The End Times as a Song

Chapter 642 What...? Shanghai

Lin Yin frowned slightly, his face full of impatience, and coldly uttered two words: "Noisy! It's really too noisy...!"

He swiftly raised his right hand and struck the Dragon Year Beast with perfect accuracy.

In an instant, the Da Nian beast seemed to be frozen in place, unable to utter a single sound.

Seeing her lips constantly opening and closing, she looked exactly like a mute.

"Ah Yuan! What's wrong?"

"What's going on?"

"Lin Yin, what exactly did you do to her...?"

Upon seeing this, Huan Ruge looked surprised and hurriedly asked.

Lin Yin smiled slightly and replied calmly without turning his head, "She's too noisy, she's making me feel irritable."

"Let her have some peace and quiet for now...!"

Huan Rugo couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "If you don't want people to speak, then don't! What kind of lame excuse is that! And what kind of high-sounding principles are you spouting?"

"What did you say...?" Lin Yin heard Huan Ruge's words.

This time it was embarrassing.

Huan Rugo could only try to find a topic to brush it off: "That's not a good idea! After all, we're all partners."

"What's wrong?"

After Lin Yin finished speaking, he turned around and found a clean spot to sit down.

He leisurely took out a flask of fine wine from his pocket—a wine so intoxicating it was almost divine—and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

Holding an exquisite wine glass, filled with a fragrant and intoxicatingly delicious wine.

A slight smile played on his lips, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and anticipation as he shouted at Huan Rugo, who was not far away:

"come over......!"

Huan Rugo was shocked: "What is this guy going to do now? Why did he call me over?"

"But it seems like we can't not go now!"

"Forget it, let bygones be bygones! They probably won't do anything to me, right?"

She hesitated for a moment, then figured it out and replied with a single word: "Oh...!"

She walked towards Lin Yin, sat down gently beside him, and remained silent.

Perhaps it was too quiet, for he suddenly became interested and moved closer to Huan Rugo:

"This isn't like you...? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Would you like a drink?"

As he spoke, he handed the Drunken Delight to Huan Rugo.

"No...! I won't drink...!"

Huan Ruge waved her hand and refused Lin Yin.

"Do you dislike that I've had it before?" Lin Yin completely misunderstood Huan Ruge's meaning.

"No...! No...! I just don't want to drink. I'm afraid that if I drink too much, something bad might happen...?"

"Something happened...? What could possibly happen?" Lin Yin chuckled mockingly, downing his drink in one gulp, and continued, "Aren't you afraid I might get into trouble if I drink too much...?"

"You're right...! How about I have a drink with you...?"

After Huan Rugo finished speaking, she took Lin Yin's wine cup and drank it.

"Hmph...! What a fickle woman...!" Lin Yin sneered.

"Where am I fickle! You're quite right, men are more likely to get into trouble when they're drunk, aren't they? Especially someone like you, a great monster." Huan Rugo said eloquently.

Lin Yin chuckled: "You're quite the talker...!"

“Of course, I’m so glad you reminded me just now…!” Huan Rugo continued.

"How is it? It tastes good, right?" Lin Yin asked Huan Rugo.

"It's alright...! But why does it taste a little bitter?" Huan Rugo asked Lin Yin.

"Isn't this good?" Lin Yin glanced at Huan Rugo.

"I can't quite put my finger on it! It's not that it's bad, is it? I just don't like the taste...!" Huan Rugo replied.