Chapter 137 Who has never died in life since ancient times
"Hey, why are you doing this..." Tang Hao sighed, and he quickly went up to support the swaying Li Yuntao.
Li Yuntao's face was red at this time, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of liquor. He smiled stupidly and wiped the traces of wine from his mouth with his sleeves. The value of the clothes he was wearing definitely exceeded five figures. Now he was wearing it.
Used as a rag, everyone looked at it and was stunned.
"Sit down, let me see, why don't I take you to the hospital?" Tang Hao pulled a chair and slowly let Li Yuntao sit down. He looked at Li Yuntao with concern and said.
After all, Li Yuntao also stood up for himself. Tang Hao felt a little touched in his heart at this time. It seemed that Li Yuntao regarded himself as his idol and was not just talking about it.
And if he blew down such a large bottle of liquor, his stomach would probably be almost completely filled with alcohol. How could an ordinary person be suffering from alcohol poisoning?
So Tang Hao immediately thought of taking Li Yuntao to the hospital. Drinking so much liquor was no joke.
"Hey, great... great god, don't worry, even though your head is a little dizzy, you can still handle it!" Li Yuntao leaned back and half-slumped on the back of the high-end dining chair, he said to Tang Hao.
Tang Hao's heart was lifted, and he tried to look at Li Yuntao. He saw that although Li Yuntao was tongue-tied, his eyes were blurred, and his face was extremely flushed, he seemed to be conscious.
"Well!"
Tang Hao seemed to be shocked at once. Li Yuntao could still speak after blowing such a large bottle of Maotai in one breath?
You know, that is a large bottle of liquor with an alcohol content of 56 degrees!
Tang Hao also liked drinking before. Although he has a great capacity for drinking, I am afraid that if he were asked to drink like this, he would not dare to try it either.
But according to Tang Hao's understanding, Li Yuntao was just an ordinary person, and now that he was drinking like this, his consciousness was still clear, which really surprised Tang Hao.
Have you ever heard of someone blowing a bottle using a large bottle of white wine?
So Tang Hao still didn't believe it, and he tried to ask: "Are you really okay?"
"It's really no big deal." Li Yuntao blinked at Tang Hao and joked in a low voice: "Of course, Master, we have almost reached the limit now. If you want me to blow another bottle, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you."
Tang Hao looked at Li Yuntao in surprise, forgetting to say anything. Is this Young Master Li's drinking capacity really that good?
Li Yuntao sat for a while and seemed to have regained some consciousness. He burped, pointed at Ma San and said jokingly: "Why, I've finished drinking, and you haven't drunk yet?"
At this time, Ma San had a bitter smile on his face, and the expression on his face was uglier than crying. How could he have imagined that Li Yuntao actually blew down a large bottle of liquor when he said he wanted to drink?
But now Li Yuntao finished his drink first, and he, who had spoken so loudly before, hadn't yet drank. What should he do?
"Drink! Grass, Ma San, do you have any more seeds?"
"Young Master Li has finished drinking. If you don't drink, you won't give me face!"
"It's you who said the words, and you're the one who farted. Could it be that now that I'm really going to drink, I want to regret it?"
As soon as everyone saw Ma San's embarrassed look, many people made expressions of indignation and started cheering.
You must know that just now they were all envious, jealous and resentful towards Ma San. They felt very resentful towards Ma San, thinking that he had snatched away a great opportunity for them and others to have a drink with Young Master Li.
But now when they saw that Mr. Li actually wanted to blow a bottle with him, or a large bottle of 56-degree Moutai, they immediately gloated and laughed in their hearts. How could they not add insult to injury to Ma San?
Li Yuntao saw that Ma San was still hesitating. He sneered, raised his eyebrows, and said rudely: "Can you drink it? If you can't drink it, get out. Don't brag and compete in the future. It's best not to show up in front of the young master again."
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Ma San had a troubled expression on his face and looked around. At this time, he felt extremely complicated: "With such a big bottle of Maotai, even though I have a good capacity for drinking, I'm afraid it will be too choked to drink, and at the very least I will have to be sent to the hospital.
But this was what Young Master Li asked me to drink, and he also blew a bottle of wine down first. If I didn’t drink it, Young Master Li would definitely look down on me from now on. What’s more, there are so many people watching, I’m afraid I won’t drink it in the future.
It’s difficult to raise your head in the circle..."
Suddenly, Ma San seemed to have made up his mind. His eyes suddenly flashed with a stern look, and he shouted loudly: "Just drink, who is afraid of whom?!"
Everyone was startled when they heard the sound and looked up at Ma San.
Only the veins on Ma San's head were exposed. He picked up the Moutai bottle that had been opened by Li Yuntao, raised his neck, and with a surging momentum of "no one has ever died in life since ancient times", he aimed at his big mouth,
He poured it down in a "gurgling" manner!
"Ahem..."
Not long after he started blowing, Ma San seemed to be unable to bear the spiciness of the white wine and couldn't help but take the bottle away from his mouth. He narrowed his eyes tightly, looked uncomfortable, frowned and coughed.
Haha, let’s just say how could Ma San be able to blow the bottle? The originally nervous people’s brows relaxed, their expressions were relaxed, and they were organizing their words in their hearts, thinking of how to mock Ma San.
But before everyone could laugh, Ma San's eyes widened again, his scalp hardened, and he picked up the wine bottle and continued to blow.
But this time, Ma San didn't take the bottle away until he finished drinking the wine in the bottle!
In any case, although Ma San paused once in the middle, he still finished the bottle of Maotai with a temperature of 56 degrees.
The scene was as silent as death, and everyone didn't dare to express their anger, staring at everything in front of them in stunned silence.
After Mr. Li blew out a large bottle of Maotai with a certain height in one breath, another person actually blew the bottle?
To say that Young Master Li drank such a large bottle of Moutai by himself, everyone was shocked, but they could barely accept it. Maybe Young Master Li had an amazing capacity for drinking and was originally a master of wine?
But now Ma San followed suit and blew down the Moutai. Everyone was a little dumbfounded and even wondered if they were dreaming.
You know, if it were any other one of them, they wouldn't dare to brag like this?!
This is not drinking at all, this is fighting against life. (To be continued)