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Chapter four hundred and ninety first

Yang He and the others began to feel dizzy, and they thought they were so drunk that they didn't care.

But soon, someone among them was in a coma, and Yang He was the first to fall into a coma.

This old guy was already tired all the way. He just drank a lot after everyone's advice.

Now that the wine helps the medicinal properties, Yang He was stunned and lying on the table unconscious. No matter who shouts, he can't wake up.

After Yang He fell into a coma, the remaining civil and military officials also began to faint and unconscious.

There was a general who was not so easy to be confused. When he saw him fainting one by one, he began to think that they were drunk and didn't care.

But later I found something was wrong. Those present were veterans of the restaurant, and they knew how much they could drink, and there was absolutely no reason to get drunk easily.

He wouldn't be drunk like a dead pig, and he couldn't wake him up even if he cried.

It would be fine if one or two, but most of these people are like this, so there must be a ghost.

However, the power of this psychedelic drug is too great. When the general realizes that there is something wrong, it will be too late.

I saw that the general didn't last long, shaking, and finally fainted on the ground.

Zhang Jiuyan looked outside and saw that they were all confused. At first, they didn't dare to come in, for fear of missing the net.

So Zhang Jiuyan waited outside for a long time again.

It was not until it was concluded that none of them were spared and all were stunned that Zhang Jiuyan took Liu Zongmin and several other dragon scale soldiers to sneak in.

"Quick, do it."

Without any delay, Zhang Jiuyan immediately asked Liu Zongmin and others to take action.

He himself was not idle, so he came to Yang He and started taking off Yang He's official robe.

Liu Zongmin was quite nervous. After all, there were all high officials here. If one of them was really bad, it would be like playing with fire and burning himself.

With the great power of the official, Liu Zongmin was a little nervous and said to Zhang Jiuyan: "Brother, do you really want to do this?"

Zhang Jiuyan glanced at Liu Zongmin and felt funny. He didn't expect that Liu Zongmin would be afraid of such a person.

Zhang Jiuyan asked back: "Aren't you thinking about venting your anger? Why, are you scared?"

Zhang Jiuyan looked at Liu Zongmin with a sarcastic look on his face, obviously motivating him.

When Liu Zongmin heard Zhang Jiuyan say this, he would have given up his promise.

"Not afraid, I have a big scar on my head, I'm afraid of a ghost."

"If you are not afraid, just do it quickly and don't be discovered."

"good."

Liu Zongmin agreed, and then began to follow suit, stripping off the officials' robes, and taking off the clothes inside, leaving only a pair of shorts.

Before he could stop, Zhang Jiuyan found another pen and ink, and several people began to draw pictures on these high-ranking officials.

"Zong Min. The kitten you drew doesn't look like, it's not energetic."

Zhang Jiuyan drew a few turtles on Yang He. He looked very satisfied. He glanced at Liu Zongmin drew a cat on an official and couldn't help but comment.

Liu Zongmin hurriedly denied it and said, "Brother, I'm painting a tiger, why do you think of him as a cat?"

"tiger?"

Zhang Jiuyan subconsciously stared at her eyes and looked closer, "Is this a tiger?"

Zhang Jiuyan was funny and called a few other dragon scale soldiers to ask them what Liu Zongmin painted.

Those people also said that Liu Zongmin clearly painted a chubby cat, not like a tiger at all.

Liu Zongmin was embarrassed by their words, and he was around his head, unwilling to give up, and said, "Then I'll try again."

As he said that, Liu Zongmin began to draw seriously on another official.

It’s not to mention that Liu Zongmin’s drawing of tigers is starting to look a little bit better than before. When you think about it, you can also think of tigers.

Zhang Jiuyan praised, "Yes, let's continue painting, there are still several people who practice it."

"Um."

Liu Zongmin was very happy to be encouraged. He only felt that he was happy and accomplished when painting on these corrupt officials.

Now he is praised by Zhang Jiuyan again, and now he is even more excited and has drawn several high-ranking officials in a row.

Finally, Liu Zongmin drew all the remaining officials, but he was not satisfied. He snatched an official from a dragon scale sharp man and continued to draw.

Zhang Jiuyan looked at it on the side, but he was not a good-looking person. Several were harmed by his paintings.

Zhang Jiuyan painted turtles, buffaloes, and birds on them.

Zhang Jiuyan is not like Liu Zongmin. He is full of tigers, and he is full of tigers with his mouth open and roaring loudly. The tiger's mouth looks like a face.

After drawing it, some of Liu Zongmin’s paintings were like meanings, while others were completely unable to be associated with tigers. This level is too big for the rise and fall, which is completely incomprehensible.

"Hahaha,,,"

After the painting, everyone looked at the civil and military officials who were usually arrogant and were only wearing shorts at this time, and were covered in messy Hu paintings. They couldn't help laughing loudly in their voices.

Especially Yang He, whose thin and dry body was painted with turtles by Zhang Jiuyan, looked even more funny.

"Quick, retreat."

While holding back his laughter, Zhang Jiuyan didn't dare to stay too long to avoid being knocked out and unable to escape in time. At that time, he would have been playing with it.

Zhang Jiuyan urged them to leave quickly and leave the private room.

It took another half an hour to wait, and it was already late at night.

Zhang Jiuyan winked at Liu Zongmin downstairs and signaled him to prepare.

Then Zhang Jiuyan shouted loudly: "If there is an assassin, catch the assassin quickly."

As he shouted loudly, Zhang Jiuyan rushed into the private room with a few dragon-scaled sharp men, fighting with each other with his swords inside, making crackling sounds.

Downstairs, Liu Zongmin heard Zhang Jiuyan's shouting, looked terrified, and shouted loudly, "If you have an assassin, please protect your lord."

As he said that, he led the people to rush upstairs quickly.

Downstairs, the other guards also heard Zhang Jiuyan's shouts at this time, and they were all very scared.

I heard the sound of fighting coming from the building again. I knew that something was wrong, so I panicked one by one. I followed Liu Zongmin and rushed upstairs.

They rushed into the private room in a swarm. At this time, Zhang Jiuyan and others had already jumped out of the window to pursue the assassin.

The officers and soldiers were about to jump out of the window to chase, but they felt a flash in front of them just now, as if something was wrong, as if they had seen something just now.

Subconsciously, the officers and soldiers stopped and looked at Yang He and the others. When they saw this, everyone was stunned.

I saw Yang He and his group of high-ranking generals, all of whom were stripped of thorns, white light, and only their pants were left.

He was also painted and painted, including pigs, cows, sheep, horses, cats, and other strange things.
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