Seeing Zhang Feng stand up, the thugs pressed him on the shoulder.

However, a force was released from Zhang Feng's body, and his palm was directly shaken off.

"The kung fu is good, it seems that this bodyguard is worth it!"

This guy said with a smile at Han Duo'er, who looked panicked.

The group followed the group to one of the largest private entertainment clubs in the city, the Imperial Club.

The door was heavily guarded, and a row of bodyguards in black suits and walkie-talkies stood in rows.

"Miss Han Duo'er, please come in!"

Under the guidance of the leading men, Zhang Feng followed behind them.

Just as he was about to go in, a few guys at the door stretched out their hands to stop Zhang Feng.

"You're not qualified to go in!"

Zhang Feng looked at Han Duoer: "What did he say?"

Han Duo'er frowned, and said two words with a pleading accent.

But these guys at the door didn't let Zhang Feng go directly because of Han Duoer's words.

"Don't give them verbosity, you still need a solution between men!"

Zhang Feng had nothing to be afraid of when he came to this place, grabbed the other party's wrist and threw the other party's entire body directly to the ground.

Stretched out his foot and stepped on the chest of the guy who fell to the ground, squinted his eyes and said, "A bunch of dogs, be honest with me!"

After speaking, he looked at Han Guo'er and nodded: "Translate my words to them!"

Han Duoer translated into the language of his own country and told them exactly what he wanted.

The group of bodyguards grew their mouths and let out angry roars.

Zhang Feng grabbed the second son's subordinates, and he still knew that the thief captured the king first, and kicked him on the calf, and the guy knelt on the ground with a pop.

The rest of the guys froze in place.

With his arms around his neck, he said coldly: "Be honest with me, let me meet your second son!"

They no longer dared to stop Zhang Feng, so they could only let him go in with him.

Walked inside the door, followed by the dim scenery, and walked into a luxurious private room.

opened the door of the room, and the picture inside made Zhang Feng a little surprised.

Several young men were twisting to the sound of dynamic music and a group of women in bikinis, with wine spilling on the floor and walls.

Seeing Han Duoer come in, a tall thin man in the middle touched his raised chin and clapped his hands.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and the man stood up and took Han Duo'er's hand.

Han Duo'er screamed in surprise, her face full of resistance.

Syllable~

The man slapped Han Duo'er in the face.

Zhang Feng is so pitiful and cherishes the jade man, how can he sit idly by.

"Stop!"

The second son sneered: "Huaxia?"

"Oh, since you can speak, it's still relatively easy for us to communicate," Zhang Feng said with a smile.

Han Duoer stood beside Zhang Feng without saying a word, a big star, in front of the strength of the chaebol, he seemed so weak.

"Are you Han Duoer's bodyguard?" he said as he looked at Zhang Feng in proficient Huaxia language.

Zhang Feng sat in front of him, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, which was his favorite move.

"I just, I hope you will be polite to Miss Han Duoer, otherwise, you will be miserable"

Hearing this, Li Zhaoli raised his head and laughed loudly, pulled open his clothes, and took out a thick wad of money.

Thrown on Zhang Feng's body, it was scattered on the ground.

"Take it, get out of here, or you'll be miserable!"

Zhang Feng looked at him motionlessly, this guy is really a little arrogant, he has to extinguish his prestige!

"I don't care about money, I see you have so much wine here, drink some"

Zhang Feng smiled and picked up a bottle of Remy Martin next to him.

Bang~

A crisp muffled sound opened, and Zhang Feng pressed on the table.

"It's amazing that you dare to drink with us!"

After speaking, Li Zhaoli picked up the wine glass.

Zhang Feng pressed it on his hand and said coldly: "A dignified second son, I won't be reluctant to order such a bar, and taking a cup will lose your atmosphere."

"Then what do you say!"

Li Zhaoli stared at him with wide eyes.

"Hmph, with a bottle, of course!"

Zhang Feng's words made these guys completely surprised.

Such a large bottle, also an amount of 800 milliliters, and a high concentration of foreign wine, ordinary people should have been sent to the hospital a long time ago.

However, since a bodyguard wants to dare to make such a request in front of him, this Li Zhaoli must go next.

"Okay! Take ten more bottles!"

After saying this, Li Zhaoli stuffed the wine bottle into the hand of a person beside him.

The other party looked at Li Zhaoli in horror, and under the fierce gaze of the other party, he leaned his neck and poured it down.

Looking at this unstoppable momentum, Han Duoer shook Zhang Feng's arm.

"Don't drink, don't drink! You're alone, they're going to kill you!"

The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth raised slightly, and he smiled: "Don't worry, I've never been drunk!"

I have the inheritance of the ancient martial arts sect, and I can control my power at will, and what reacts to ordinary people will not work at all on my side.

Seeing that the other party poured a bottle into it, the young man hit his head directly on the sofa.

"It's your turn!" cried Lee Shau-kee.

Zhang Feng picked up a bottle and sniffed it gently.

Raised his neck and poured it directly into it.

Within ten seconds, this bottle full of Remy Martin was wiped out by him!

Everyone present was shocked, this is simply a wine king!

"Hiccup~"

A full burp hit, and Zhang Feng made a gesture of please.

"Xiba!

Li Zhaoli waved his hands, and the subordinates around him hesitated for two seconds.

Then he scrambled to bring out the wine on the table.

Compared with drinking hospitalization, it is much better than Li Zhaoli's punishment.

"One, two, three, four...."

Zhang Feng counted the number of them, and seven of them were doing it at the same time.

After a relatively long ten minutes, the last one was finally finished.

It's just that their reactions are different, some fall to the ground and convulse, and some spit out.

Li Zhaoli looked disgusted, but if Zhang Feng drank these seven bottles of wine, this Zhang Feng's body might burn out flames.

"It's your turn! I hope you Chinese people will count!"

Looking at his villainous expression, Zhang Feng looked at him coldly.

Han Guo'er bit her lip nervously, with so much wine, if you go down in one breath, normal people will definitely die!

"Don't do that! I'll just promise to be with him, I don't want you to get hurt!"

Han Guo'er had a crying tone.

Li Zhaoli raised his eyebrows and shouted at her: "Stinky woman! There is nothing to do with you here! You are just my plaything!"

Zhang Feng looked at the wine in front of him, and without saying a word, he picked it up and drank it.

A bottle... Two bottles... Three bottles.

Just like drinking water, Zhang Feng didn't pause at all.

Li Zhaoli, who looked proud, began to slowly panic at this time.

Smack~ The seventh bottle slapped on the table, and Zhang Feng looked at his eyes calmly.

"This time, it's finally your turn!"

Li Zhaoli felt that Zhang Feng was a monster completely! How could a normal person drink so much high-concentration wine!

He began to tremble, and everything he could help himself had already slipped under the table.

He shook his teeth and roared loudly: "I, Li Zhaoli, have never been afraid of anyone!"

With that, he picked up a bottle of wine and began to drink it.

Like a fish in his throat, Li Zhaoli showed a painful look on his face.

Halfway through the drink, Li Zhaoli's face was already red and he slammed his head on the table.

"Get up!

Zhang Feng roared loudly, grabbed Li Zhaoli's hair, and poured the remaining wine into his mouth hard.

"No... No, I can't drink it..."

Li Zhaoli's eyes became misty, and he wanted to ask for mercy, but his tongue did not stop his command at all.

Before the bottle of wine was finished, Li Zhaoli was already paralyzed on the ground like mud.

"Hahaha" Zhang Feng raised his head and laughed, looking at the guys lying motionless on the ground around him, not to mention how excited he was.

Han Guo'er looked at Zhang Feng cautiously: "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay"

Answering her words decisively, Zhang Feng suddenly walked in front of Li Zhaoli and began to take off his clothes.

"Ahh

Han Guo'er's face flushed with shame.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in men"

While speaking, the clothes on Li Zhaoli's body were completely ripped off by Zhang Feng.

All that's left is a pair of lace panties!

"Hey, hey!"