Humanity's love for alcohol may be traced back to ancient times. No matter what country or nation we are, although each has different cultural customs, our pursuit of fine wine is the same.

People always like to hurt themselves and never tire of it.

Count down those pursuits that are loved by others, and all of them are satisfied by hurting yourself.

The tea is bitter, the cigarettes are smoky, and the alcohol is spicy. The sugar water is sweet, but no one is addicted to it.

Perhaps somehow, human beings also use this kind of self-mutilation behavior to remind themselves that life is not what they want, so they have to find happiness in the bitter, spicy, sour and salty world.

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After a few glasses of wine, one of the two was blind, and the other was accustomed to night shifts. In the end, they didn’t turn on the lights, turned on Matt’s radio, turned down the volume, and enjoyed a Chinese-style late-night snack to the tune of a midnight music program.

Matt rarely let down his guard like this and tried to act recklessly just for himself, just for his current emotions, and just to enjoy the wine and food.

In Matt's opinion, this kind of life can indeed be called wanton and reckless.

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After three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes, the two of them finally let go of their seriousness and guardedness, and chatted happily about their own embarrassing stories like good friends for many years.

Mainly Matt, it’s not easy to be a time management guru. Matt sleeps less than five hours a day on average. He works as a volunteer during the day, litigating cases for poor people for free. Sometimes he not only doesn’t get paid, he has to pay for it himself.

Go out a lot.

If Matt hadn't been highly qualified and could take on a few serious lawsuits from time to time, his law firm would have gone bankrupt long ago.

The things during the day were tiring and tiring, and he had no leisure at night. Things that were tiring and damaging were still waiting for him.

As an ordinary person with no special abilities, Matt's battles with the Kingpin and the Hand in recent years can be said to have been fought with his own life.

The number of large and small wounds on his body can be said to be the highest in all of Marvel. If he hadn't been a protagonist, he would have died long ago!

But having said that, this guy Matt is really handsome!

When watching the Daredevil spin-off series in his previous life, out of curiosity, Leon also went to the Internet to find some Daredevil comics to read. He didn't remember anything else, but he remembered that the comic writer kept praising Matt through narration and the perspective of passers-by.

Outstanding appearance.

Maybe Leon didn’t read many comics and was short-sighted. Anyway, in Leon’s impression, Matt is the only one among all the protagonists of Marvel comics who has this honor. From this point of view, there should be no doubt that Matt

He is the most handsome man in Marvel.

Thinking of this, Leon sighed, you said such a good young man, how could he be so miserable emotionally?

Although it was somewhat affected by a few glasses of wine, Matt still heard Leon's sigh.

"What's wrong? I regret taking out all the good wine. Now I feel bad~"

It can be seen that Matt is in a really good mood, and his relationship with Leon has also improved greatly because of this dinner without candlelight.

This joke was made in the tone of friends who have been friends for many years.

As a standard northern ruthless man in spirit, Leon has always been a fool who can't stand excitement at the wine table.

After hearing this, he took out a small glass of beer from the space, not much, just a small bottle.

He paused on the table with a bang: "Matt! Today I will show you what a really good wine is!"

[Shawshank’s Special Cold Beer]

Effect: After drinking, the life recovery speed is permanently increased by 100%, and the resistance to control skills is permanently increased by 5. (Special effect: An additional point of intelligence is added when sharing with others.)

Grade: purple

Quality: ordinary

Note: Nothing can stop your yearning for freedom.

Note 2: When the sun shines on my shoulders, I feel like a free man.

This is the best glass of wine Lyon has produced since getting the single wooden barrel.

Leon, who has never used test tubes to store wine, deliberately bought a beautiful small wine bottle for this glass of wine, planning to share it with someone one day.

Now that the atmosphere has been heightened to this point, what else is there to hide?!

It’s you! Classmate Matt!

"Seeing" Leon took out a small bottle with a capacity of no more than 2300 ml, Matt also realized that he was digging out the whole family, and here comes the real good stuff.

Instead of trying to create a scene, Matt laughed and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp. He pushed the empty glass forward and said, "I want to see what kind of good wine you have hidden!"

Leon also toasted directly, and then divided the wine in the small pocket bottle between himself and Matt.

After pouring out the last drop of wine in the bottle, Leon put the bottle away again. Ordinary people have to live frugally, and lavish spending is what the rich do!

Picking up the wine glass, Matt first brought it to his nose and took a whiff. What surprised him was that it was actually a glass of beer!

Matt thought that what Leon brought out so preciously would be cellar wines such as brandy and rum, but he didn't expect that it would be beer.

Out of trust in Leon, Matt did not underestimate the mere 100 ml of beer in his cup. He raised the cup and took a shallow sip as if he were drinking for the first time.

"Oh! This..."

Hahaha!

Leon has been waiting with his cup in hand, just waiting for this moment!

The wine produced in [Wooden Arhat's Single Wooden Barrel], no matter how effective it is, tastes really good, and most of the wine has its origin and allusions, and you can feel mysterious when drinking it.

That scene, that atmosphere.

Shawshank. As soon as Lyon saw the name, he knew where this drink came from. No wonder it has such quality.

Matt took another sip, this time it was not because of anything else, but simply because he couldn't bear to part with it.

He also noticed that Leon had even taken back the bottle, maybe he was going to take it out to smell it some time. Needless to say, it would be difficult to drink this glass of wine next time.

No matter how small he drank, he couldn't take more than a few sips of more than 100 ml. When he swallowed the last sip of wine, Matt let out a long sigh of relief: It's great!

As he swallowed the sip of wine, Matt felt that his mind was clear, as if all the work pressure and fatigue accumulated during the day had been swept away, and he felt indescribably relaxed and happy.

"It feels like..."

"Flying in the sky of fate~beautiful dream~"

"Hahaha!" Matt laughed, his friend is really a very interesting guy.

Leon also drank the rest of the beer in one gulp, holding the cup in his hand, and reclined on the back of the sofa behind him: "The sun is shining on my shoulders, like a free man..."

Matt clapped his hands: "Ha! That's how it feels! Your words are much better than those two lines of your song about ghosts and wolves!"

Leon was very dissatisfied: "You don't appreciate it, don't talk nonsense, and ruin the aesthetics of children!"

Matt was even more dissatisfied: "I'm afraid you don't know how many people in the music school shed tears every day when I was studying law."

"Are you so happy?"

"That's called washing your face with tears!"

"That's called crying with joy!"

The two of them were saying something to each other, and as they were talking, they started gesticulating. They were not fighting, but preparing to find a place to show off their singing voices and compete!

Leon also forgot what he was originally planning to do today. Now he was preoccupied with preparing to perform "The spring breeze of reform blows all over the ground" for Matt. If that didn't work, he would just "finish this glass and there will be three more" to let him see the strength of Mai Ba.

!

Matt was also very energetic here. He kept saying that he could use tree leaves to make the sound of a cello. He also said that he had artistic bacteria in his body and that his drum playing was amazing. Maybe he could tell Leon about it.

What's that, suona! Let's have a duet.

If you don't say that alcohol is something that highlights your true nature, before I drink, I am submissive, but after drinking too much, I punch hard!

The two of them were staggering about to go out for a prank without packing their things. Matt also forgot that he was blind. After all, he had a built-in echo positioning system and a three-dimensional imager in his brain, and he climbed over the wall in the middle of the night.

Traveling is like walking on flat ground, and the usual bad behavior is just an act to show to others.

I forgot to pretend at this moment, I closed my eyes to look for clothes, get the keys, and also forgot to tidy up the pillows on the sofa before going out!

He looks like a blind man!

The two people walked to the door, opened it, and stopped.

At the door, stood an old man on a crutch.

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Leon didn't say anything because he didn't know what the situation was. It was just that Matt didn't say anything, but it was wrong that the old man blocking the door didn't say anything either!

"Old sir, are you here to find someone?"

Leon saw that the old man was wearing a baseball cap and was a little hunched over. He looked young and in poor health, so he asked.

Who knew that the old man didn't reply at all, but stared at Matt, as if you were ruthless, unreasonable and vexatious.

Leon took a look, did he know him?

Um?

Matt, an old man, on a cane...

Adding up this information, plus the old man's attitude of asking for debt, and Matt's silent behavior...
To be continued...