"Hey, Meiling, why are you so blind? Don't you see that the old man is drinking to the fullest?

It's rare for the old man to be happy, can't you let him be happy?" Hou Yaoting said.

"The master is right, I'm happy today, old man! This wine, I really need to drink a little more!"

As he spoke, Lu Yifan took the Moutai liquor in the waiter's hand, turned around, glanced at it, and couldn't help sneering: "Yo, 60-degree high-concentration Moutai!"

Xiaohou, you are so good to the old man!"

"What? 60-degree liquor? If you drink this, you won't burn your stomach? Old man, listen to my advice, let's not drink it, okay?

The three of them are just looking for trouble!" Lu Meiling was anxious.

If you drink this wine, don't say that you are an eighty-three-year-old man, even a twenty-three young man can be poisoned by drinking alcohol raw times!

60 degrees of high-strength liquor, is that what people drink?

Picking up a bottle of liquor, Lu Yifan's fingers flicked lightly.

Bang!

The first half of the wine was actually played alive by Lu Yifan!

"Xiaohou, I know that a few of you have opinions about me.

But today I will give you face and drink your wine, and you are not allowed to drag Lao Tzu back at work in the future, okay?" Lu Yifan said lightly, but the majestic momentum on his body had already been overwhelmed!

Feeling the momentum of Lu Yifan's body like a god descending into the world, Hou Yaoting felt as if he was pressing a mountain on his body!

His forehead was sweating!

"Old man...... I'll tell you directly, as long as you drink our brothers with this wine today, we will follow you and work hard for you!" Hou Yaoting said under pressure.

The corners of Lu Yifan's mouth curled slightly, nodded slightly, raised the bottle of 60-degree Moutai wine in his hand and said: "I have two bottles, how about one bottle for you?

it!

Why do you still drink liquor by the bottle?

When the waiters around heard this, they were shocked that goosebumps bubbled out layer after layer!

"Okay, old man, you have the final say today!" Hou Yaoting naturally readily agreed.

He also sneered secretly in his heart, you have to drink a piece of beer that is white, and you can't drink it to death!

But I saw Lu Yifan raise his hand domineeringly, holding the bottle of Maotai, and "pause~~~~" to his mouth!

It's like a thirsty person drinking plain water!

This bottle of one-pound high-concentration Moutai was swallowed into his stomach by Lu Yifan in a few bites!

After drinking, he didn't stop at all!

Flick your fingers again!

Another bottle of Moutai has opened again!

Papu, paus, papu, paverick, paverick ~~~~~

Another bottle of Moutai is down!

"Good!"

"That's amazing, old man!"

"Damn, awesome!"

"Oh my God! two catties of 60-degree Moutai were drunk in less than two minutes!"

The four waiters couldn't help but applaud, and even applauded!

This 60-degree Moutai Hou Yaoting can drink a catty at most, that is, a bottle.

Seeing that Lu Yifan drank so violently, Hou Yaoting only felt that layers of goose feather sweat appeared on his back!

Your sister's!

It's horrible!

Is this still human?

I drank dozens of bottles of beer, and the 60-degree liquor was not red, and my heart was not beating, and I could blow two catties on the bottle!

Demons, there is wood!

Non-humans, there are woods!

However, Lu Yifan had no intention of stopping at all.

As a monk of the Shidan period, Lu Yifan is already completely immune to this kind of wine made from ordinary grains!

While drinking, he only needs to use his power to evaporate the water from the pores, so he can drink as much as he wants!

Don't say that these three people came to drink with him.

Even if thirty or three hundred people drank with him, he would not be afraid at all!

Ton, ton, ton~~~~

A bottle of ......

Three bottles of ......

Five bottles of ......

Ten bottles of !!

After drinking ten bottles of 60-degree Moutai, Lu Yifan smiled lightly and said, "Well, it seems that I am full after drinking five points." ”

I'm Nyima!

Fuck you, uncle!!

After drinking ten bottles of high-strength Moutai liquor, plus dozens of bottles of chilled draft beer, how full are you?!

I'll drink your brother-in-law!

Hou Yaoting is about to cry now!

Especially when he saw Lu Yifan help him open bottles of Moutai wine and respectfully bring it to him, his mouth trembled.

Lu Yifan smiled slightly, and said with his palm to the five bottles of Moutai: "Come on, Xiaohou, I have two bottles, you have one bottle, the old man is very fair, right?"

"Gong ...... Fair ......"

Hou Yaoting said with a wry smile.

I took a bottle of Moutai and took a sip.

A spicy, choking and stomach-burning feeling filled Hou Yaoting's brain.

With just one bite, Hou Yaoting felt that he was starting to have gold stars in his eyes!

"This special 60-degree Moutai is about the same concentration as industrial alcohol, will I burn my stomach if I drink a bottle here?"

"Hey, I said, Hou Zhuce, why don't you drink it? When you persuaded the old man to drink it just now, you didn't have this attitude!" Lu Meiling couldn't help but sneer.

"I ......"

Hou Yaoting is hard to speak!

I dug such a big hole by myself, how can I fill it!

"Or ...... Wen Bin, will you have a drink with me?" Hou Yaoting turned his head and asked Zhang Wenbin for help.

However, Zhang Wenbin seemed to be deeply shocked by the scene in the toilet, and the whole person was a little stunned.

"Humph!"

Lu Yifan snorted coldly, "I drank ten bottles, and you can't drink one bottle, don't you look down on the old man?"

"No, old man...... I didn't mean that......"

"What do you mean?

I am eighty-three years old this year, and I have drunk dozens of bottles of beer with you, and I have drunk ten bottles of high-strength liquor at 60 degrees.

When it's over, you'll just lick it!

Who do you look down on?

Teasing the old man, don't you?

Give me a drink!"

After that, Lu Yifan picked up a bottle of liquor and poured it into Hou Yaoting's mouth.

After a spicy and high-concentration liquor, Hou Yaoting felt like he was in the furnace!

The stomach and throat are about to melt, and the stimulated Hou Yaoting wants to vomit!

After struggling a few times, Hou Yaoting really couldn't hold it anymore and couldn't drink it anymore......

"Vomit ~~~~~"

didn't finish a bottle, Hou Yaoting's mouth and nostrils began to spit out the food he had just eaten!

After Hou Yaoting vomited, he looked at Lu Yifan pitifully.

That look is like a puppy!

That means, you see I'm throwing up, so don't drink me anymore!

Lu Yifan cocked Erlang's legs, looked down at Hou Yaoting with cold eyes, and said lightly: "Are you done vomiting?" go to the toilet to clean up, there are still four bottles here, let's take it!"

Keep drinking!

One word at a time, like three thunderbolts exploded in Hou Yaoting's heart, frightening his legs all of a sudden.

Plopping on his knees all of a sudden, holding Lu Yifan's legs, Hou Yaoting cried, howled!