Evil Master Chapter 9 - The power of fire

C9 The power of fire

After all, in the industries that he worked in before entering the Ku Chan Temple, he was able to often get a luxury car. In terms of price, this Lincoln could be considered average, but the most important thing was that it was a type of welcome carriage.

Luxurious circular leather chairs, glasses and a wine cabinet were placed at the opposite end.

Inside it were all the years of dried red that Yan Xiaowen had collected.

Seeing Duan Hong and Hou He's eyes looking all over the place, and their excited expressions hanging on their faces, Yan Xiaowen's goal had been achieved. Normally when he wasn't riding in this car, he would keep a low profile and drive an A6.

Dazzling wealth was the hobby of every rich person.

He saw the two of them sitting upright.

Yan Xiaowen ordered the driver to drive. He opened the wine shelf and took out a bottle of dried red wine and three tall glasses, then very politely took some.

Give it to Duan Hong to warm up.

It's not just you driving what?

The important thing is what kind of lifestyle you have.

Yan Xiaowen grew up in riches, and the quality of his life was very high. When he was in middle school, he sent his family home to study United States of America.

He picked up his wine cup and gently shook it: "Brother Duan, I had originally planned to pick you up at this time tomorrow, but who would have thought that when you came out earlier, this bottle of 80 year old red wine would be used as a welcome gift."

Duan Hong was extremely intelligent, and had roamed the world before entering the Ku Chan Temple, how could he not see through's intentions?

He thought to himself: Show me your wine?

He gently lifted his own glass and looked at the dark red liquid in it through the glass. It was slightly yellow in color and the smell of roasting wood permeated the air. He thought to himself, "Not bad, at least it's genuine."

As if he was drinking wine, he drank all the red wine in one gulp, handed the glass over to the astonished Yan Xiaowen and opened the wine shelves.

He took out a cigar from inside and exclaimed, "Cohiba, this kind of genuine Cuban handmade cigar is very rare. At least I've heard of it before, you don't mind if I smoke one, do you?" "Heh heh.

Yan Xiaowen laughed dryly a few times, cursing in his heart: This daddy doesn't mind at all, this cigar box was bought by my two bottles of Lafite of eighty-two years.

Luxurious circular leather chairs, glasses and a wine cabinet were placed at the opposite end.

Yan Xiaowen felt his heart ache when he saw this, but when he thought of Duan Hong's punch that was as strong as a million man, he immediately became relieved and said: "Brother Duan, this junior of yours looks like an extraordinary person, haha. For this kind of 80 year old red wine, we should be able to enjoy it to the fullest before we can enjoy its unique flavor. "

Seeing that Duan Hong was nodding his head, he looked very happy, as if he had just received a lecture, he continued to play around, and said: "The wine has just been poured out of the bottle for a long time, as it's used to the environment inside, it needs to spread its posture around in the cup, breathe in the fresh air, and release the air that he has hidden layer after layer."

As he spoke, he lightly lifted his glass and took a sip. "This is what wine is like. It's round and tight like a pearl and smooth and tangled like silk, making you unable to bear to part with it."

Duan Hong smiled and said, "Boss Yan seems to be very knowledgeable about wine."

Yan Xiaowen laughed heartily and said: "I can't really say that I'm researching it, but when I'm free, I'll always drink wine and brag with a few smelly friends."

"Okay."

Duan Hong nodded, looked at the cup of blood-like wine, and said: "Does Boss Yan know which villa's product this is?"

"Err — this."

Yan Xiaowen thought: I don't care what kind of manor he comes from, just nice. You are just a little monk with Ku Chan Temple, if it wasn't for the fact that you have skills, I wouldn't dare to speak to you, you wouldn't even be worthy to lick my toes.

This bottle of wine was brought back from abroad by a friend, who said it was from Lafite, hur hur.

Yan Xiaowen was very polite.

It was precisely this kind of fake politeness that made Duan Hong feel disgusted.

Duan Hong said: "Boss Yan, one of your friends doesn't seem to know much about wine. This bottle of wine is pretty good for 80 years, but it isn't the best bottle in the entire red wine system, or maybe even the best one. Furthermore, it doesn't belong to Lafite Restaurant, but as far as I know, it should be the Bordeaux Mu Tong Wine House."

"Oh?"

Yan Xiaowen's eyes lit up, and asked: "Brother Duan, how did you know? I would like to hear more about it? "

In his heart he thought: You, a country monk, dare to show off in front of me. I will drink more than you drink. Let's see how you blow it!

Seeing Yan Xiaowen's forced smile, Duan Hong said, "This wine has some special roasted wood fragrance, and is very ripe and rich.

He took a small sip and said, "The taste is strong, the level is complex, and the force of the tannin is strong. This is a typical Mu Tong Wine, characteristic of the Red Cloud Pearl. "

What?

Not bad, little monk actually understands wine?

Yan Xiaowen smiled and said, "The Mu Tong Wine is also not bad."

Duan Hong shook his head and said mercilessly, "The 80 year old wine that Boss Yan has is mediocre. The Mu Tong Winery now has 82 hectares of vineyard. 77% of them are red cloud pearls, and in the year of 1980, the rain was too heavy and the water level of the red cloud pearl was too high, so the wine produced wasn't as fragrant as before. If you really want to score, you can only get at most four points. "

"Ah!"

Yan Xiaowen was extremely embarrassed. He felt that he had lost some face, and had to salvage some of the situation, and asked: "How does Brother Duan know that it's definitely Mu Tong Wine?"

Duan Hong brought out the cork from the wine bottle and placed it in front of Yan Xiaowen, saying, "Boss Yan, you have the sign of Mu Tong Wine House on top of it."

Uh-huh, yeah!" Brother Duan is indeed a knowledgeable person. I admire you.

Duan Hong modestly replied: "This is nothing, the things that I've grasped aren't even half of Second Master's."

What he said was the truth. In the Master KU Cao's wine cellar, it could be said to be the best wine in the world.

Duan Hong had once drank from a wine cellar while holding an eighty-two year old dry red wine barrel and drinking it as tap water. If Yan Xiaowen knew about this, his jaw would probably drop off.

At first, he wanted to show off, but he didn't think that he would run into such an expert. Yan Xiaowen immediately shifted his gaze and realized that he was searching around in his car like a wolf, stuffing everything into his pocket.

"Brother, are you looking for a match?"

Yan Xiaowen saw the cigar in his mouth dry and asked, but he actually wanted him to be at ease.

Shen Huo sat back down by Duan Hong's side and said, "A match? I smoke and I have matches? "What a joke!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and pinched his thumb and middle finger together. With a snap of his fingers, a flame that was like a lighter appeared on his thumb.

He lit a cigar.

"Ah, hehe, Master Comprehension can also perform magic, hehe, I'm impressed."

Yan Xiaowen said.

Duan Hong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He frowned and with one hand holding a cigar, he blew a puff of smoke onto Yan Xiaowen's face and said, "Old man, are you sure you're mistaken? I don't know how to do magic. "

With that, he reached out his right hand and shook it.

A ball of purple flame appeared in his palm.

The temperature in the carriage suddenly rose.

The firelight illuminated Yan Xiaowen's surprised face, and his mouth was wide open so that he could swallow a goose egg.

"Keep a low profile.

Duan Hong reminded.

"Yes, yes, yes."

He immediately nodded his head and bowed, as if he had turned from a proud lone wolf into a loyal dog. He quickly withdrew his palm, and the fire disappeared.

A trickle of cold sweat flowed down Yan Xiaowen's forehead, and his eyes were wide and round: This — This — Could it be that he's not a human, so how could a human be able to set a fire?

When he saw's expression, he was even more shocked. Is this Duan Hong a human?

Wasn't this world too crazy?

Could this be a large chunk of United States of America?

What superman, what four heroes, they were all dog shit!

These two people in front of me are real experts, and I actually met them.

The feeling of having his act exposed was gone. So what if he lost in front of such a person?

Yan Xiaowen secretly took out his phone and sent a message to his secretary, telling her to clean up her villa beside Tai Hu. How could this kind of person live in a cheap commercial house?

Only upscale villas were suitable for them, no!

Only the manor was suitable for him. However, he didn't have a manor yet. Forget it.

Luxurious circular leather chairs, glasses and a wine cabinet were placed at the opposite end.

The white Lincoln slowly drove into the city. Anyone who could buy a house here and live there was either rich or noble.

Tens of millions are poor people here.

Entering the villa, Duan Hong returned to his original appearance. He lived in a mud-tiled room since childhood, and after that, in a meditation room, in a kitchen, and in a wine cellar.

The ambiguous pink lights, the golden wainscoting, and the cream-colored gold-edged carpet were all arranged by Yan's secretary, but living with two men seemed a little inappropriate.

Yan Xiaowen also saw that the secretary was wearing a nurse uniform and came down to the ground floor. Beneath her miniskirt, her pink t-pants were faintly discernible.

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Xiaowen asked coldly.

The secretary looked flustered. Didn't you tell me to come here?

She actually brought two men in this time. Could it be that you want me to play Fourth — she will be mistaken, I thought Yan Xiaowen wanted to play with her.

Suddenly, Duan Hong felt the temperature around him rise. He turned his head and realized that his eyes were fixated on the secretary as his tongue was stuck out and his saliva was flowing on his T-shirt. There was smoke coming out from his head, forming a tent.

"Boss Yan, do you have a pool of water here? It's best if we hurry. "

Duan Hong's body leaned to the side.

Yan Xiaowen said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong. His body was radiating an extraordinarily hot energy, and the temperature in the whole hall had risen. He could faintly see the light of fire above his head.

"Hey, it's too late."

As Duan Hong said that, he grabbed Yan Xiaowen with one hand and hugged the secretary who was dressed as a nurse with the other.

The three of them had just left the room when they heard a voice coming from inside. "It's so hot, it feels so good!

"Boom!

Luxurious circular leather chairs, glasses and a wine cabinet were placed at the opposite end.

It formed an invisible energy wave and shattered the glass on the window due to the heat.

Luxurious circular leather chairs, glasses and a wine cabinet were placed at the opposite end.

Yan Xiaowen looked at his villa within the sea of flames, and was completely dumbstruck.

The secretary's face was pale and her eyes were straight. This was the first time she had ever seen someone who could … Was his charm really that great?

Why is the boss always so weak?

After a long time, the fire finally died down. Duan Hong hurriedly walked in and found that the villa looked as if it had been attacked by a bomb.