Murakami Xing had an angry face and said in a tone that couldn't be refused: "Wang Zhuojun, as a big man, how can you let a woman drink for you, this is not the style that a big man should have, I, Murakami Xing, as an excellent man, 'h'u'0'5.'More'new' fast"

The people of the island are all machismo, so for Wang Zhuo's approach, Murakami Xing is full of contempt.

Du Xinyue said disdainfully: "That's it, a big man, he can't drink a little wine, and let the girl help you drink, Wang Zhuo, do you want to be shameless?"

Seeing that the atmosphere at the dinner table became intense, Wu Peixuan and the others were a little in a dilemma.

After all, this person has a soft mouth and short hands, although they are not used to Du Xinyue, but after all, people have a treat.

Wang Zhuo said: "In this way, do you really want to drink?"

"Yes, it must be drunk. Murakami said, "In order to show your respect for me, you must not only drink, but also get drunk." ”

Respect your uncle, you are a little dwarf, and you are also worthy of Lao Tzu's respect for you?

Wang Zhuo glanced at Lafite on the table, raised his eyebrows, and said: "This kind of wine, if you drink it, you can drink it white, and if you don't drink it, you can pull it." ”

"Liquor?" Murakami was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

When he was in the island country, he mingled in various nightclubs all year round, and was known as the little prince of nightclubs, and he did not refuse all kinds of wine.

It can be said to be the god of wine brewed in the wine jar.

He has never been afraid of anyone when it is his turn to drink, let alone a Chinese.

Murakami nodded, beckoned to the waiter next to her, and said, "Go get the liquor." ”

Soon, two bottles of Moutai were placed on the wine table.

"Wang Zhuojun, the liquor has been brought, two bottles are enough, if it is not enough, I will continue to call. Murakami said with a smile.

Wang Zhuo held back his glance at the two bottles of Moutai and sneered: "Two bottles are not enough for me to dry my mouth, of course, if you feel enough, then I have nothing to say." ”

Apricot Murakami's face was pale, and she didn't see that this kid was really crazy.

Two bottles of highly Moutai are not enough to dry your mouth, and your subconscious is to look down on yourself.

"Murakami Apricot, you are short and not easy to dissipate after drinking, two bottles are just two bottles, so you don't get drunk. ”

Wang Zhuo looked like he was thinking about him.

But these words hit the weakness of Murakami Apricot, the short nature of the island people has always been ridiculed, and now it is taken out by Wang Zhuo in front of him, and he suddenly yelled in anger.

This damn Chinese pig dares to look down on the excellent genes of the Yamato nation.

"Two more bottles. He gritted his teeth and shouted at the waiter.

A total of four bottles of Moutai were placed on the table, and the wine bottles had been opened, and the smell of sauce inside was all over the private room.

"Wang Zhuojun, how do you want to drink?" asked Murakami.

Wang Zhuo smiled: "Let's hurry up, don't use that small wine glass, it's a bottle for each man." Mr. Murakami, if you can't, I can let you use a shot glass. ”

Murakami Xing angrily put aside the chopsticks in front of the table, picked up a bottle of Moutai and put it in front of him: "Bastard! I, Murakami Xing, will be afraid of you, when I was in the island country, I was a master of wine, and I will let you fall under the table in a while and repent of what you said." ”

Wang Zhuo took the wine bottle with a smile, showing a little smugness: "Then it depends on who falls first." ”

"Wang Zhuo, do you really want to drink?"

Wu Peixuan was a little worried, can ordinary people stand such a strong liquor?

Du Xinyue saw the two of them taking pictures of the wine bottles, and she was also a little worried, and said, "Honey, can you do it?"

"Shut up!"

Murakami glared at her fiercely, and the most hated woman suspected that he couldn't do it.

"Drinking, I've never been afraid of anyone. Murakami said confidently.

Wang Zhuo didn't reply to his words, picked up the wine bottle and put it to his mouth, only to see a bulging squirm in his throat, and soon, a bottle of Moutai bottomed out.

Then he made a long gap and shook the bottle, and there was not a drop of wine left in it: "It's your turn." ”

After Murakami Xing saw Wang Zhuo's bottle of wine, his face did not change, he gritted his teeth, picked up the wine bottle and drank it.

And his face quickly turned red.

The person next to him saw that his scalp was numb.

Wang Zhuo picked up another bottle, smiled, drank it casually, and motioned to the red-faced Murakami Xing with his eyes and asked him to follow.

Murakami finally finished drinking a bottle, and suddenly felt top-heavy.

But when he looked up, he saw that Wang Zhuo's second bottle had already gone halfway.

He shook his head vigorously, then picked up the second bottle and drank it hard.

Wang Zhuo had already finished drinking, put down the wine bottle, looked at Murakami Xing lightly, saw that he still had more than half a bottle left, and said, "Is it okay?" If it doesn't work, forget it, I'm not reluctant." ”

If it weren't for this, Murakami Xing really didn't want to drink it, but Wang Zhuo's words were like a thorn in his heart.

"I'm not going to lose to you. ”

He pinched his nose, resisted the urge to vomit, and continued to drink slowly from the bottle.

"Okay, Murakami Kyo-kun, don't drink it, you'll get drunk. Du Xinyue said anxiously.

Murakami slapped her in the face: "Shut up, I'm ...... Can I still ...... Gross!"

Before he finished drinking, he felt that his stomach was turning upside down, and he squirted out directly, and Du Xinyue, who was in front of him, was caught off guard, and the whole person was sprayed with vomit.

"Ahh

picked up a tissue on the table to wipe the stains on his body, but found that the apricot Murakami in front of him fell headlong, and the vomit in his mouth turned red.

"I'm vomiting blood!" Du Xinyue screamed, her face pale with fright.

"Wang Zhuo, you ...... You're done, if something happens to Murakami, you won't be able to escape. Du Xinyue glared at him angrily.

Wang Zhuo said lightly: "What does it have to do with me, this guy can't drink well, I'll ask him to stop drinking, what's wrong with me?"

Du Xinyue said angrily: "You, don't go too far, Murakami Xing is an exchange student, if something happens to him, the school will definitely expel you." ”

Wang Zhuo said, "Hehe, if you have time to threaten me, you might as well call 120 quickly, don't vomit to death, it's on me." ”

After Murakami vomited, her mind cleared up a little, and when she heard Wang Zhuo's words, she stared at Wang Zhuo with a pair of eyes: "Bastard, I lost this time, but everyone is studying in the same school, and there are more opportunities for us to meet." ”

After speaking, he forcibly resisted his drunkenness and got up, and said to Du Xinyue: "Help me go to the hospital." ”

"Wang Zhuo, you wait!" Du Xinyue picked up Murakami Xing, and Wang Zhuo shouted from behind: "Don't forget to settle the account when you leave." ”

An Murakami slipped and fell directly to the ground.

"Hahaha, Wang Zhuo, you did a good job, I have long seen that little man unpleasant. Xiaoyun patted Wang Zhuo's shoulder and said with relief.

Wu Peixuan frowned and said: "Wang Zhuo, you are too impulsive, this Murakami Xing has a good relationship with Dongliuchuan, you offended him, I am afraid it will be difficult to move an inch in school in the future." ”

Wang Zhuo said with a smile: "This is Huaxia, and they don't dare to mess around." ”

(End of chapter)