Chapter 790

Sun Simiao was really angry.

I've been thinking about Zhang Feng just now.

Not now.

The group came to play with him?

Although Zhang Feng was a little uncomfortable, he was at least better than Li Chengqian. Seeing that Sun Simiao misunderstood again, he hurriedly said, "old sun, we don't mean to play tricks on you. Look at these goods in the house. They smoked for the first time and got drunk. You should think they were drunk."

Zhang Feng hurriedly explained.

But Sun Simiao sniffed at Li Chengqian's nose and said, "do you think I'm drunk?"

Zhang Feng couldn't explain, so he had to get up, take out the tobacco leaves from the extract and roll them up on the spot.

No matter how much you say, it's better to be silent.

Now Zhang Feng was too lazy to explain, and Yu Shinan saw it and hurriedly pulled Sun Simiao: "Lao sun, wait first. Did this guy make something terrible again?"

Sun Simiao was stunned and had to shut up to see what tricks Zhang Feng wanted to make.

They didn't expect that in Zhang Feng's hands, pieces of grass gradually turned into six thick and thin index fingers, as Zhang Feng had just seen outside their door.

Several people looked at each other and couldn't help wondering.

Is it true what the boy said before?

This thing is really not a poison?

Sun Simiao also couldn't understand it, frowned, squatted beside Zhang Feng and looked at Zhang Feng's every step carefully.

When Zhang Feng finally pulled out a torch from under Chumo's ass, lit it and took a sip, he said, "old sun, this thing is a good thing!"

"Refreshing, would you like one?"

Hearing the speech, Sun Simiao stared at Zhang Feng and said, "are you saying that I'm dazed?"

"No, no, no, boy, maybe you're talking about you? This thing is true. Just try it and smoke his cigarette. In a moment, even if you're sleepy, you'll be full of energy!"

Yu Shinan and others couldn't help brightening their eyes when they heard the speech.

"Boy, what you said is true? Then they smoked this thing? That's it?"

A few people are not fools.

Zhang Feng nodded.

"Yes, it's just that these goods are good. I'm afraid I won't smoke for them. I'll smoke desperately. I'm drunk..."

Several people stared at the speech.

"Boy, you say this stuff, like your Baijiu, can also intoxicate?"

"I'll try it first. Can it be intoxicating? Isn't it firewood smoke? Am I afraid? Come on, boy, give me the torch!"

"I'll try it, too."

"I'll come too..."

Ouyang asked several people doubtfully took the self-known dry tobacco from Zhang Feng's hand, then lit the dry tobacco according to Zhang Feng's tips and inhaled it gently.

Zhang Feng dared not let these masters smoke like Li Qian.

If they don't say anything good or bad, if they choke and send them away, they'll be dead.

Besides, if it slows down, won't it hit your hand?

Zhang Feng is counting on them to sell this thing!

"Master Boshi, you made a mistake. You have to take a small breath, right... No, don't bite, hold..."

"Mr. Sitong, you... Are wrong. Don't swallow..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

When Zhang Feng looked around and saw that Xue Ji was going to swallow the cigarette with a big mouthful, Zhang Feng shouted in a hurry, but it was too late.

Xue Ji had swallowed, but Zhang Feng said something urgent, which made Xue Ji stunned for a moment. It was such a moment, which can also be said to have saved his own life and Zhang Feng's life.

A mouthful of smoke was basically vomited out by Xue Ji's breath, but the rest still made Xue Ji cough violently at this time, and even his face turned red.

Scared, Zhang Feng hurried up, patted his back and hurriedly served tea and poured water.

A moment later, Xue Ji calmed down.

Several people also stared at him with old eyes

"Lao Sitong, what do you think? Well, what about cigarettes?"

Xue Ji smacked his mouth, felt it for a moment, and then gave a thumbs up

"Cool!"

"Although it was a little uncomfortable just now, I feel energetic. You know every day that I have to squint for a while at this time, but once this thing is smoked, let alone sleep. If you let me recite poetry with you again, I can talk to you about poetry late at night!"

When they heard the speech, they couldn't help looking at the smoke in their hands.

They just thought it was their illusion, but now?

That's how it feels.

When Sun Simiao heard the speech, he didn't say a word. He grabbed the torch from Zhang Feng and lit the smoke

Half an hour.

An hour.

Two hours later, when Li Chengqian stood up dizzy and distended, he was stunned.

In Zhang Feng's living room, Yu Shinan was killing several people with cigarettes on the card table.

I can't help being confused.

"Is this a dream? I must be dreaming..."

"This is Mr. Bosch I know???"

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