Judging from Han Sanqian's current physique, alcohol will not cause any erosion to his body at all, and as long as Han Sanqian is willing, the alcohol will be evaporated directly the moment it enters his body, so with Han Sanqian
Comparing the strength of alcohol is just asking for death. He can drink the strong liquor as ordinary water.
There are a total of thirty cups in the Road to Hell. When Han Sanqian drank the fifteenth cup, he had only drank five cups, and he was already looking troubled. It was already very difficult to swallow.
But Han Sanqian's movements still showed no lag. After drinking one cup, he would immediately pick up the second cup.
When Yao Hanxing saw this situation, he swallowed unconsciously. He had to admit that he underestimated Han Sanqian and thought that by getting Han Sanqian drunk in the box, he could get rid of Han Sanqian and do whatever he wanted tonight.
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Looking at it now, who can drink better than him? This is already a Dionysus-level figure.
"I...I can't do it anymore." When the man drank the eighth cup, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and it was like a fire was burning in his stomach.
"I surrender."
Han Sanqian smiled faintly. Since the other party had admitted defeat, he could actually end it.
But he did not stop, but drank all thirty glasses of wine without leaving a drop.
This left others stunned.
The most important thing is that Han Sanqian, who drank the whole set of Road to Hell, was not drunk at all, as if nothing had happened.
"It's amazing."
"Little brother, your drinking capacity is really terrifying. I'm afraid there won't be anyone in Yanjing who can drink better than you."
"Little brother, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. My sister really looked down on you just now."
Han Sanqian said: "Since you know you can't drink me, don't make trouble for me."
After finishing speaking, Han Sanqian sat back in his seat in the corner.
Although it was a very inconspicuous place, at this moment, it became the most eye-catching place in the entire box. Almost everyone was looking at Han Sanqian with their peripheral vision.
Several of the women, in particular, were extremely curious about Han Sanqian. For such a little kid to have such an astonishing capacity for drinking, people couldn't help but be curious.
Yao Hanxing shook his head helplessly. He couldn't get Han Sanqian drunk, so how could he get rid of him?
After holding back at home for several days, today he finally returned to the days of hugging each other. He didn't want the good time tonight to be ruined by Han Sanqian.
By the second half, many people were already dizzy from drinking. As for the man who had just been drinking with Han Sanqian, he had already fallen asleep.
As it approached one o'clock in the morning, people began to leave one after another, and the men took the women with them. This is the seamless connection between nightclub culture and hotel culture.
"I'm going to the toilet." Yao Hanxing suddenly stood up and said.
As soon as Han Sanqian stood up and prepared to join Yao Hanxing, a woman stood in front of Han Sanqian.
He put his arms around Han Sanqian's neck and said with a bored look: "Little brother, what do you think of my sister? Why don't you let me take you to experience the world of adult men tonight?"
Han Sanqian tried to push her away impatiently, but she clasped her hands around Han Sanqian and refused to let go.
"Don't you like my sister? Is it because I'm not pretty enough or I'm not big enough?" The woman deliberately adjusted her neckline.
Han Sanqian didn't look sideways and said in a cold voice: "Get out of the way, I'm not interested in you."
Hearing this, a trace of disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes, but she did not give up directly. She lay on Han Sanqian's shoulder and breathed into her ear and said softly: "Little brother, sister is very good at serving others.
Why don’t you give it a try?”
Frowning, Han Sanqian pushed her away, thinking that when a stunning beauty like Qi Yiyun threw herself into his arms, Han Sanqian could stay calm, so how could he be tempted by such a beautiful woman.
Han Sanqian hurriedly walked out of the box and cursed secretly.
Yao Hanxing excused himself to go to the bathroom, because he might have escaped alone. This guy really didn't know how to write the word "death". In this case, without his protection, his life was hanging by a thread.
I jogged all the way to the door of the nightclub.
Han Sanqian asked the parking boy: "Where is Yao Hanxing?"
Yao Hanxing is a frequent visitor here, so the parking boy naturally knows him and said, "He's gone."
Han Sanqian took a deep breath. Such an idiot really wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin. No wonder he died last time because he didn't pay attention to the threat this incident brought to him.
It was already late at night in Yanjing, and it was not an easy task to find Yao Hanxing.
Moreover, Han Sanqian had a hunch that after Yao Hanxing left the nightclub, those who were secretly monitoring him must have followed him, and something would happen before long.
The other party came with the intention of killing him, so there was not much time left for Han Sanqian.
If Yao Hanxing cannot be found as soon as possible, I'm afraid he will become a corpse.
Han Sanqian walked into an alley. When his eyes turned white, Han Sanqian's consciousness had enveloped all nearby areas, and nothing that happened could escape his eyes.
At this time, Yao Hanxing had rear-ended a Jinbei car.
Just when the young master got out of the car with a dissatisfied look on his face and was about to argue with the owner of the car in front of him, several burly men suddenly rushed out of the Jinbei car, which made Yao Han's drunken state suddenly stop.
Yao Hanxing wanted to escape immediately, but before he could get back to the car, someone grabbed him by the collar.
"You...what do you want to do!" Yao Hanxing asked in horror.
"Follow us honestly, or I'll beat you to death." A certain big man threatened Yao Hanxing.
Yao Hanxing was full of intelligence. It was too late to regret at this time, and the little luck left in his heart disappeared in an instant.
Obediently getting into the Jinbei car, Yao Hanxing shivered unconsciously.
Because he saw a familiar face in the passenger seat, and this was the person he offended.
The Jinbei car drove directly towards the suburbs and drove into an abandoned glass factory.
When Yao Hanxing was dragged out of the car and saw his opponent walking towards him with a baseball bat in his hand and a ferocious look on his face, he began to regret not listening to Han Sanqian's words.
If he had any regrets, Yao Hanxing would never choose to leave Han Sanqian again.
"Brother Yang, I didn't... I didn't expect you to come to Yanjing." Yao Hanxing said tremblingly.
The man named Brother Yang smiled coldly, walked up to Yao Hanxing, and hit Yao Hanxing directly on the thigh with his stick.
The severe pain made Yao Hanxing scream in pain.
"Yao Hanxing, you run really damn fast, but do you think running away is enough?" Brother Yang said.
