After Fei Shanhai drank a glass of white wine, his eyes began to see double images, and his head felt as if someone had punched him hard, feeling dizzy and swollen.
Fei Xuebin didn't dare to cheat his father, so he could only wait for Fei Shanhai to finish one glass, and then quickly drink up the rest of the liquor in his own glass.
At this time, Ye Chen's stopwatch had not reached one minute.
Seeing the father and son panting like dogs, and their faces turning red, Ye Chen smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "Come on, have a second drink, please fill up the bottle, Mr. Fei!"
Fei Xuebin's legs were already wobbling a little, but when faced with Ye Chen's instructions, he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to pick up the wine glass tremblingly and poured two more glasses for himself and his father.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen looked at the stopwatch again and said: "We still follow the old rules and give you one minute to drink your own glass of wine. If anyone exceeds the time limit, then we will reward you with another glass."
Fei Shanhai lamented: "Young hero... if you drink like this, you will really die..."
Ye Chen waved his hand: "Don't worry, you won't die. If you really die, just come to me."
"This..." Fei Shanhai was about to cry but had no tears, and thought to himself: "I am already dead, how can I come to you then?"
Ye Chen said casually at this time: "To be honest, you two, father and son, should really find a place to have some fun. I just let you two drink some wine. A father and son offended me before and have been transformed into
There was also a father and son who offended me. I had someone use a knife to carve the word "poor and poor" on his son's forehead, and the four words "father of poor and poor" on his father's head to compete with them.
Get up, you have no idea how lucky you are."
Saying that, Ye Chen added: "If you are interested, I can call my man who is good at human body calligraphy and ask him to leave a calligraphy for you."
Fei Shanhai trembled in fright at Ye Chen's words, while Fei Xuebin felt an explosion of pain in his forehead when he thought of someone having his forehead carved.
When he was nervous, he couldn't help but look at his father Fei Shanhai and whispered: "Dad! I've already finished one cup. Grit your teeth and drink the remaining two cups and you'll be fine..."
Ye Chen stretched out a finger and shook it, and said seriously: "Master Fei, you have three glasses left!"
Fei Xuebin nodded quickly and said: "Yes, yes... Mr. Ye said... I have three cups left..."
At this time, Fei Shanhai could feel the alcohol coming to his head quickly. He rubbed his temples vigorously and said with all his might, "Okay...I'll drink!"
After saying that, he picked up the wine glass, hesitated for three seconds, and poured it into his stomach in large gulps.
Fei Xuebin did not dare to delay and quickly drank the second cup.
By the time Fei Shanhai finished his second glass of wine, he had lost control of his body. He sat down on a chair, feeling a splitting headache and unable to raise his eyelids at all.
Immediately afterwards, I heard him murmuring: "Young... Young Hero... I... I... I can't do it anymore..."
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As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly fainted.
Ye Chen used his spiritual energy to check and found that the old man was indeed unconscious, so he said to Zhang Chuan who was kneeling aside: "Come here, come over and pour the third cup for him."
How dare Zhang Chuan disobey, he quickly stood up, walked up to Fei Shanhai, filled a glass of wine with a trembling voice, opened Fei Shanhai's teeth, and carefully poured the white wine into Fei Shanhai's mouth.
Fei Shanhai was unconscious at this time and was at the mercy of Zhang Chuan, so after choking several times, he swallowed the third glass of wine.
At this time, Ye Chen looked at Fei Xuebin, who was full of fear, and said, "Master Fei, do you think you should do it yourself, or should I ask him to do it for you?"