"Hey, Mr. Andrew, this should be your first attempt, right?" You have two more chances. Ye Zi suddenly said aloud.

Andrew's hand froze slightly.

Damn it!

He still found out.

"No, it's not an official attempt, I was just looking for a suitable angle to exert my power." Andrew muffled his defense. But he also knew that such an argument was not convincing.

The quiet crowd stirred slightly.

"The big guy already tried it once? Why didn't I see it? Someone whispered.

Immediately, a sharp-eyed person replied: "His arm muscles tensed just now, he must have tried once, but it seems that he failed." ”

"It's not like it's failed, it's that it's failed."

"And he has two more chances?"

"Didn't he say he was looking for an angle just now? Then there should be three more chances. ”

"How is that possible? Are boys stupid? Surely it won't promise him. If you lose, you have to invite everyone to drink, which is more than 1,000 yuan. ”

……

In the hum of the crowd, Ye Zi smiled.

"If you say that, well, then you have three more chances. Now have you found the right angle? Mr. Andrew Stoker. If not, you can try again. Ye Zi said with a smile.

The buzz suddenly became louder.

"Little Leaf!" Chen Yichen hurriedly pulled Ye Zi.

Ye Zi turned his head, smiled at him, and patted him lightly on the arm: "Don't worry, little potato, I know it in my heart." ”

Seeing Andrew's first failure, Ye Zi snickered twice in his heart. When he was checking the bottle cap just now, Ye Zi quietly used his true qi to make the bottle cap firm.

This kind of bottle cap that is pressed with real qi is much firmer than machine qì pressing, and will not leave any gaps, and it is extremely difficult to open with a cap opener. If Andrew's brute force can be defeated. Ye Zi simply found a piece of tofu and killed himself. With such a tightly pressed bottle cap, even Ye Zi himself had to make a little effort to get it down.

Mr. Andrew Stoker?

He just broke all the bottles, and he couldn't even take the caps off.

Now, Ye Zi is only watching a play.

Chen Yichen breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Ye Zi said it, he knows it in his heart. Of course he will believe Ye Zi, didn't Andrew fail on his first attempt?

But the other half of the breath is still hanging in the air.

Andrew failed to open the cap of the bottle for the first time, which also made Chen Yichen a little strange, he was already ready for Ye Zi to lose the gamble.

It stands to reason that Andrew has such a body shape. It really should be very powerful, and a small thing like uncovering the bottle should not bother him. But how...... Just miss it?

Ye Zi's luck...... That's great!

I just don't know if his luck will continue to be so good in the future?

Chen Yichen attributed the qiē he saw in front of him to Ye Zi's good "luck".

Sun Yun saw Andrew's first test failure, and he was completely relieved.

Unlike others, Sun Yun clearly knew Ye Zi's strength. The ten-year stubborn illness of being so strict with Ye Zi is all hand-to-hand at Ye Zi, not to mention the small cast like the bottle cap. Although he didn't know how Ye Zi made the scene in front of him, he was sure that this scene must be Ye Zi's ghost. Ye Zi is young. But he is a master who has already cultivated internal qi (Sun Yun's understanding), and it is normal for him to have some indescribable mystical means.

Now, Sun Yun, like Ye Zi, is ready to watch a play.

"No, no, I think I've found the right angle." Andrew shook his head, and was about to continue to show that it was time to officially start, when the gloomy man behind him stepped forward and whispered a few words to him.

"Uh...... Maybe. Maybe it's not the right angle, I mean, I'd like to find another more suitable angle of power, right. I'd like to try again, you just said yes. Andrew suddenly changed his tune.

Under the neon light, his face was already slightly reddened. But if you don't pay attention, you still can't see it.

In the crowd, boos erupted.

Ye Zi had been smiling all the time, and heard Andrew's change of words. Ye Zi shrugged his shoulders and agreed casually.

"Well, if you want to try again, then ...... As you wish. Ye Zi glanced at the other party and said jokingly: "But Mr. Andrew Stoker, are you sure you can find the right angle this time?" ”

"Do you need a few more attempts?"

Oh shit!

Andrew's anger grew stronger and stronger, but he couldn't express it at all. If he can open the cap of this bottle, he can casually take the opportunity to make things difficult for the other party, but if he can't open it, he will be ashamed.

"No, one last attempt." Andrew gritted his teeth and replied.

"Well, then feel free to do so, Mr. Andrew Stoker." Ye Zi still had that smiling expression.

This time, Andrew solemnly got up.

He put the bottle on the ground first, squatted down and tried it himself, but he felt uncomfortable and couldn't exert his strength.

Zhong Mingcheng went to the bar to borrow a chair for him, and Andrew put the bottle on the chair to try it again, and the height and position were suitable for him to exert his strength.

Taking a deep breath and grasping the bottle firmly with his left hand, Andrew was ready to give it his all. Andrew didn't care so much about it now, he just wanted to uncover the damn bottle as much as he could.

The crowd fell silent.

Half-kneeling on the ground, Andrew's right hand pressed the bottle cap, and the thumb knuckles pressed against the small protrusions on the edge of the bottle cap, and used all his strength to lift it up.

The bottle was crooked by his strength, but—

The cap is still sitting on it.

Such a situation was completely unexpected by him, and Andrew himself froze.

The crowd burst into activity.

"Oh no, he's failed again!"

"Andrew, this big guy is so inferior! He's not going to be a fake, is he? It looks tall and mighty, but it's actually ......"

"Actually, he just couldn't lift the cap."

"I said, isn't that Chinese boy named Bruce Ye right, that is Chinese kung fu?"

"Maybe, I don't know. It shouldn't be that hard, right? ”

"Isn't it hard? So why don't you give it a try? ”

……

Chen Yichen smiled.

Now he can also see that this Andrew will definitely not be able to lift the lid of this bottle. The other half of the heart, which was still hanging in mid-air, now returned to the place where it should have stayed.

Sun Yun shook his head slightly, and glanced at Sister Mei and Brother Keny, both of whom nodded slightly. The opponent's defeat has been decided, and now, it is necessary to prevent the dog from jumping off the wall after the opponent loses.

Chen Yichen: They may not have thought of this, how can old rivers and lakes like Sun Yun and Sister Mei not think about it?

Andrew's heart sank.

I thought it was a simple slap in the face, but I didn't expect that it was very likely that he would be slapped in the face in the end, which made Andrew really unacceptable.

Still, he wanted to try again.

He has three more chances.

He didn't believe that something that used to be easy could not be done today.

He's going to do his best!

"Mr. Andrew Stoker, I think you can get started." Ye Zi's voice sounded slowly, listening to Andrew's ears, like a demon's horn.

But now, he couldn't say anything to Ye Zi and couldn't do anything to him. If he can't lift the lid of this damn bottle, he is a complete failure, so what face does he have to continue to say and do!

"Alright, I'm going to get started." Andrew's voice became even deeper and hoarse.

Once again, the crowd fell silent.

Still, little one had any hope left in his attempt.

"Ahh

Andrew let out a loud cry of might, and with all his strength, the borrowed chair creaked under his elbows.

Pity! This "official" attempt ended in failure!

The cap still doesn't move.

Andrew let go of his hands and stood up, jumping back and forth around the chair, kicking, twisting his waist, lifting his hips, and moving his wrists, doing warm-up exercises with great seriousness.

This scene looks very funny in the eyes of everyone, just opening a bottle cap, is it necessary to be so solemn? But no one could laugh.

Andrew's face had turned iron-blue, and a heavy anger erupted from his eyes, like a blazing flame that would consume everything that stood in its way.

After a few minutes, Andrew stopped with a slight gasp.

"Mr. Andrew Stoker, you have two last chances." Ye Zi's voice rang again, and it sounded like a ghost in Andrew's ears.

"Humph!" Andrew snorted heavily, didn't answer, turned around and came to the chair again, took a few deep breaths, and then half-knelt down again.

The left hand is steady like a mountain, holding the body of the wine bottle tightly, and the right hand is like iron, stubbornly against the small protrusion on the outer edge of the bottle cap. Andrew's muscles tensed all over his body, his face flushed, and he suddenly let out a loud cry.

"Ah~~~"

Not surprisingly, the cap still didn't come down.

Andrew was in a hurry, he pressed all the strength of his body on the wine bottle, his eyes widened, he held his breath, and shouted.

"Damn it, you open it for me~~~"

A soft "ding" sound, followed by a continuous "ding" sound.

A bottle slipped out of its hairy hand and rolled lonely back and forth on the cobblestone pavement, unbroken. The small aluminum cap was still intact where it was supposed to be.

The neon light shone through, reflecting a blinding glow on the edge of the bottle cap. (To be continued.) )