Can’t the old man fight?

Sanyao Group is also crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

If there really was a fight, Qin Yao would go all out and use firearms, and it's not certain who would win in the end.

Qin Yao may suffer a loss, but the old man will definitely not get any benefits.

The effect is good.

At least the old man was far less calm than he seemed on the surface.

The old man seemed to have moved his heart.

Then the next thing will be much easier to handle. Qin Yao is determined to force the old man again. At least he must be sure whether the old man is an enemy or a friend. Otherwise, Qin Yao will have trouble sleeping and eating with such a timed gun next to him.

Safe.

"This old gentleman is a worldly master I met by chance. Let's raise a toast and warmly welcome the old gentleman's arrival!" Qin Yao opened a bottle of aged Moutai.

Belongs to the Moutai puree wine series.

They are the oldest ones existing in the world.

As for the origin, of course it came from the Qinggang.

Qin Yao got most of the Qinggang's property, including a lot of rare items. Qin Yao knew very little about these things, and had no interest in them, so he had always left them to Mengmeng to take care of.

After all, Mengmeng is his personal secretary and a treasure girl. Taking care of these things is like playing, so Qin Yao doesn't need to ask too much.

There are not many puree wines like this.

Qin Yao even moved a full box this time.

After removing the wine cork, a refreshing aroma of wine that belongs to vintage puree soon filled the private room. Not to mention others, even Qin Yao had the urge to drink a large bottle when he smelled this aroma of wine.

Especially the old man in the corner, his eyes were filled with stars.

If he was a hungry wolf a moment ago, he would only be greedy for the little white sheep.

After taking out the puree wine, the old man completely transformed into a crazy wolf, still the kind of crazy wolf who was desperate for everything.

"Boy, this wine is good. Give the old man a glass. The old man will promise you something. There is no limit on the price!" The old man couldn't stand it any longer, so he almost grabbed it directly.

He is a drinker and a life-hungry person, especially this old puree wine, which is even more attractive to the old man.

"Really?" Qin Yao raised his eyebrows, wasn't he waiting for this sentence?

If he had known that the old man had this hobby, Qin Yao wouldn't have to put so much thought into it. He could just do it with a bottle of wine. It was simple and crude.

It's not that Qin Yao didn't think of this.

I just think it's a bit childish.

Unexpectedly, the result turned out to be such a joke.

"Don't talk nonsense. Don't you just want to know the origins of those people? It doesn't hurt to tell you. The old man doesn't know the origins of those people!" The old man stood up, his nose twitched, his eyes blinked, and he kept staring.

Holding the bottle of wine in Qin Yao's hand.

Qin Yao... Ten thousand grass and mud horses roared past in his heart.

I don’t know what you’re talking about, but you’re talking so confidently? Where’s your face?
Chapter completed!