Chapter 1687

Looking at the Eastern European man's nostrils moving, lying on the ground in all directions, Jun Xiaoyan's stomach was full of water, and he felt strong discomfort because of the invasion of home brewed wild banana spirits into his stomach.

After three years of drinking Lafite, Hennessy, truffle and caviar, his stomach had become delicate and began to reject these shoddy foods.

"Oh, I'm back." He grinned bitterly and poured himself another mouthful of wine.

The spark in his eyes is dim and dim, which is stained with night and intoxication. The casual smile of the corners of his lips and the slight quiver of butterfly wings and eyelashes affect him. The coldest loneliness in the world surrounds him, and the beauty of men in the night is breathtaking.

Back in this filthy rainforest, abduction, drug trafficking, arms, prostitution, and so on, it is a collection of the most despicable activities in the world. It seems that the king of the rainforest is actually out of the rainforest, and everyone is calling for a fight.

I'm nothing....

Jun Xiaoyan recognized this for the first time. How can you put down all these achievements after experiencing the peak of power, being dazzled by global flash lights, and being adored and yelled by tens of millions of admirers?

But Jun Lintian has brought him back to the prototype, and nanmuyuan is about to become the next president... Yesterday, he could only reach the top of the world by one step, but now he has been thrown into a hell of eternal destruction. He is not willing to.

What about winning tomorrow's project dawn? What if all of them are dead? He couldn't change his own situation. He was just one of the extreme jihadists.

"Damn it!"

Jun Xiaoyan cursed, ferociously poured all the wine left in the marching jug.

It can't be just that... He thought, intoxicated with consciousness.

The man with long hair in Eastern Europe was very tall. He rolled his white eyes and looked at Jun Xiaoyan from afar. His lonely and drinking look reflected in his eyes, and the bonfire was crackling.

Suddenly, an Eastern European man noticed a detail: an officer came forward and handed Jun Xiaoyan a bottle of medicine in a black bottle.

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"is it useful?" The man is drunk and blurred. The deepest darkness in his eyes continuously enlarges his charm.

"From the witch doctor's hand." The officer reported in a low voice, "you only need two pills, you can have a good night."

"Oh, really..." Jun Xiaoyan took the medicine bottle, looked at the black ball inside, and laughed. The laughter was full of self mockery. His hidden disease was deeply rooted. He had not been a man for 21 years.

He poured out two, poured them into his mouth, took another marching jug beside him, and poured a mouthful of wine.

"The witch doctor said it's better not to drink alcohol when eating this." The officer carefully said, "and can't eat more."

"Is it?" Jun Xiaoyan didn't think so, but he did it in the opposite way. The next second, the officer was very shocked. Jun Xiaoyan poured a whole bottle of Xiongfeng medicine into his mouth, then raised his head and continued to pour wine violently.

After a while...

he felt uncomfortable...

the crude wild banana wine continued to heat in his body. The terrible brilliance of fever occupied his beautiful face, and the strange beauty on his face made him look more dangerous and terrible.

Jun Xiaoyan got up, misty drunk, and stumbled to the cell, followed by the officer.

The combination of witch medicine pill and strong liquor has made him hot all over at the moment, and he can't wait to push open the door of the cell.

Tonight, he's going to take his girl.

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