Seeing that Mu Chen directly blew out a whole bottle of liquor without a drop left, his face was not red or panting, his eyes were clear, and he was not drunk.

There was silence in the restaurant!

They were all blown away!

That's a pound of liquor, and it's all dried up in one go?

Why don't I believe it?

What you won't drink is a fake bar!

A student of the sports department secretly opened another bottle of rice flower incense without believing in evil, took a small sip, and suddenly felt that the fire burned his throat, his stomach was like a knife, and his old face instantly turned red into a monkey's buttocks.

"Minister Zeng, this is real wine. He blushed and cried.

"Minister Zeng suspects this is fake wine?" Mu Chen looked at Zeng Zhigang in surprise.

Zeng Zhigang's old face turned red, and he couldn't help but glance at the guy viciously, almost strangling his heart.

Made, if you don't speak, no one will be dumb when you are dumb, did Lao Tzu say that he suspected that it was fake wine?

It's too late for me to hide from that guy now, I can't wait for everyone to ignore my existence, but you take Lao Tzu out alone, this hemp is not going to kill my rhythm.

"Hehe, classmate Mu misunderstood, I was just surprised, I didn't expect that classmate Mu's alcohol consumption would be so good. ”

Zeng Zhigang's expression stiffened, and he said with a dry smile.

"Minister Zeng praised it, in fact, my alcohol consumption is very average, but Minister Zeng is too enthusiastic about the three of us, of course I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. Come, on behalf of Sakura and Zhou Xiaoli, I will give Minister Zeng another bottle each!"

Before the words fell, Mu Chen brought four bottles of rice flower incense, slammed two of them to Zeng Zhigang, and then opened the cap.

Suddenly, the rich aroma of wine filled the entire wine table.

Zeng Zhigang stared at the words of rice flower fragrance on the two wine bottles, his heart twitched, and his old face turned green in an instant.

The surrounding people were also frowning and their faces were twitching.

Damn, toast actually toast a bottle, or liquor, this is really too damn and scary!

Li Bai, the fairy in the wine, didn't dare to drink like this.

"Minister Zeng, please!" Mu Chen raised his bottle to Zeng Zhigang, arrogant.

Zeng Zhigang didn't lift the bottle, he didn't lift the bottle, and his expression was embarrassed.

He can drink twelve bottles of beer, but the liquor is only a pound when it reaches the sky, and he has to drink it slowly.

If he blows the bottle directly like Mu Chen, to ensure that he hasn't finished drinking the wine, he will already be lying on the ground, and he has to go to the hospital, and he doesn't even know if he can live to see the sun tomorrow.

"What's the matter, Minister Zeng refuses to appreciate his face, or is it that Minister Zeng can't drink enough and can't drink?" asked Mu Chen with a smile.

Zeng Zhigang's face was blue and red for a while, and his expression was as ugly as his dead parents, and he had the heart to refuse, but he didn't have the courage.

At this moment, so many people are watching him, if he is cowardly, how will he mix in the school in the future.

Even if he drinks to death, he has to bite the bullet!

"Made, this kid has already drunk a bottle first, I don't believe that his alcohol consumption is really so good, and he can drink another bottle, maybe he is deliberately bluffing me at all, Lao Tzu fought with him!"

Zeng Zhigang gritted his teeth, picked up the wine bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

Mu Chen smiled slightly, and also leaned his neck and grunted.

Everyone watched intently, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear of missing any moment.

Only Sakura and Zhou Xiaoli have been looking at Mu Chen nervously and worriedly, for fear that something will happen to him.

Drinking and drinking the dead is no funny joke.

"Gollum, Gollum!"

The tense and exciting wine fight was in full swing.

But from the performance of the two, it can be clearly seen that Zeng Zhigang's alcohol consumption is not as good as Mu Chen's at all, and before half a bottle of liquor is in his stomach, his face is already red, and he is about to be unable to hold it, his body is swaying and shaking, as if he is about to fall down as soon as the wind blows, if he hadn't fortunately supported the table with his hands in time, I am afraid he would have been lying on the ground.

On the other hand, Mu Chen always looked light, unhurried, and methodical, as if he was not drinking liquor at all, but boiled water.

Damn, this guy's alcohol consumption is terrifying!

Blowing two bottles in a row, it's still like no one?

Needless to say, Zeng Zhigang is doomed!

As soon as this thought came to everyone's minds, they suddenly heard a 'bang', Zeng Zhigang finally couldn't support it anymore, threw the wine bottle on the table, and fell to the ground with a thud, and then 'vomit!', opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of pungent and unpleasant vomit.

The people around him suddenly wanted to vomit in disgust, and hurriedly avoided him from afar.

Fortunately, several members of his ministry were more loyal, and hurriedly helped him into the bathroom and vomited.

After calmly blowing a whole bottle of Mu Chen, he slowly wiped his mouth, shook his head and sighed lightly: "It seems that Minister Zeng's alcohol consumption is indeed a little worse, and the drink is not enjoyable at all, why don't you drink a few bottles with me on his behalf?"

As he spoke, Mu Chen opened the third bottle of rice flower fragrance and shook it at everyone.

Everyone suddenly shook their bodies as if they had encountered a snake and scorpion, and hurriedly buried their heads away from his sight.

What kind of international joke, this guy is a monster who doesn't get drunk at all, drinking with him, isn't that self-defeating?

They want to live a few more years.

"Hmph, I admit that you are really good at drinking liquor, I can't compare to you, but that doesn't mean that you are also good at drinking beer, do you dare to fight beer with me?" a male student who was five big and three thick stood up and said menacingly.

"Feng Cheng, known as the wine jar of the sports department, can drink eighteen bottles in one breath without pouring, and he can sing after drinking, even the people in the Student Union Liaison Department can't compare to him, he wants to challenge Mu Chen, and there is a good show to watch now. ”

Someone in the crowd said secretly.

Mu Chen smiled slightly: "Okay, then drink beer, how much you drink, I will accompany you to drink." ”

"Okay, if you can drink me down today, I will call you uncle when I see you once in the future!" Feng Cheng said in a sullen voice, and then without saying a word, he picked up the wine bottle and blew.

Mu Chen smiled noncommittally and blew on the beer bottle.

One bottle.

Two bottles.

Three bottles.

Seven bottles.

Ten bottles.

Fourteen bottles.

Seventeen bottles.

The two of them were like needles to Maimang, blowing bottle after bottle, seeing that it was almost to the limit of Feng Cheng, Feng Cheng was already drunk, his face was red, and he was panting like a cow while drinking, and his eyes were bloodshot.

And Mu Chen still drank like no one else.

The two of them made a judgment on the amount of alcohol, not to mention that Mu Chen had blown two bottles of rice flower fragrance before.

Suddenly, everyone completely forgot about Mu Chen's snatching of their school flower Sakura, and looked at him with extremely admiring eyes, their eyes full of admiration and awe.

If they can also have Mu Chen's terrifying amount of alcohol, why worry about big things in the future.

The wine table is like a battlefield, and those who can drink are always more likely to gain the trust and respect of others.

However, in the face of Mu Chen, who seemed to be not drunk with a thousand cups, Feng Cheng resolutely refused to admit defeat, and still gritted his teeth and persisted.