them disliked a group of guys who smelled of alcohol, staring at Proser with bright eyes. After drinking it in one gulp, he said with admiration, "Congratulations on being able to eat for free at our restaurant for the next year."

"There are benefits to fighting wine?" Prosser put the wine barrel in its original position and said unexpectedly.

The female elf smiled charmingly, "This is what the boss meant, because you seem to really like our wine."

"Everyone talks about wine, don't they have a name?" Prosser looked at the wine barrels.

The female elf said: "If possible, I hope you can name it, because the sap of the tree of life is added to it, so I believe no one is more suitable than you."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Proser's eyes, and then thinking about it, the smile lines on his lips deepened immediately.

"In that case, what name should I choose?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings became lively.

"It's not fair, Lila! You can't discriminate against old Davis, he's been a big drinker for ten consecutive years! How can he not be named!"

"Yes yes yes!"

Seeing that the group of drunkards were making trouble again, Lila puffed out her chest in displeasure, "Do you still want to drink with me? Get out if you don't want to! Shut up if you want to!"

The proprietress got angry, and the drunkards immediately changed the subject.

"Oh, old Davis, it's not our fault! Rilla prefers a drinkable elf to you loser!"

"Everyone said shut up!"

"I still want to drink here, Lila can't drive me out!"

"Shut up and I won't rush you!"

Rilla handled the group deftly, and even if they looked drunk, they looked like polite rascals, so Rilla's tone was tough, but she wasn't really bothered.

Prosser thought for a while, and simply turned the life of the tree of life into the name of the wine.

"vita."

Lila lowered her fists to beat the drunkards, looked at Prosser, and he met her gaze, and said gently, "Let's call it Vita, it represents the wine of life."

Lila's eyes lit up, and she held her chin and sighed, "Vita? What a good name!"

Davis regained his senses from the failure, and agreed again and again at this time, "When drinking this wine, it seems that there is a strange life force flowing in the body, and I can't help but want to continue drinking, but in the ice and snow with a bag of this wine , can survive even the coldest period after drinking it, a veritable wine of life! Oops!"

Lila decisively gave him an elbow in the stomach, and said unhappily: "Let you talk more."

Prosser and the people around him laughed and flirted with the two of them, and then returned to the Hypnos table with another barrel of Vita wine that Lila gave him. When he sat down, he said embarrassedly: "Will you Will it be boring to wait?"

Hypnos drank the remaining liquid from the bottom of the glass, and said slowly: "It should be said that it looks strange, you still have this side?"

Prosser blinked and said with a smile: "It's not like I don't have such an experience."

"What kind of experience?"

"When going among humans."

He met Hypnos' gaze, shook his glass, and said, "I've been a human being for a while, so I've tasted everything. I don't hate drinking with a group of strangers in a tavern."

With a strange look in his eyes, Hypnos said, "Why?"

"Because you shouldn't put too much thought into drinking." Prosser's eyes fell on the light snow that fell outside the window at an unknown time, and said quietly: "Otherwise, no matter how delicious the wine is, it will be tasteless."

"Okay, what if you break down the wine with divine power?"

Hypnos understood Prosser's words, and immediately exposed his tricks.

Prosser stuck out his tongue and pretended to be stupid: "Is there such a thing?"

Hypnos rolled his eyes, "You guys really do anything to win."

Prosser shook his head, disapproving: "This just shows that I have the strength to cheat."

"Can cheating make the drink taste better?" Hypnos glanced at him.

Prosser smiled, "It has a special flavor."

Enough, Hypnos was speechless, this guy always has an excuse.

But this also just shows..."You will lose to that elf without using divine power."

Prosser froze his smile.

Seeing him, Hypnos knew he had guessed right, and silently picked up the full Vita in front of him and drank it.

"I said, do you want to say something?"

Seeing that this person exposed himself and kept silent, Prosser wrinkled his nose and asked.

"Nothing." The old god Hypnos was drinking, and his attitude naturally made Proser suspicious.

Prosser opened his eyes wide, dissatisfied: "What do you want to say?!"

"No."

"Must have!"

Hypnos smiled and remained silent under Prosser's constant questioning.

When you lose that day, I will appreciate your expression very carefully.

Of course I wouldn't say that.

Because Hypnos didn't want to be beaten to death by him yet!

Glancing at Prosser, who was full of resignation, he glanced around them in a sleepy manner, feeling as if he was being scanned by cold eyes just now, is it an illusion?