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Chapter 290: Who do you think you are(2/2)

Lin Qitao and others did not move. They would not drink such wine.

Ye Wutian was not in a hurry when he saw this. "Guys, I haven't thanked you properly for what happened some time ago. I guess you don't need to remind you? Do you still need to remind me?"

Of course Lin Qitao and others knew what Ye Wutian was talking about, so they all lowered their heads slightly.

"Actually, I'm a very talkative person. As long as you drink all the wine here tonight, we can no longer pursue the past matters. How about it? Am I generous enough?"

"We don't know how to drink this wine." Lin Qitao said slowly.

"Okay, it seems that some of you are insisting on forcing me to use some extraordinary means. In this case, I will help you." Ye Wutian put down the wine glass but picked up an empty bottle. "I will count to three, and whoever dares not to drink, I will

I'll just hit you on the head with this bottle."

"Ye Wutian, don't go too far." Wei Qun's expression changed continuously.

Ye Wutian shrugged: "I can't help it, I'm used to being arrogant."

"one."

"two."

Just when Ye Wutian counted to three, a glasses man next to him picked up the cup and started drinking.

At the same time, the empty wine bottle in Ye Wutian's hand bloomed on Wei Qun's head.

Lin Qitao was shocked. He didn't expect Ye Wutian to dare to do that, to hit someone with an empty wine bottle in his hand.

After being hit by an empty wine bottle, Wei Qun fell softly on the sofa. Until this moment, he couldn't believe that he was really hit.

The glasses guy who was drinking was secretly happy. Fortunately, he drank, otherwise the bottle might have hit him on the head. However, although he was not hit by the empty bottle, he would not be much better now.

After drinking such a large glass of specially processed wine, he found that his eyes were full of stars and he felt extremely uncomfortable. He felt like he wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Che Huishan was so frightened that she didn't know what to say when she saw Wei Qun whose scalp was bleeding. Especially at this time, Ye Wutian picked up an empty wine bottle again. Did he want to smash it again?
Chapter completed!
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