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Chapter 380 Fighting wine? The rhythm of courting death!

"Exactly, just brag. Ten bottles of eight bottles of high-strength wine, you are really bragging without drafting. Even if everyone gets half, it is still four or five bottles, and a cow will be drunk. You actually said that after drinking,

I'm not drunk yet, and I'm not afraid of blowing my cowhide to pieces!"

At this time, Zhang Bo suddenly curled his lips with disdain and said sarcastically.

Mu Qinglan, who was smiling happily at first, heard Zhang Bo mocking Zhao Yang like this. She immediately couldn't help but frowned and said, "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean Zhao Yang can't do it either. Besides, it's none of your business what we're talking about."

?Do you need to talk too much here?"

Mu Qinglan obviously dislikes Zhang Bo very much, otherwise it would be rare for her to say such strong and targeted words with her gentle and shy temperament.

Zhang Bo's parents were somewhat embarrassed at this moment. After all, their son was so unceremoniously rebuked by Mu Qinglan in front of his face, and he was always a bit embarrassed.

However, this banquet was destined to be embarrassing from the beginning. Mu Qinglan was completely indifferent to Zhang Bo, and could even be said to be extremely disgusted, but Zhang Shaofen forcefully held such a banquet.

Especially in order to make Zhao Yang "embarrassed" and highlight her nephew's "excellence", she even encouraged Mu Qinglan to call Zhao Yang over. It would be strange if such a banquet was not embarrassing.

Although Zhang Bo's parents were embarrassed, they couldn't say anything to Mu Qinglan openly. After all, Zhang Bo had instigated what he said just now. What's more, Mu Qinglan's parents were also present. If they interfered,

, that would really change the flavor.

After all, no matter how Mu Qinglan and Zhang Bo quarrel, it is just a quarrel between juniors, and they can be covered up by saying, "Children are still young and ignorant."

But if the two of them are involved, then Mu Tianhe and his wife will definitely come forward to protect their daughter, and the relationship will really be completely broken by then.

Moreover, in comparison, the Mu family's family background is obviously slightly better than that of the Zhang family. This is one of the reasons why Zhang Shaofen and Zhang Bo's parents are quite active in wanting Zhang Bo and Mu Qinglan to be together.

Zhang Bo was also furious at this moment. After being sarcastically retorted by Mu Qinglan, he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "If you like him, of course you will help him with everything. Even if he really blows the whistle,

If he says that he can kill a cow with one punch, kick an elephant away with one kick, and drink a large tank of alcohol in one go, you will definitely speak for him!"

Hearing Zhang Bo use such a metaphor to ridicule himself, Zhao Yang couldn't help laughing. To be honest, with Zhao Yang's current cultivation level, he could kill a cow with one punch and kick away an elephant with one kick.

Or it’s really easy to drink a large tank of alcohol in one go.

The only thing that is slightly more difficult may be to drink a large tank of wine. After all, his belly is only so big. If he wants to drink that much wine, he must use his true energy to drink it into his body while drinking.

All the wine must be refined into sweat and drained out.

As for killing a cow or kicking an elephant away, it couldn't be easier!

Seeing that Mu Qinglan was so angry that she wanted to refute Zhang Bo, Zhao Yang couldn't help but smiled, stretched out his hand to pull her, and patted the back of her hand, signaling Mu Qinglan to calm down and let him do it.

"Since you think what I just said is bragging, do you have the guts to compete with me? Let's compete in drinking. I won't bully you. You only need to drink half of the amount I drink. As long as you can drink mine

Even if you win half of it!"

Zhao Yang looked at Zhang Bo and said calmly.

At first, Zhao Yang didn't take Zhang Bo seriously at all. After all, Zhao Yang knew that Mu Qinglan liked him. That Zhang Bo, did he need to care about him?

In addition, after all, it was in front of Mu Qinglan's parents, Zhao Yang was even more lazy to talk to him. But now he was provoking himself again and again. Especially Mu Qinglan started arguing with him in order to defend himself. If Zhao Yang didn't

It would be really unjustifiable to come forward.

People who don't know may think that he is a "coward" who only lets women get ahead.

Stirred by the contempt in Zhao Yang's tone, Zhang Bo couldn't hold it back immediately, his blood rushed to his brain, and he responded: "Okay! Let's compete! Am I still afraid of you? Who loses?"

You are a coward, I don’t believe I can’t win against you even if I only drink half of it. Humph!”

Although Zhang Bo is passionate, he is not stupid. Since Zhao Yang just said that he only needs to drink half of it to win, he will not take advantage of the bastard!

After finishing speaking, Zhang Bo couldn't help but feel proud in his heart: "I'll see how you end up this time, hum! You're bragging and bragging. You can't blame me for seeking death. After all, I can drink a bottle and a half to two

About a bottle of wine, I don’t believe you can survive after drinking three or four bottles of high-strength wine! You won’t be drunk to death by then!”

After Zhao Yang heard Zhang Bo's words, he couldn't help laughing, and even Mu Qinglan also laughed. Mu Qinglan knew very well how much Zhao Yang drank, and she knew that Zhao Yang was not an ordinary person at all.

No matter how much alcohol you drink, you can immediately use your true energy to expel the alcohol odor.

Naturally, Mu Qinglan didn't know that Zhao Yang's cultivation had already upgraded his true energy into a more advanced true energy power.

Hearing that Zhao Yang was going to compete with Zhang Bo for wine, Li Liqiong couldn't help but worry a little and said: "Xiao Yang, I think let's just forget about this wine competition. After all, wine is not a good thing. Drinking too much will harm your body and stomach."

As soon as Li Liqiong finished speaking, Zhang Shaofen over there took the opportunity and said immediately: "Sister-in-law, he proposed this wine fight himself. How can a man break his promise and gain weight? If he goes back on his word like this, then who can guarantee that he will treat Qinglan the same way?

Do you really like her and are not lying to Qinglan?"

At this moment, Zhang Shaofen was sure that Zhao Yang could not drink her nephew. After all, Zhao Yang needed to drink twice as much as Zhang Bo, and she was quite familiar with her nephew's drinking capacity. She did not believe that Zhao Yang's drinking capacity could really

It's so good that I can drink twice as much wine as Zhang Bo and still not get drunk.

Although Zhang Bo couldn't change anything if he won the wine contest, it could make Zhao Yang look bad and slap him in the face, which would at least allow him to vent his anger.

Zhang Bo's parents obviously had the same thoughts, so after Zhang Shaofen finished speaking, Zhang Bo's mother also helped: "Yes, Mrs. Mu, he proposed this wine fight himself, although I am also worried about us.

Xiaobo, but since our Xiaobo has agreed, I can’t stop him, right? At most, Xiaobo will really drink too much by then, so I’ll let him go to the hospital for gastric lavage.”

Zhang Bo's mother was also convinced that Zhao Yang could not win against her son, so she said such beautiful words. If she knew that Zhao Yang had not lied at all just now, but was very, very humble, I wonder if she would still

Would be so encouraging.

Seeing the proud and encouraging looks of Zhang Shaofen and Zhang Bo's mother, Zhao Yang couldn't help but pursed his lips, and then said to Li Liqiong: "Auntie, don't worry. It'll be fine. Well, at least I'm sure nothing will happen to me. As for that

Who, then I can’t guarantee it.”

"Yes, Mom, don't worry. Zhao Yang will definitely be fine." At this time, Mu Qinglan also said beside him.

Li Liqiong looked at Zhao Yang and then at Mu Qinglan. Seeing that her daughter had said so and she didn't seem worried at all, Li Liqiong thought about it and nodded. She stopped trying to stop him.

She believed that her daughter would not come here randomly. Since her daughter said it was fine, she thought that Xiao Yang's drinking capacity must be really good.

Seeing that Li Liqiong no longer stopped, Mu Tianhe and Zhang Bo's father also did not stop them.

At that moment, Zhang Bo immediately loudly called the waiter to bring him six bottles of high-altitude wine in one go, "Waiter, bring me six bottles of Maotai, the kind with 53 degrees!"

Zhao Yang couldn't help but smile jokingly when he heard Zhang Bo's triumphant voice, and said lightly: "Are you sure that only six bottles are enough?"

After saying that, Zhao Yang didn't care about other people's reactions to his words, and directly shouted to the waiter: "Waiter, just bring ten bottles."

Zhao Yang's tone was very relaxed, as if what he called up was not ten bottles of 53-degree alcohol, but ten bottles of mineral water.

Even if it is mineral water, drinking ten bottles in one breath is enough to choke a person to death.

When Zhang Bo heard Zhao Yang's words, he couldn't help curling his lips and didn't take it seriously. He just thought that Zhao Yang was bluffing and scaring him, so he couldn't help but snorted, "Ten bottles are ten bottles, am I still afraid?"

Can’t you?”

After a while, the waiter brought ten bottles of 53-degree Moutai.

After seeing the wine, Zhang Bo immediately asked the waiter to open two bottles of wine, and then filled the glass in front of him with a full glass. Then he glanced at Zhao Yang arrogantly, and immediately held the wine glass and raised his neck.

I started pouring it into my stomach gurglingly.

Not to mention, Zhang Bo's drinking capacity does seem to be quite good. After a glass of wine, although there was a flush on his face, there was nothing unusual about it.

After putting down the wine glass, Zhang Bo spit out the strong smell of alcohol and looked at Zhao Yang, full of provocation, "It's your turn now!"

Zhao Yang glanced at him, smiled faintly, looked at the wine glass in front of him contemptuously, and said jokingly: "Is that all? Haha!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yang casually took another bottle of wine that had just been opened next to him. Without pouring it into the glass, he directly pointed his mouth at the mouth of the bottle, raised his neck and started drinking...

Seeing this scene, Mu Tianhe and others were shocked. It was very common to drink beer like this, but it was rare to drink 53% liquor like this...

However, looking at the way Zhao Yang's throat rolled regularly, it seemed that drinking like this was completely stress-free.

Under the surprised looks of Mu Tianhe and others, Zhao Yang soon moved the wine bottle away from his mouth, then turned the bottle upside down and shook it, only a few drops of liquid fell down!

A whole bottle of 53-degree Moutai has completely entered Zhao Yang's stomach. At this moment, Zhao Yang's face is still as usual, not red at all. It seems that what he just drank is not 53-degree.

of liquor, but just a bottle of mineral water.

This made Zhang Bo, his parents and Zhang Shaofen stunned, especially Zhang Bo, whose eyes were so startled that they almost popped out of his eyes.

When he first saw Zhao Yang drinking directly from the bottle, he thought Zhao Yang was just showing off, but he never expected that Zhao Yang actually drank an entire bottle of 53% liquor in one breath, especially

His expression actually hasn’t changed at all! (To be continued.)


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