What Lin Ziman meant was that he was not as good as Zhang Cheng. How could Qin Fanyun be convinced that even that country bumpkin with no father and mother wanted to compare with me?
Looking at Lin Ziman's bumpy body, Qin Fanyun felt a desire in his heart. You forced me to do this. I can enjoy it before you die.
"Well, since you like Ziman, I'll drink with you."
Qin Fanyun smiled and said, "When you get drunk, you won't be at my mercy."
"Come on then, let's have a bottle first."
With a bang, Lin Ziman placed a bottle of Moutai heavily in front of Qin Fanyun.
"What is this for?"
Qin Fanyun was startled.
"Of course I drank."
"Don't you have to use a wine glass to drink?"
"It's a man. If you can use a wine glass to drink, that's what women use." Lin Ziman patted her chest, "I always drink from a bottle. Come on, let's drink this bottle.
"
One bottle!
Qin Fanyun's eyes widened. This was a bottle of Moutai, not a bottle of beer.
Gulu!
She must have made it up!
However, Lin Ziman proved that what she said was true. She bit open the bottle cap with her hands, um, no, with her teeth. Then she picked up a bottle of Maotai and drank it as if drinking mineral water.
Go down.
After finishing, Lin Ziman wiped her mouth roughly with her sleeve and said, "You see, this is how men should drink. Zhang Cheng and I drink like this every time."
"Ziman, haha, you... are so fierce."
Not to mention how wonderful the expression on Qin Fanyun's face was. He held it in for a long time before he said a word.
"Zi Man is not usually like this. She drank at noon today." Shi Xuemei defended her best friend, but even she didn't believe this reason.
"It's okay, it's okay. Ziman is right. If you are a man, you should hold the bottle and drink like this."
Qin Fanyun forced a smile.
"Then drink it. Don't let me look down on you. Zhang Cheng can drink a bottle in one sitting." Lin Ziman said, opening the bottle cap in front of Qin Fanyun with her hand.
Qin Fanyun visibly swallowed, such a big bottle!
It's not that he doesn't know how to drink liquor, on the contrary, he has a good capacity for drinking. However, he has never drank like this before. This is not drinking, but opening the tap and pouring it in.
"Why don't you drink? It's not because you're afraid. You're really worthless. As expected, only men like Zhang Cheng are real men. I won't like a woman like you, so give up."
Lin Ziman had an unhappy expression on her face.
"Of course not. As long as you like Ziman, I won't be afraid of how much you drink."
Qin Fanyun gritted his teeth, picked up the bottle, raised his head, and poured it into his mouth.
Gulu! Gulu!
"Okay, this is the real man." Lin Ziman praised, then picked up a box of Maotai and placed it in front of Qin Fanyun.
"These are all yours. You said you won't be afraid no matter how much you drink."
Upon hearing this, Qin Fanyun almost choked.
"Ziman, liquor is not beer. How can anyone drink so much liquor?"
Bloodthirsty Rice said.
"Yes, Ziman, that's impossible." Qin Fanyun said with a smile.
"If you are Zhang Cheng, you can definitely do it. I think you are afraid. You are afraid just after drinking. You are not even as good as me. A woman like you is not qualified to be my man." Lin Ziman said again.
Describe Qin Fanyun as a woman.
Qin Fanyun was secretly annoyed and said: "I can't drink so much wine, but Ziman you can't be better than me."
He spoke cleverly and caught the flaw in Lin Ziman's words.
"Well, let's compete. If you win, then I'll give you a chance."
Lin Ziman was not convinced.
"Okay, let's do it."
Qin Fanyun showed a scheming smile. This was what he was waiting for. If you, a woman, want to compete with me in drinking capacity, you are seeking death. My drinking capacity can even drink the fourth child of Calabash Baby.
However, more than ten minutes later, Qin Fanyun regretted it.
He drank a bottle of Maotai, his face turned blue and he couldn't drink any more.
Lin Ziman drank a bottle of Maotai, but her face only turned red. It was obvious that she could continue drinking.
"It's impossible for this woman to be so good at drinking." Qin Fanyun was secretly surprised, and aroused in his heart that he refused to admit defeat. I will not lose to a woman.
"Come on, continue."
Lin Ziman brought another bottle of liquor.
"You have a good capacity for drinking, but Ziman, you can't be my match. I can still drink two bottles!"
Qin Fanyun pretended as if nothing had happened and wanted to defeat the opponent from his momentum.
"So one bottle is not enough, so let's do these two bottles. If two bottles are not enough, let's get three bottles." Lin Ziman directly lifted two bottles of Moutai and opened the bottle caps for Qin Fanyun, and said excitedly.
Qin Fanyun secretly swallowed his saliva and could only bite the bullet and continue to drink Maotai while holding the bottle. Growing up, Qin Fanyun drank a lot of Maotai, but this was the first time he drank in such a life-threatening way.
He felt sick in his stomach, it was because he had drank too much.
"Ziman, I can't do it anymore."
Qin Fanyun couldn't drink anymore and felt dizzy.
"It won't work at this point. I just had a good time. Give me a drink and keep drinking. If you don't drink, you won't be able to leave today."
At this time, Lin Ziman's brutal character was revealed. She grabbed Qin Fanyun and forced a bottle of Maotai into his mouth.
Gulu gulu!
"No!"
Qin Fanyun really couldn't drink anymore and felt as if his body was going to explode. He struggled hard, but found that Lin Ziman was very strong and he was no match for Lin Ziman.
Also, at the beginning, Zhang Cheng had evaluated that Lin Ziman was significantly stronger than ordinary men. Qin Fanyun did not practice martial arts, he was just an ordinary person who was pampered, so he was no match for her.
As a result, Lin Ziman had no choice but to force her to drink. She drank and drank until she almost weighed two kilograms.
Qin Fanyun felt uncomfortable and his face was full of pain.
Help!
I'm going to die!
hateful!
He regretted it. If he could, he would not choose to do this. Even if Lin Ziman died, he would not be able to live. Moreover, he drank to death. If this matter spreads, he will definitely become a joke and die with his eyes open.
"Ziman, don't be like this, he can't drink anymore."
Seeing this, Shi Xuemei anxiously advised.
"Get out of the way. He said he's not afraid of how much he drinks. I let him drink. He dares to compete with me on drinking. He's really overestimating his abilities." Lin Ziman obviously drank too much, laughed loudly, and grabbed Qin Fanyun to drink it crazily.
liquor.
"Ziman, no."
"Please, Gulu Gulu, I can't do it anymore."
Qin Fanyun drank with tears streaming down his face. The hot liquor forced its way through his throat, as if it were boiling water, making him suffocating.
"Ziman, you will kill him. Let him go quickly!"
Seeing Qin Fanyun's eyes turning white, Shi Xuemei said anxiously.
"If you dare to compete with me, see if I don't teach you a lesson. Give me a drink, give me a drink."