"It's already late. If you really want to drink, then you can drink at any time later. Why do you have to save it for now?"
"If I really want to keep this wine, then I don't think you can save your life today! Choose carefully between the wine and your life."
As Jack spoke, he poured the wine in his hand onto the centipede. The centipede became extremely painful after being touched by the wine and curled up on the ground.
After hearing this, the fat man really didn't want to say anything anymore. Now he could only watch quietly as the wine glass in front of him was wasted.
Basically everyone in the world was constantly pouring out the wine bottles in their hands. After seeing this situation, the fat man still couldn't bear to drink the wine in his hand.
It may also be because the centipede discovered that the fat man was the only one in the entire cave who did not spill the wine, so it opened its bloody mouth and attacked the fat man.
Seeing that the bloody mouth was about to eat him up, the fat man ignored everything and started to pour out his wine.
Time passed by minute by minute, and at this moment, there was only a centipede left in the cave, rolling on the ground, curling up its body in great discomfort.
At this time, we saw that the centipede in front of him had been tortured almost enough, so we decided to set it on fire and watch it roll in the fire.
Originally, the atmosphere in the entire cave was extremely chilly, but because of the fire, there was a hint of warmth.
No one knows how many years this centipede has lived, so its entire body is extremely huge, and there is a lot of meat on its body. There is even a faint aroma of barbecue.
At this moment, the fat man was still thinking about his wine in his heart, but he could do nothing about it. However, after smelling the aroma of barbecue, he started to have evil thoughts again.
He drooled and asked, "I never expected this. I've never smelled the aroma of roasted centipedes before, and they're actually quite fragrant. How about having a couple of bites?"
After hearing these words, Jack couldn't help but slap the fat man hard, with an expression of disgust on his face.
After quietly waiting for the fire in front of him to go out, Jack quietly observed for a long time because he had learned from the previous experience.
The scene of being thrown to the ground by the centipede just now is still vivid in Jack's mind. Now Jack really doesn't dare to be careless anymore. Naturally, he has to make sure whether the centipede is dead or not.
After observing quietly for a long time, I finally confirmed that the centipede was really dead this time, and I felt relieved.
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