"Xie Chen's tenth cup! Zhang Fan's nineteenth cup!"

The sound of surprise rang out at dusk.

Listening to this voice, the people who knew Xie Chen were suddenly confused.

"What, Xie Chen only has ten cups? ”

"Yes, he's a little wine king, a barrel!" said the other.

"Ouch, I'll just watch the cup for a while, it's nineteen cups, it's 55 degrees brandy. Moreover, it is still a large cup. Even if it's a beer, it's not so fast!"

Hearing this, a group of people around woke up.

yes, how long the fuck has it been?

Spirits about the size of half a bottle of beer,, is it watered?

Hearing these voices, Xie Chen almost squirted out a mouthful of wine.

Nineteen cups?

How can it be!

That kid, how could he drink so fast?

It's 55 degrees of brandy!

His speed was fast enough, but Zhang Fan was almost twice as fast as him.

How can he bear this! He is the recognized little wine king of the Gu Tsai Bar!

Ten cups down, he already felt like his throat was almost bursting with fire!

Immediately, Xie Chen stopped and looked at Zhang Fan.

However, at this time, Zhang Fan had already picked up the twentieth cup!

"Gollum!"

Drink it all!

And Zhang Fan at this time is actually not comfortable!

All the characteristics of spirits, that is, throat burning!

Especially one cup after another!

Moreover, the brandy that enters the stomach is like boiling water swimming in the stomach!

But it's okay!

"Smack!"

Throwing down the cup, Zhang Fan picked up the twenty-one cup, raised his head and poured it!

Looking at the wine beads swaying from the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth, Wang Xiaoqin's eyes froze.

How can this guy be so handsome?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, just this bastard, how could this be!

Fake, what I see must be fake!

Wang Xiaoqin couldn't believe all this in front of her!

And yet, it's so real!

Whether it's the smell of spirits or the sound of glass shattering on the ground!

It's all so real!

"Impossible, impossible!" Xie Chen looked incredulous.

However, in an instant, Zhang Fan drank the twenty-second cup again.

"Hmph, this is the beginning, when you drink vodka, I see if you can still be so fast!" Xie Chen said hatefully, and in an instant, he picked up the eleventh glass of brandy!

"Gollum!

The group of people around quieted down, and everyone's eyes were staring at Zhang Fan!

It's the first time they've seen each other with such a rapid drinking rate.

If it weren't for the drunken dream that presided over this scene, it was Chen Nan who died, and the strong aroma of wine, they would definitely think that Zhang Fan was drinking boiled water!

"Twenty-six cups!"

Everyone's eyes narrowed.

The twenty-sixth glass is vodka, which means that the mixing begins!

Anyone who can hang out in a bar knows how terrifying it is to mix two spirits together.

"Smack!"

Zhang Fan drank it all and quickly threw away the wine glass.

Looking at this scene, everyone's eyes bulged again!

"Damn, drinking vodka is so crazy?"

"Wo Ri, Brother Fan is going against the sky!"

"it, thirty seconds, drink twenty-six glasses of spirits......! Unbelievable!"

In the live broadcast room, a group of people have already gone crazy!

"How many cups has Xie Chen drunk?" asked one of them towards the other person.

"I don't know, who the fuck is still looking at him, you count the wine glasses yourself! Don't fucking bother me!"

"Hey, Xie Chen just drank the thirteenth cup? Damn, it's so slow, it's hairy, he's not a little wine king, just this strength?"

"The gap is too big, Zhang Fan has already drunk the twenty-ninth cup!

"That's it, compared to Xie Chen, it's just a piece of garbage! Sure enough, a mountain is higher than a mountain, and there is a sky outside the sky!"

Listening to these voices, Xie Chen's face turned red.

Half of them were angry with these words, and half of them were choked by the wine that was about to rise.

Thirteen glasses of liquor in thirty seconds is already a damn fast speed, right?

Even if you drink water, you have to swallow the fuck, is your mouth a funnel? How much does it go directly into your stomach?

Brain-dead!

you, you can do it!

It took a lot of effort before Xie Chen held back the sip of wine that was blocked in his throat!

Suddenly, he felt as if something had ignited his chest.

Anger, jealousy, and alcohol burned.

And Chen Nan, who was looking at this scene, also flashed a gleam in his eyes.

It's the first time he's seen such a fast drinking speed!

"Thirtieth Cup!"

"Thirty-five cups!"

"Forty-five cups!"

"Oh my God, this kid has broken Xie Chen's limit! Forty-five cups, damn, his face still doesn't change, and if he doesn't adapt to the water and soil, he will obey you!"

The sound of surprise suddenly arose!

And Xie Chen, finally squirted out a mouthful of wine!

The sky is full of hops, with a drop of blood, swaying in the sky!

"Forty-five cups? How is it possible?"

Listening to Xie Chen's low voice, the group of people who slapped their faces laughed.

"Hehe, you garbage, you dare to call yourself a little wine king? I'm not targeting you, our Fan brother has already drunk more than 140 bottles of beer before he came to the bar, this is a ball!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the surrounding group widened again.

Damn, you drank a hundred and forty bottles of beer before?

You're not kidding, are you?

Add these brandies and vodka, how is it possible!

"Hehe, believe it or not. A group of people in the face group laughed disdainfully, and immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Fan again.

"The fiftieth cup! Damn, the fifty-first glass is whiskey! How could this guy be so fast?"

The exclamation made Xie Chen's legs weak, and he sat directly on the ground.

He's sixteen cups!

The further you go, the harder it is to get into it!

Moreover, who can stand drinking so quickly?

"Whiskey, whiskey, start drinking whiskey!" When Zhang Fan picked up the fifty-first cup, everyone exclaimed.

"A third spirits mix!

However, the next moment, the empty wine glass burst on the ground!

"Hey, you can kill it so quickly, damn it, I don't believe it, I definitely don't believe it!" one of them roared, his eyes wide!

"I don't believe it, but the tip of my tongue is broken, it's not a dream!" one growled.

"Oh my God, that guy had another drink?

At this moment, the fifty-second wine glass shattered!

This time, it was not Zhang Fan who fell, but was directly crushed by Zhang Fan!

Looking at this scene, a group of people who slapped their faces only felt that their blood was boiling.

", handsome, handsome!

"Wori, what the hell can you do? What kind of operation is this?" a group of people exclaimed!

The action of crushing the wine glass is a hundred times more domineering than wrestling!

(End of chapter)