Two kind-hearted people attacked each other, and Wu Qingchen had to force a smile to peel off an egg, and swallowed it into his stomach with a strong depression and irritability in his chest.

Wu Qingchen's depression is the pain of the earthlings.

"Make yarn!"

"Are these two miscellaneous pieces agreed on?"

"Don't! I've been discovered twice, so it would be too deliberate to hit the wine glass!"

"Don't just stare at the wine! Didn't you see so much meat in front of you?"

"My grass, why are these meats black and red at the same time?"

"The black ones are burnt pieces, and the red ones are blood clots!"

"Blood clot???!!!"

"My God! I can't eat this for a week?"

"Brother! It would be great if I only had to take it for one week! Have you forgotten the time ratio? It made you prolapse!"

"Grass! What to do?" "What to do? What to do?" "The staff team has a solution, right? The staff team must have thought of a solution?"

Method? Of course there is.

In the video: The two enthusiastic people did not pay much attention to each other. Taking advantage of the gap between the farming officer and the captain of the guards, they used the same trick again to put the bloodiest and the most terrifying pieces of meat on the plate in front of them into a magic bag.

After completing these, it felt like the magic bag sewn together with the outer robe should have been filled. Wu Qingchen lowered his hands, grabbed the lower end of the outer robe, and tied a knot quickly.

The position and size of Wu Qingchen's knot are very particular.

This is the reserved emergency plan taught by the training team to Wu Qingchen. The original intention was to allow Wu Qingchen to carry as much supply items as possible when he escaped. At this moment, it is quite appropriate to use it to hold a dark food far beyond the plan.

Using this exquisitely designed auxiliary function, when the two enthusiastic people around him were about to finish their own piece of meat, Wu Qingchen had already swept away.

"Okay!" "Mr. Wu is so proud!" "There are only a few glasses of wine left now!"

Just as the earthlings were all relieved, the dinner entered the last part, which was also the highest part of the dynasty.

The real meal is here.

Two strong men walked into the restaurant. They carried a large plate that was about one meter long and wide. On the plate was a deer that had hollowed out its internal organs. Under the lights, the roasted deer flashed with seductive oil and placed it at the brightest place on the dining table. In front of the Baron Akford.

Baron Akford stood up and took off the knife inserted into the deer.

This precious food will be distributed by the noble master himself.

Master Akford raised his knife and cut off the two hind legs of the deer. The most plump part of it belonged to Master Baron himself.

Master Akford raised his knife again, cut off the deer's front legs, and handed them to his wife and eldest son.

Master Akford raised his knife for the third time, and the deer's chest fell into the plate of the chief supervisor and the guard.

For the fourth time, Master Akford raised his knife, the farming officer, the forest officer, the horse officer, and Wu Qingchen, and the four of them divided the deer's tenderloin evenly.

At this point, the essence of the deer had been distributed, and the remaining venison was cut by Master Akford, cutting them into two sizes and distributing them to the remaining ministers.

When Master Akford distributed the venison, everyone sat quietly, his hands hanging down, no one spoke, and no one continued to eat.

After the last portion of venison was distributed, Baron Akford took the handkerchief handed over by the servant next to him and wiped the sweat beads on his hands and forehead at will. Baron Akford picked up the wine glass in front of him.

Everyone immediately picked up their wine glasses and stood up at the same time.

"To the Lord of the Shelter, Akford leads good weather." Baron Akford drank.

"To the Lord, protect, Akford leads good weather." The ministers raised their glasses and drank. - Wu Qingchen took a sip of honey.

"To the victory of glory, Akford leads to the battle invincible." Baron Akford drank again.

"To the glory of victory, Akford leads the battle invincible." The ministers drank together again. - Wu Qingchen took another sip of honey.

"Treat, drink and have fun, and all the ministers are brave and honest." Baron Akford drank for the third time.

"Thank you, drink all the time, and your Baron will live a healthy and long life." The ministers drank together for the third time. - Wu Qingchen drank the third sip of honey.

The traditional speech session of the dinner was completed.

The ministers all lowered their arms, and Wu Qingchen also put down their wine glass and prepared to sit down. At this moment, towards Wu Qingchen, Baron Akford raised his wine glass for the fourth time:

"Welcome, guests from afar, the good luck brought by Los/More priests to Akford."

"Hmm?" "Hmm?" "Cough"

The ministers were all stunned. After half a second, everyone turned sideways and raised their glasses to Wu Qingchen for the fourth time: "Welcome, guests from afar, the good luck brought by Los/More for Akford..."

I made a straw!

Half of his butt fell, Wu Qingchen stood up again like a conditioned reflex, and his right hand shook, and the honey cup in his hand almost fell off.

Damn it!

What nerves does this baron have?

I knew that this psychopath who dared to appoint a 13-year-old child as a regional ceO would not always be normal!

No, right

Now isn't the time to think about this

At this time, it seems like you need to do something?

What is it? What is it? What should I do? What to do?

Of course, we need to do something! Like the previous three speeches, when the superiors greet and congratulate the colleagues, the person who was greeted must not be foolishly standing and receiving.

What should I say? Damn, what did Teacher Playa say?

The situation beyond the plan suddenly happened, Wu Qingchen's mind was in chaos, and sweat instantly emerged from his forehead.

"Cough" a little later, the farming official coughed slightly: "Love and care"

"Baron is kind, please take care of you." Wu Qingchen quickly raised the honey cup: "May the joy and friendship at this moment last forever."

Baron Akford and his ministers who were waiting silently finally took a sip of alcohol together.

Putting down the wine glass, Baron Akford grabbed the hind legs of the deer in front of him, bite him and swallowed it into his stomach, waved his hand, and a servant immediately came over.

"Go and give it to Priest Ross."

More than ten seconds later, the venison with tooth marks was brought to Wu Qingchen.

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Almost at the same time, the earth.

"The farming officer finally took the right path, and the baron started to fucking messed up again?"

"What the hell?"

"What's going on?"

"It's a good thing in normal times, but now it's a bad thing!"

"What does it mean?"

"The superiors mean closeness. In Chinese, if you describe it, you won't be hungry if you eat it in one bite."

"Isn't this good? Is the relationship with the senior territorial leaders one step closer?"

"Brother, look carefully! The timing is wrong!"

"Damn it, go away! I'd rather be hungry, who the hell wants to chew your stinky meat with saliva!"

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In the Middle Ages, in the envious and jealous eyes of the restaurant, Wu Qingchen raised the venison in a daze.

Everyone licked their lips together.

Wu Qingchen slowly raised the venison and gently touched it at the farthest distance from Baron Akford's saliva. The sound of swallowing saliva sounded around him at the same time.

Using external objects to block and visual illusion, Wu Qingchen put down his deer legs, continued to lick the vegetable soup, drank the porridge, and swallowed the eggs.

A few minutes passed.

Wu Qingchen looked around and saw that his ministers had begun to concentrate on enjoying the venison he had given, but no matter when, there were always a few alternating gazes that were thrown at him without hesitation, staring at the deer legs in front of him.

Paralysis? What to do?

With full attention and concentration, Wu Qingchen is still not at the level of magic at this moment, even if he changes to the top magicians in the world in the training team, he will still be in a state of silence.

what to do?

Don’t avoid saliva and eat the one next to you?

Looking at the burnt and blood clots on the venison, Wu Qingchen swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"Bang Dangdang"

Just when Wu Qingchen felt very difficult, two or three meters away, I don’t know if I was unable to drink or accidentally fell, but at the end of the dinner table, a low-level minister suddenly fell under the table.

"Tabbott" "What's wrong with you?" "Is it okay?"

Several ministers next to him quickly stood up and helped up their fallen companions with all their hands and feet. Everyone's eyes quickly gathered to the position where an accident occurred.
To be continued...