In fact, Mu Chen doesn't care about the bonus, after all, 10,000 yuan is really nothing to him, what he cares about is the "coward", he is not a coward, not before, not now, and not in the future, he is the man who is destined to become rich!

"It's the eighth beer, the audience at the scene, this is our eighth beer, if the second round has not yet decided the winner, then we can only serve our ultimate killer - depth charges!"

Mu Chen hiccuped, picked up the eighth glass of beer without hesitation, and turned his head to see that the last strong man beside him was not timid at all, and it seemed that he was in a better state, at least his eyes were not as cloudy as Chen Ran.

"Brother, be bold enough, come, let's make this wine!"

The fat man took the initiative to greet him and touched a glass with Mu Chen: "Hurry up and drink, I can't wait to see the power of depth charges!"

"Me too. Mu Chen reluctantly squeezed out a smile, picked up the eighth glass of beer and drank it all.

"Friends on the scene, friends on the scene! Next is the moment to witness the miracle, there has been almost half a year has not entered the third round of the competition, according to our rules of the game, after entering the third round, the prize money is doubled, as long as anyone can drink to the end, 20,000 yuan of bonus, take it on the spot!"

The host's excitement is beyond words, the fixed drinking competition every week has not entered the third round for a long time, and the host is also very much looking forward to the next battle.

Soon, the beer girl who had been replaced in the first round came up again, but this time only two people came up with depth charges.

The host came to the middle of the two, pointed to the depth charge at the beer girl's end and said: "Two strong men, the rules remain the same, still every cup must be drunk in one go, no pause in the middle, whoever has the last laugh will get a bonus of 20,000 yuan!"

Looking at the depth charges in front of him, Chen Ran felt that his legs were weak, and the strength of the chicken blood just now had disappeared at this moment.

Mu Chen told himself in his heart that even if he hadn't seen Qin Can after looking for a long time, he knew in his heart that Qin Can must be watching him quietly from a certain corner, and if he coaxed himself at this critical juncture, then his image in Qin Can's heart would definitely plummet.

"Brother, are you ready?" The fat man glanced at Mu Chen with blood-red eyes, he couldn't wait to pick up a cup of depth charge, and said with a smile, "If you're not ready, it's okay, admit defeat and quit directly, and the 20,000 yuan will be mine!"

"you/damn it!" Mu Chen's fighting spirit was ignited again, "When did Lao Tzu coax me? Didn't you hear what the host said? Who didn't know if he had the last laugh!"

After Mu Chen finished speaking, he ignored the man, picked up the wine glass and drank it directly.

"Holy, what a pen!"

"I'm rubbing, I'm really drinking!"

When Mu Chen drank the first cup of depth bomb, the audience suddenly burst into warm applause, for the bar at this moment, it seems that this is really a feat, and after Mu Chen drank this cup of depth bomb, he also obviously felt the discomfort of his body, especially the glass of liquor, like a raging fire that kept burning his heart, and he felt that his throat was about to burn through.

"Ah, it's so cool!" The fat man also drank a cup, turned his head to Mu Chen and said, "Brother, my heart is very hot, it's okay, this is the end of competing with me, Lao Tzu doesn't brag, like this kind of depth charge, there is a cup to drink, there is a dozen I can drink a dozen, in our place, they all say that I grew up by drinking, I think you will obediently admit defeat, why fight for money?"

Mu Chen sneered: "You, you...... This person really knows how to brag about the pen, and he grew up drinking, but Lao Tzu still grew up drinking and drinking air!"

The fat man immediately replied: "I think you can do it, you dare to compare with me even if you don't say anything, come, next drink!"

Mu Chen was not to be outdone, and soon another cup of depth charges was in his stomach, the two looked at each other, no one was convinced, and without hesitation, he picked up the third cup of depth charges, and the voices of the audience became more and more enthusiastic, Mu Chen only felt that his eyes were as ethereal as a dream, and at this moment there was only one voice in his head - this game, he was going to win no matter what, he was not for money, but for something more important than money!

I, Muchen, am destined to become a rich man! I can't even drink alcohol, what big can I do?!

Looking at the last cup of depth charges, Mu Chen shook his head vigorously, at this moment he appeared, the real strength of the wine was only up at this time, and just this head-shaking action almost made Mu Chen fall to the ground, if it weren't for the quick eyes of the person who had been holding him, Mu Chen would have really lost this game.

The man holding Mu Chen said: "The last cup, buddy, persistence is victory, as long as you drink and win this dead fat man, you are today's king!"

"Yes......" Mu Chen said indistinctly, "Lao Tzu is, is today's king!"

"Hurry up and drink brother, the last cup, if this cup is not known, then we can only enter overtime!" The fat man teased Mu Chen, "But you still have one last chance, you must know that these four cups of depth charges are stronger than one cup, and this last cup is filled with 89 degrees of Scottish vodka, can you stand it?"

"I can't stand it, can you stand it?" Mu Chen held back the burning fire in his heart, and reluctantly squeezed out a sentence to the fat man, "Hurry up, the 20,000 yuan is mine, don't think about it!"

"Do you hear me? Ladies and gentlemen, the smell of gunpowder is stronger than that of 89 degrees Celsius Scottish vodka, who can have the last laugh? There will be an answer soon! Come on, come on, cheer for these two strong men! Cheer on!"

As the host mobilized the atmosphere of the scene, the audience cheered enthusiastically, Mu Chen knew that success or failure was in one fell swoop, but he also knew that it was now his limit, if he drank a little more wine, he might even be able to spit out bile.

But soon, Mu Chen left this last trace of sobriety behind, he picked up the last cup of depth charge, and said fiercely to the fat man: "In the end, whoever is the best depends on this glass of wine, if you lose, kneel down for Lao Tzu, sing, levy, and serve!"

"Recruit your mother!" The fat man also picked up the last glass of wine, "Lao Tzu has never been afraid, if you lose, come over and kneel and lick Lao Tzu!"

"Yo...... Do you hear that? The two strong men have made a bet with each other, so do you want to see kneeling and singing conquest, or do you want to see kneeling and licking? Hahaha! A minute later, oh no, in just 3o seconds, we'll know the answer right away!"

Mu Chen looked at the depth charge in front of him and said to himself: "I am Mu Chen, I am the king!"

(End of chapter)

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