In fact, He Wenchao hated Ye Fan so much that he wanted to skin Ye Fan, cramp him, chop him into pieces and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks!
But he didn't dare!
After all, Ye Fan's identity and skills were too terrifying, and He Wenchao simply couldn't afford to offend him. At least before the Thousand-Faced Buddha arrived, he would not dare to offend Ye Fan easily.
Therefore, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and drink with Ye Fan.
"Ye Fan, you are right, as long as the relationship is strong, you are not afraid of stomach bleeding after drinking!" He Wenchao said with a forced smile.
"Haha! That's right, that makes sense! Come on, Brother He, let's have a bottle first!" Ye Fan said with a satisfied smile.
As a result, what he said frightened He Wenchao.
He Wenchao swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "Ye Fan, what did you just say? Drink the whole bottle? Are you sure you are not kidding?"
I saw Ye Fan shrugging his shoulders and saying: "Please! Do I seem to be joking? Come on, stop dawdling, do it quickly!"
Finished!
Ye Fan directly raised a bottle of XO, touched it with He Wenchao, and then raised his head and drank the whole glass of XO.
"Gulu!"
"Gulu!"
"Gulu!"
...
When He Wenchao saw Ye Fan drinking like water, he was dumbfounded. He almost wondered if he was being deceived.
This is XO! Although he is not a heavy drinker, drinking a bottle of XO still requires a certain amount of courage!
As a result, He Wenchao suddenly seemed a little hesitant.
At this time, Ye Fan saw his hesitant look, so he said jokingly: "Master He, what's wrong with you? I've finished drinking, why don't you even take a sip? Shouldn't you
Is it because you don’t want to give me face?”
"I......?"
He Wenchao's expression was a little awkward, and he even felt aggrieved as if he was riding a tiger.
"well!"
"It seems that some people really look down on me, Mr. Ye. If that's the case, then I will..."
Having said this, the smile on Ye Fan's lips instantly faded, replaced by coldness and ruthlessness.
Seeing Ye Fan's angry look, He Wenchao became a little anxious. If Ye Fan got angry and beat himself half to death, after all, the Thousand Faced Buddha hadn't come yet, and he didn't have the confidence to challenge Ye Fan.
So, He Wenchao gritted his teeth, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and drank a few mouthfuls of xo.
After drinking XO, He Wenchao felt his throat was burning, his head was dizzy, and he almost couldn't stand still.
"Cough cough cough..." He Wenchao coughed violently, and his face turned red.
Ye Fan looked at this scene, smiled slightly, and said: "Master He, how many sips have you had? Why did you stop so quickly?"
"Ye Fan! I can't drink well, I can't drink so fast." He Wenchao said with an embarrassed look on his face.
At this time, Ye Fan joked: "Not only do you have a bad drinking capacity, but your character is also bad!"
"Shua——"
Suddenly, He Wenchao's expression suddenly dropped, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.