90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 411: Counting

Wang An held the wine bottle and poured the wine gracefully.

With the bottle pouring, the mellow red wine was poured into the goblet.

The red liquid was in the cup, constantly curling and churning.

The air was filled with a strong fragrance, even if the wind was blowing, this fragrance still did not dissipate for a long time.

"Master, do you want your old servant to taste this wine first?" After Wang An finished pouring the wine, he looked at the attractive red wine. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask.

Ye Bei said nothing.

But the tall woman stood up at this moment, took the red wine bottle, and looked at Wang An, with a slight smile on her face, "Kunlun Mountain Old Immortal, the king of the underground world. Of course, you are qualified to drink such a glass of red wine! Although our killer organization often has some friction with the forces you control, in my heart, I still admire you very much!"

The woman said, her expression was serious, and she continued to add, "Although I don't know where your confidence comes from, you have already dismissed all of your subordinates and yet you still dare to come directly on this cruise ship."

Wang An did not answer. His gaze just continued to focus on Ye Bei's body.

"Drink as much as you want, it doesn't matter." Ye Bei replied softly.

"Yes." Wang An nodded.

When the tall woman saw this, her reaction speed was very fast, without Wang An's hands, she just took the wine bottle and poured half of a goblet at will.

"It's also my honor to be able to pour wine for the Old Immortal."

As for Ye Bei, at this time, he reached out and picked up the goblet.

As he moved his wrist slightly, the red wine inside formed a very small vortex, which was flowing quickly in the glass. The aroma of the wine emanating from it became more and more intense.

"Wine is good, but it's a pity that this cup is not very good." After shaking for a few seconds, Ye Bei said softly.

Wang An also agreed with Ye Bei's remarks, "It would be great if it were in Kunlun Mountain. There is still a wine glass in that small house. Compared to this, that wine glass is much better."

After saying this, Wang An shook the goblet gently.

His gaze swept over the five people, "When drinking, it's more interesting to have a lot of people. Five of you, don't you want to have a drink?"

With this, the atmosphere became cold again.

The five people were stunned, they did not expect Wang An to think of this at all.

But the tall woman quickly recovered from the cold atmosphere around her. However, her complexion was still unnatural as she said with a bit of fear, "The value of this wine is too high. Forget it, it's a waste to let us people drink this wine. I think Old Immortal and your master are the most suitable people to drink this wine."

Right after saying that, the woman decisively reached out her hand and picked up the jet black pistol that had been placed on the table before.

"Hu…"

After the pistol came back inside her hand, she breathed a sigh of relief as if she had found a sense of security.

The emotions of the other four people were also not very natural. But on the surface, they still maintained elegance and calmness.

Wang An continued to shake the red wine glass in his hand.

Ye Bei shook for a while. When the red wine in it was shaken for a while, he slowly raised the glass and gazed through the red wine glass to re-watch the scenery on the bank of the Huangpu River.

The scenery that originally looked incredibly charming became scarlet after the penetration of red wine.

Ye Bei then tilted the goblet very gracefully as the mellow red wine slowly flowed into his mouth along the mouth of the glass.

The rich scent was constantly fluttering between the lips and teeth.

After taking this sip, Ye Bei quietly felt the taste.

But the five foreigners next to him were different. After they saw Ye Bei drink the red wine, they all showed a smug smile without exception.

The long-haired man looked at Wang An.

"Old Immortal, your master has already drunk this red wine, why haven't you drunk it yet?" He still showed that cold smile, "When I was in the United States, I always respected the Old Immortal, I also have fear towards you. This is also our first meeting but it is a pity that fate sometimes makes fun of people like this. It seems that you, who have been rumored to be like an immortal by countless people, seem to be nothing more than that."

"Master…"

As for Wang An, naturally, he would not take this long-haired foreigner's words to heart. When he saw Ye Bei take a sip, as if feeling the smell of red wine, he whispered a word in his mouth.

Then he drank all the wine in the glass in one go.

When the red wine flowed in the mouth, Wang An's eyes lit up slightly.

Long-lasting fragrance…

Mellow touch…

This red wine was indeed not bad.

When drinking, he seemed to be instantly in a sea of ​​flowers and a mature vineyard.

Regardless of the state of mind or body, at this moment, Wang An got unprecedented relaxation.

"This wine is indeed a good wine, and it is definitely made by an expert." Wang An squinted his eyes, feeling the taste, all the worries in his pupils had disappeared, and it was replaced by a kind of enjoyment.

When the five foreigners saw this, the smiles on their face were getting brighter and brighter.

Among them, the short-haired foreigner was playing with a pistol, mumbling and counting, which seemed to be worth the money.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

But when he counted "three", his brows immediately frowned.

The smiles on the faces of the four foreigners next to them slowly disappeared...

"Four!"josei

When the count reached "four", the short-haired man's complexion turned a little purple.

"Five!"

When the count reached "five", all the five foreigners at the scene stood up, held their pistols tightly, and moved back quickly.

"Six!"

When counting "six", the short-haired man's voice was trembling slightly as he pointed the pistol forward with fear.

"Seven!"

When counting this number, the legs of the short-haired man were shaking.

Click, click...

The other four foreigners loaded their pistols at the fastest speed.

The click sound constantly resounded on the deck of the cruise ship but the five foreigners no longer had any smiles on their faces. Instead, they were all scared and incredible.

...

"This wine is still a little off. The longer the wine is kept, the mellower it will become, and the better it is. However, it is a kind of fate to be able to drink it now. The bottle of wine that I brewed at first has been preserved for hundreds of years, and it is really not easy."

After a while, Ye Bei spoke softly.

He did not care about the five foreigners who were pointing their pistols at him with fear at all.