Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

“I understand... Ye Zheng thinks he must defeat without a doubt, but as a disciple of the palace elder, it is not difficult to surrender if you encounter the disciple of the elder Lei He, anyway, it is better to take one enemy two, when it is really defeated, or it can be said that it is the disciple of the elder Lei He two dozen times one, tell it out, Ye Zheng will not only not throw in, but have light on his face! ”

“That makes sense, but Ye Zheng is a Class D mercenary. Even if he loses to a Class S mercenary, it makes sense...”

Between the words, above the ring, Meng glanced at Ye Zheng: “On your strength, who gave you the courage, in front of me, Miyagi's disciples, when no one can really see... Nie Li Lixiao all the records were broken by Master Ling, the remaining disciples, were either killed or seriously injured... Oh, poor thing. ”

“Really?”

Ye Zheng stared at Meng Ke and the cold light flashed in his eyes. The next second, in front of everyone, he took out the wine gourd between his waist.

Seeing Ye Zheng behave so strangely, everyone's face is blind.

“Athlete number eight, I need to remind you that martial arts trials do not allow the use of dark weapons, including poison, sulphuric acid and powder! ”

Soon, the referee stood under the ring and drank towards Ye Zheng.

In the referee's opinion, there may be some kind of Xuan machine in Ye Zheng's gourd, in case it's poison powder or sulphuric acid...

Ye Qiang: “…” What a rich imagination...

Ye Zheng did not care about the referee. After removing the gourd, the gourd was placed in the mouth, and a high concentration of cocktail was filled in half by Ye Zheng.

“What is she doing… drinking? What do you mean?"

“Hahaha, is it really about drunken boxing...”

“Well said, the wine is so daring! ”

At the VIP table, Master Shuro saw Ye Zheng pour the drink into the mouth, the eyebrows had to be deeply locked...

……

“How did you get drunk on the ring?!” Miyagi stared at Ye Zheng and spoke coldly.

Ye Qiang had asked him for spirits long before, but he refused them strictly, and warned Ye Qiang, as a mercenary, to keep his mind clear at all times, the wine could make him dizzy.

However, Miyagi had no idea that Ye Zheng's addiction to alcohol was so big that he could still take a sip at this time!

Soon, as everyone saw, Ye Zheng's face was slightly red, and he sat slowly on the ring, holding his chin in his right palm, revealing some evil smile from time to time.

Is this... drunk?!

“referee, terminate the game. ”

Suddenly, the palace looked at the referee and drank.

“No, the rules of the martial arts contest do not state that no drinking is allowed, nor do they state that a drunk cannot compete unless the No. 8 player himself admits to losing.” The referee shook his head.

Such large-scale formal trials need to be strictly enforced according to the rules, and off-site players cannot confess to compulsory surrender.

“Oh... jumping beam clown. ”

Meng Tian, double-circled, glanced at the drunkenness, sat on the stage and smiled coldly.

“When it's really boring. ”

At this moment, Meng can make great strides towards Ye Zheng.

The referee has just made it clear that if you want Ye Qiang to die on the ring, you can only kill him with one blow.

“Bye, clown. ”

Meng can walk to the side of Ye Zheng, grinning, spinning, doing his best to shoot towards the fatal spot of Ye Zheng.