Putting the bottle down, Zhao Yang glanced at the dumbfounded Zhang Bo, his parents, Zhang Shaofen and others. Then Zhao Yang said to the waiter next to him: "Please open another bottle of wine for me, thank you!"
Zhao Yang's tone and expression were very calm and calm. The bottle of 53-degree Maotai he just drank seemed to have no impact at all, and his expression remained as usual.
The waiter next to him was also surprised that Zhao Yang had just drank a whole bottle of 53% Moutai in one go. When he heard Zhao Yang's words, he was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and he quickly said "Oh!"
After answering twice, he immediately opened the wine for Zhao Yang.
Taking the newly opened wine from the waiter's hand, Zhao Yang smiled and glanced at Zhang Bo, who had not yet recovered from the shock. He immediately raised the bottle and started to drink it with his neck raised...
Seeing this scene, even Mu Tianhe, who had been fighting for a long time, couldn't help but take a breath. In his heart, he admired Zhao Yang's drinking capacity, and no longer felt that what Zhao Yang said before was a boast.
I downed an entire bottle of 53-degree Moutai in one go, and then immediately drank the second bottle without changing my expression... This amount of alcohol is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people!
Seeing Zhao Yang immediately drink the second bottle of wine, the most surprised people were Zhang Shaofen and Zhang Bo's family. Everyone's eyes widened, and they looked incredulously at Zhao Yang who kept drinking wine without any reluctance.
Although they are 'well-informed', this is the first time they have seen Zhao Yang drinking so hard.
At this moment, neither Zhang Bo's parents nor Zhang Shaofen had the same confidence that Zhang Bo would win the drinking contest as they did at the beginning.
Originally, they thought that with Zhang Bo's drinking capacity, Zhao Yang would need to drink twice as much wine, and Zhang Bo would definitely win.
But now, seeing Zhao Yang drinking his second bottle of wine as easily as drinking boiled water, Zhang Bo's parents and Zhang Shaofen couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
Under everyone's incredible gaze, Zhao Yang drank almost every drop of the second bottle of 53-degree Moutai in a short while.
When they saw Zhao Yang tipping the bottle upside down to shake off the last few drops of wine, and then putting the bottle aside, Zhang Bo's parents and Zhang Shaofen couldn't help but take a breath, and their eyes were full of surprise.
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As for Mu Tianhe and Li Liqiong, after seeing Zhao Yang still looking calm after downing two bottles of wine, they were filled with only wonder!
"I've already drank two bottles of wine, now it's your turn!"
After putting down the bottle of wine, Zhao Yang glanced at the bottle of wine in front of Zhang Bo and said lightly.
In fact, Zhang Bo was starting to feel a little scared at this moment, but when he thought about it in front of so many people, especially Mu Qinglan and her parents, if he just gave in like this, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Got home?
What's more, he himself said just now that whoever loses is a coward! If he admits defeat now, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?
Thinking of this, Zhang Bo glanced at the contemptuous smile on Zhao Yang's face again, and his blood suddenly surged. He gritted his teeth and said, "Just drink! Humph, will I be afraid of you?"
After saying that, Zhang Bo picked up the bottle of wine he had just poured out and drank it with his head tilted back.
Zhang Bo's parents next to them looked at this scene and suddenly became worried, and their faces could not help but show a bit of nervousness and worry.
Especially when Zhang Bo's mother saw Zhang Bo's face gradually turning red and almost coughing out several times, she felt even more distressed and wanted to stand up and stop her son several times.
However, when she thought of what she had said to flatter Zhao Yang and her son's face, she forcibly resisted the urge several times.
However, the look in her eyes when she looked at Zhang Bo was full of distress and worry.
"Ahem..."
After a long while, Zhang Bo finally finished the bottle of wine. He couldn't help covering his mouth with the back of his hand and coughed a few times. Then he turned the bottle upside down like Zhao Yang did before, signaling that he had finished the wine.
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However, compared to Zhao Yang who still had a calm expression after drinking two bottles of wine, Zhang Bo's face was flushed at the moment, his body seemed a little shaky, and his eyes were red.
"I've finished drinking!" Zhang Bo said hoarsely. At this moment, he had completely lost the arrogance he had before.
Although he usually has a good drinking capacity, he can drink a bottle and a half of strong alcohol in a normal state. If he is in a good state, he can barely drink two bottles. But that is drinking slowly. Like now, it is a whole bottle.
How could he withstand it if he poured it down?
At this moment, both my throat and stomach were feeling extremely uncomfortable. My throat felt like it was on fire, and my stomach was churning and convulsing. Even my brain started to feel light-headed.
"Xiao Bo, how are you? Are you okay? Is it okay?" Zhang Bo's mother next to her immediately couldn't help but stood up and supported Zhang Bo, asking nervously.
"Mom, I'm fine! Isn't it just a bottle of wine? It's not a problem for me!" Zhang Bo said at this time, still trying to be strong.
Then he looked at Zhao Yang again. He didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or because he was really desperate. He actually dared to challenge Zhao Yang and said, "Now it's your turn! Didn't you say that drinking four or five bottles will be fine?"
? Now you drink!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yang just smiled faintly, glanced at him and said: "Four or five bottles? Haha, it's just a joke. I just hope that you won't be able to drink half of mine later. In your words, whoever loses is a coward.
.When the time comes, you will just slap yourself in the face!"
After saying that, Zhao Yang ignored Zhang Bo and glared at him with eyes that were red due to the effects of alcohol, and directly said to the waiter next to him: "Here, please open two more bottles of wine for me, thank you!"
"well!"
At this moment, the waiters next to me were stunned and thinking, is this guy still human? He had already downed two bottles of white wine in one go, which was a full 53-degree alcohol.
But this guy actually acted like he was fine, and now he even asked me to open two more bottles for him! Could it be that he really drank this 53% liquor as plain water?
Although he felt shocked and incredible, the waiter quickly opened two more bottles of wine for Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang casually took a bottle of wine and said to Zhang Bo while holding the bottle: "Go on now, keep an eye on it!"
After saying that, Zhao Yang immediately raised his head and continued to drink...
This time, everyone was really dumbfounded. Everyone saw that Zhao Yang had a normal look on his face and didn't look drunk at all. He started to drink the third bottle of wine without slowing down. They all took a breath and felt that they were in front of their eyes.
This scene is incredible!
I even doubt that Zhao Yang is not a human anymore. No matter how much alcohol he drinks, who can be like Zhao Yang, who can drink two bottles of 53% Maotai in one breath and continue drinking without pressure?
The third bottle?
"Awesome! Tsk tsk, this drinker can be called the God of Bacchus!"
At this time, even the guests at another table across the aisle could not help but admire this scene.
"With this amount of drinking, if you go into sales or work in a government agency, your future will definitely be bright!"
Another person couldn't help but sigh with a bit of ridicule.
Among the people present who saw this scene, the only one who could remain calm and composed was undoubtedly Mu Qinglan. She was very aware of Zhao Yang's situation, and knowing that this little drink would naturally not be a problem for Zhao Yang, so from beginning to end
She seemed very calm, sitting and watching Zhao Yang drinking happily. In her eyes, the provocative Zhang Bo was just looking for death!
He alone dares to compete with Zhao Yang for a drink? Humph, he simply doesn’t know how to live or die!
Mu Qinglan hummed arrogantly in her heart, and was even more dismissive of Zhang Bo. In her heart, Zhao Yang was simply omnipotent!
"Xu..."
After a moment, Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the wine bottle in his hand was empty again.
Putting down the bottle of wine, Zhao Yang glanced at Zhang Bo with a hint of joking. He didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, reached out and took the other bottle of wine that the waiter opened just now, and then
Without saying a word, he continued to pour...
"Xiao, Xiao Bo, I, I think it's better not to compete with him anymore, okay?" At this time, Zhang Bo's mother couldn't help but tremble when she spoke.
She was really frightened by Zhao Yang's drinking capacity. Seeing that Zhao Yang still didn't look drunk at all after drinking three bottles of wine, if her son continued to drink with him, he would definitely end up lying down in the hospital soon.
"Yeah, Xiaobo, isn't it just a drink? There are so many people in the world who drink a lot, and you can't win them all, right? Besides, being able to drink is nothing special.
Big deal."
Over there, Zhang Shaofen also started to find a way out for his nephew. The self-righteous attitude at the beginning that he thought he was trying to squeeze Zhao Yang was completely gone.
In fact, it was not only Zhang Bo's mother and Zhang Shaofen who were frightened by Zhao Yang's drinking capacity, but Zhang Bo himself was also frightened and dumbfounded.
Although he is now drinking heavily, he is not completely confused yet. He is very clear about his current situation. He can barely drink another third to half a bottle at most, and after drinking it, he will definitely have to drink it immediately.
Just flip here.
However, looking at Zhao Yang's situation, he felt no pressure at all to finish the fourth bottle of wine, and he could even continue drinking!
At this time, after hearing what his mother and aunt Zhang Shaofen said, Zhang Bo began to retreat in his heart. However, he still felt a little embarrassed to admit defeat, so he seemed a little hesitant.
While Zhang Bo was hesitating, Zhao Yang had finished the fourth bottle of wine in his hand. Wiping the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Yang put the bottle on the table, glanced at Zhang Bo, and turned around.
He turned his head and said to the waiter next to him: "Waiter, help open another bottle of wine for this gentleman!"
After finishing speaking, Zhao Yang turned his attention to Zhang Bo again, folded his hands on his chest, and said calmly: "I have finished the two bottles of wine. This bottle is yours now, drink it!"
While Zhao Yang was talking, the waiter handed a newly opened bottle of wine to Zhang Bo... (To be continued.)
