Ants climbing trees, crossing the line of fire, mountains and flowing water, and unlocking poses on the spot, these are all games that Zeng Rui can name but can't remember.

There is also a rather weird phenomenon in these activities. For example, Zhang Peng rarely loses, whether it is a combination of technical luck such as punching and rolling dice, or it is a test of mental reaction such as who is an undercover agent.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Peng neither performed on stage nor drank a glass of wine.

Zeng Rui and Dahu occasionally came on stage and had a few drinks.

As for Yida and Xiaohu, who were the first to suggest it, they basically sat in the middle of the box without sitting down. Yida, the most capable one, was lying on the ground with his mouth open while playing in the mountains and rivers. He was so stunned that he finished pouring a bottle of mineral water.

The mouth hasn't closed yet.

After probably playing the interactive game for nearly an hour, the crowd was a little tired from dancing wildly, so they all sat down and started chewing their ears.

After Yida and Xiaohu performed this wonderful performance for an hour, the beer evaporated quickly. Coupled with their youth and strong bodies, they obviously felt a little into the state again.

If before the interaction, these two drunkards knew that they were almost at their limit and it was time to rest and relax.

At this moment, I already feel a little bit like I was from Qicheng before drinking, and after drinking here, I almost feel like I am from Qicheng.

I don’t know if friends who love drinking, especially those who love drinking at nightclubs, have noticed a pattern. There are always some friends around me who clearly know how much they drink, and when they drink enough, they almost stop.

But at this time, someone provokes, or the two of them compete, and there are people nearby who yell together. The person who knows that he will be immortal if he continues to correct himself, seems to suddenly wake up, and work hard with enough energy.

Gotta work it down.

To put it bluntly, it is all for the sake of illusion. When encountering this kind of situation, the person who fails first will definitely be injured. Because everyone has already stood up, it will definitely not be over until one of them is knocked down.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the two tigers will fight to the end and both sides will suffer in the end.

But in front of me, these two drunkards who have drunk so much that they feel like the world is centered on me are definitely the best fighters in Tiger B!

After the game, they played a strategy game in which two armies faced each other.

This game is actually played in a nightclub, similar to Tian Ji horse racing. The teams have a clear division of labor, and personal drinking is also the key to victory or defeat.

However, Yi Da and Xiao Hu did not play it so complicated.

The two of them chose the most basic king versus king, general versus general, capture versus kill!

In the beginning, he and I had a cup each, and the girl below took turns taking turns. As we played, the story changed, and the two of us went from having one cup at a time to two cups at a time to three cups at a time!

By the end, the six girls were a little scared. They put down their wine glasses and looked at the two tigers with some worry. Because they were not ordinary tops, one raised the glass and the other put it down, going back and forth and bottoming out.

The girl didn't dare to pour him two glasses of wine. The two of them carried the beer box and stepped on it under their feet. They really opened the lid and drank!

Even the entire box's attention was attracted by these two people.

Zeng Rui looked at Dahu and asked with slight surprise: "Dahu, do you usually drink like this?"

Zeng Rui had actually had drinks with him, more than once. But he had never seen his brother stepping on someone like this.

Dahu replied a little reservedly: "I can drink some of both drinks, but I am more stable than Xiaohu, and I rarely overdose!"

"No, I'm afraid that if your brother continues his troubles, he will have to take care of that young master's business?"

Zeng Rui said a little angry.

"That's definitely not possible. I understand my brother. Even though he's not very smart, this beer won't bother him!"

Dahu didn't take it seriously at all, bragging on behalf of his younger brother.

"No, if you keep drinking like this, these two will probably turn the tropical rainforest into the final destination of their lives."

Zeng Ruigang was about to step forward to stop him.

The girl who was sitting on Yida's lap looked at the "Hu Shu Bao" on Yida's head, frowned and asked: "Brother, why is there something wrong with your head?"

"Whatever it is is going to happen. Don't step on your horse and disturb the morale of the army!" Yi Da, who was in the middle of a battle between the two sides, wiped his hand on his forehead, and his whole palm was sticky and covered with blood.

Yi Da jumped up excitedly and shouted in horror: "Why is there something happening to my head?"

Then he fell to the ground unconscious, his face was pale, his lips were slightly purple, and blood was still oozing from his forehead.

Zeng Rui, who had experienced alcohol poisoning, immediately noticed something was wrong.

He quickly shouted: "Fuck you! Call Suo Yang to the hospital quickly, this horse is going to kill you!"

"What the hell is this? You said you can't drink it, so you're pretending to be a fool with me..."

On the other side, Xiaohu, who was watching Yi Da scare him and lay down, was still sarcastic as he was drunk.

Unexpectedly, as he was talking, he fell to the ground, foaming at his mouth, and his whole body was trembling.

Now Zeng Rui, Zhang Peng and Dahu were completely anxious and the three of them were jumping up and down.

"What the hell is this? You're going to die if you drink a little bit of wine?"

Zeng Rui rubbed his face very irritably and walked out of the box quickly.

Five minutes later.

Suo Yang and Zeng Rui drove two cars to the No. 6 Hospital in the north of the city, which is the nearest hospital.

Immediately afterwards, Yida and Xiaohu started rescue operations almost at the same time.

About an hour later, Xiaohu was pushed out of the emergency room first.

Another half hour later, Yida was also pushed out of the emergency room.

"After this apocalypse, there will be very few people suffering from alcohol poisoning. Are you two here? You still drank beer and drank like this. I also accepted it. I can't afford to offend a rich family."

The attending physician shook his head and walked out of the emergency room.

"Hello doctor, are my two friends okay?"

Zeng Rui stepped forward and inserted the two small red envelopes he had prepared into the doctor's white coat.

The attending physician directly stopped Zeng Rui's behavior and replied: "This is the only way I can treat him. These two people with chronic gastritis can't escape. As for the money, you can keep it and go upstairs to give it to your brain."

Doctor!"

"Why does the doctor need to see a brain doctor when he is drinking?"

Zeng Rui was confused, obviously not understanding what the doctor meant.

"You two brothers are lying on the operating table, and you are still humming with anesthesia. Come on, let's go to the crematorium together. Whoever doesn't drink is the son of the other. Give our little trainee nurse a mask."

My smile fell to the ground. Come on, young man, look at me again!"

The attending physician looked at Zeng Rui and took off the medical KN95 disposable mask. Revealing a worn-out face typical of a middle-aged man, he pointed at his own face and asked: "Young man, do you look at me like an old girl? You are like this
Chapter completed!