Lin Chen said: "Yes. What is the strongest wine here?"
The bartender solemnly said: "The strongest wine we have here is made by Sister Yezi. It's called 'Moment of Death'. The alcohol content is about 97 degrees. I can also make it, but I suggest you not to use this kind of wine."
Try it, otherwise, if you accidentally drink too much, you will really die.
97 degrees is almost close to pure alcohol. Even a seasoned alcoholic can only drink one or two glasses at most. If you compare this wine with the atmosphere and drink a few more glasses, it is true.
Maybe he died of alcohol poisoning!
"It's okay, that's it. 'The Moment of Death', although the name is simple, I am looking forward to it. Can it really make people experience death? Lin Chen said with a smile.
The bartender smiled bitterly. This wine is not something that can be expected. If you are not careful, it can really kill you. However, seeing Lin Chen insisting and Zhang Pengqiang watching eagerly from the side, he stopped saying more and started mixing.
rise; the moment of death.
Seeing Lin Chen about to drink; at the moment of death, the Dionysian's expression changed. He had naturally drank this wine before, and he only drank 3 cups at most. Even if it was only 3 cups, it was the highest record of the Night Dynasty.
This guy actually wanted to drink it after hearing it was 97 degrees. Could it be that he is really a master?
Humph! Even if you are a master, I will drink you to death tonight. I have seen many masters in drinking, and I will drink you to death in the end!
The God of Bacchus sneered in his heart, thinking that no matter how good Lin Chen was at drinking, drinking two drinks would still be enough for him.
He can drink two drinks; at the moment of death, he is already a top master at the wine table.
Soon, the bartender prepared two drinks; at the moment of death, they were placed on the bar.
Lin Chen looked at the wine on the bar and was a little surprised.
This wine is scarlet, like thick blood, and the blood is boiling and rolling, making people feel a sense of fear when looking at it, and it has a violent and bloodthirsty beauty.
Soon, the blood stopped rolling and turned into a dark red rose, floating in the scarlet wine, as if withering in the blood, with a kind of bloody romance, but also a kind of sadness and loneliness.
"What, you don't dare to drink anymore?" The God of Bacchus saw Lin Chen looking at him and said nothing at the moment of death, and sneered disdainfully.
After saying that, the Dionysus picked up the cup in front of him, took a sip, took a breath, took another sip to take a breath, and repeated this cycle three times, until one cup of "Death" was finished.
The Dionysian's face was already a little red, but his face was full of pride, and he obviously still had a lot of energy left to drink again.
Zhang Pengqiang also gave him a thumbs up with satisfaction.
The others applauded, and these people naturally knew that the wine at the moment of death was not enough for them to drink like the god of wine, even one sip would be enough to choke them.
Someone once tried it, but ended up bleeding from the stomach after taking one sip. This thing is really not something that ordinary people can drink, so when they saw the Dionysian drinking a glass so quickly, they were all impressed and thought that the Dionysus is indeed the best.
The god of wine is worthy of this title.
Lin Chen ignored him, but praised: "I didn't expect this wine to be so interesting. I feel that the person who made this wine is a sad person. This wine also has some sadness and helplessness, just like the roses in this wine.
No matter how beautiful it is, it can only float in the blood and slowly wither.
After saying that, Lin Chen directly picked up the wine glass and drank it as if drinking boiled water.
Lin Chen only felt that this wine was like a knife, slashing hard from the mouth to the throat to the intestines and the stomach. The mouth was filled with the smell of blood, and there was a hint of sweetness and sweetness in the smell of blood, as if he was in a desperate situation.
A glimmer of hope.
Lin Chen felt that his brain was getting dizzy soon, but he smiled and the spiritual energy in his body began to circulate, and the dizziness caused by alcohol soon disappeared.
This is obviously equivalent to cheating. No matter how powerful this Dionysus is, he is just an ordinary person. How can he win against him!
"Good wine, it is indeed worthy of the name 'Moment of Death'. This is basically a knife that penetrates the throat and intestines and minces a person's internal organs. I really want to meet the person who made this wine. Lin Chen
After complimenting him, his expression did not change at all.
It was so quiet, as if the pause button had been pressed on the screen, no one made any sound!
Someone was the first to react and shouted to the bartender: "Did you give him the wrong drink? What you gave him wasn't beer, was it? He didn't look like he was drinking 'moment of death' to taste death. He was simply drinking
It looks like boiled water!
The bartender also looked at Lin Chen in surprise, but still glared at the questioning person: "I didn't serve the wrong drink. It was definitely the 'moment of death'. Didn't you see the look of the drink just now?"
;You...you...
The God of Bacchus was stunned and couldn't say a complete sentence. He had never seen anyone drinking like this. At the moment of death, even he had to stop and take a few breaths before he could finish a drink.
Master! This guy is definitely a real master! Dionysian became a little panicked.
Lin Chen said to the bartender: "Keep going to the bar, don't be in a daze."
;Okay, right away. The bartender nodded immediately.
The God of Bacchus glanced at Zhang Pengqiang, who looked ugly, gritted his teeth, and ignored it. He was going to win this fight tonight no matter what!
He quietly took out a white substance from his pocket. This was medicine he got from the United States. Taking this medicine would roughly double his alcohol capacity.
This medicine can temporarily increase the amount of alcohol consumed and improve the body's immunity to alcohol. However, after the effect of the medicine wears off, the side effects become troublesome. Gastric lavage is indispensable, and you have to lie in bed for a week.
Dionysus gritted his teeth, no matter what, he must win tonight, otherwise Brother Qiang will definitely destroy himself!
Bacchus directly threw the medicine into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it. He looked at Lin Chen with a sneer on his face.
You can drink, right? I will drink you to death tonight!
Lin Chen saw the Dionysus swallowing the medicine, but ignored it. He was just a clown. No matter how powerful the medicine was, it could be more powerful than the spiritual energy in his body.
Soon, the bartender served two more glasses; at the moment of death, this time the Dionysian, like Lin Chen, drank the glass in one go without any pause.
"Well done!" Zhang Pengqiang couldn't help but praise.
The God of Wine also smiled proudly, but when he saw that Lin Chen still had an expression on his face, he felt a little nervous.
The bartender served drinks again.
The third cup!
The fourth cup!
The fifth cup!
The sixth cup!
…
Everyone was already stunned.
The previous record was three drinks set by the God of Dionysus, but now he has drunk the sixth glass!
Tonight's fight, no matter who wins or loses, has opened their eyes and will create a new night drinking fight legend!
And the person who wins tonight is the new Bacchus!
After finishing the sixth glass, Dionysus' face had turned from red to blue, his eyes were blurred, and his steps were unsteady.
The bartender has brought the seventh glass!
"Can't drink, I can't drink. If I drink anymore, I will die when the effect of the medicine wears off. I won't drink anymore. I won't drink anymore. I have to go to the hospital for gastric lavage. I won't drink anymore. I give in!"
I couldn't help but scream out.
Zhang Pengqiang's face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily: "You bastard, you loser, don't you usually say that you won't get drunk after a thousand cups, but now you are so useless! Give me a drink, if you don't beat this kid, I will kill you!"
The God of Dionysus said with a sad face: "Brother Qiang, I can't drink anymore. If I drink any more... if I drink any more, I will die!"
;I let you drink!
After Zhang Pengqiang finished speaking, he stood up with a roar, grabbed Dionysian's head with one hand, and took the drink from the bar with the other. At the moment of death, he poured it into Dionysian's mouth.
"Ahem... I won't drink anymore... Ahem..." Dionysus said in a panic.
No matter how hard he struggled, one cup had already been drank by Brother Qiang at the moment of death.
Brother Qiang let go of his hand, and the Dionysus fell directly to the ground. He rolled his eyes and fainted, foaming at the mouth, and even a sudden burst of liquid from his crotch, causing him to urinate incontinently. This is a symptom of alcohol poisoning!
Lin Chen didn't take it seriously, he laughed, picked up the wine on the bar, and drank it in one gulp. After drinking, his face remained calm and calm.
"I won." Lin Chen said with a smile.
Then, his face turned cold: "Now, all of you, kneel down and kowtow and call me grandpa!"