Putting the wine bottle down, Zhao Yang faintly glanced at the stunned Zhang Bo, his parents, Zhang Shaofen and others, and then Zhao Yang said to the waiter next to him: "Please help me open another bottle of wine, xiexie!" ”

Zhao Yang's tone and expression were very calm and calm, and a bottle of 53 degrees of Moutai just now seemed to have no effect at all, and his face was as usual.

The waiter next to him was also surprised that Zhao Yang had just drunk a whole bottle of 53 degrees Moutai in one go, and when he heard Zhao Yang's words, he was stunned for a moment before reacting, and quickly responded with two "oh ohs" and immediately helped Zhao Yang open the wine.

Taking the freshly opened wine from the waiter, Zhao Yang smiled and glanced at Zhang Bo over there, who had not recovered from the shock, and immediately held the wine bottle and began to pour it with his neck tilted......

Seeing this scene, even Mu Tianhe, who had been in battle for a long time, couldn't help but gasp. In his heart, he admired Zhao Yang's drinking, and he no longer felt that what Zhao Yang said before was bragging.

Directly pour a whole bottle of 53 degrees Moutai in one go, and immediately fill the second bottle without changing the color...... This amount of alcohol is indeed not comparable to ordinary people!

Seeing Zhao Yang immediately pour the second bottle of wine, the most surprising thing was Zhang Shaofen and Zhang Bo's family. One by one, their eyes widened, and they looked at Zhao Yang incredulously as he kept pouring wine without the slightest reluctance.

Rao is that they are 'well-informed', but it is the first time they have seen Zhao Yang drinking so fiercely.

At this moment, both Zhang Bo's parents and Zhang Shaofen did not have the confidence that Zhang Bo won this fight as they did at the beginning.

Originally, they thought that with Zhang Bo's amount of alcohol, Zhao Yang needed to drink twice as much wine, but Zhang Bo had won.

But now, seeing Zhao Yang pouring the second bottle of wine with his own eyes, it was still as easy as drinking boiled water, Zhang Bo's parents and Zhang Shaofen couldn't help but start to drum a little in their hearts.

Under everyone's incredulous gaze, it didn't take long for Zhao Yang to pour the second bottle of 53 degrees of Moutai into almost no drop.

When I saw Zhao Yang turning the wine bottle upside down and shaking off a few drops of Zuihou's liquor. When they put the wine bottle aside, Zhang Bo's parents and Zhang Shaofen couldn't help but gasp, and their eyes were full of surprise.

As for Mu Tianhe and Li Liqiong, after seeing Zhao Yang pouring two bottles of wine in a row, they still looked like they didn't change their faces, and there was only amazement left in their hearts!

"I've already drunk two bottles of wine, now it's your turn!"

After putting down the wine bottle, Zhao Yang glanced at the bottle of wine in front of Zhang Bo and said lightly.

In fact, Zhang Bo was already a little stunned at this time, but when he thought of being in front of so many people, especially Mu Qinglan and her parents, if he just admitted it. Wouldn't that be a shame and a loss of face?

What's more, he himself said it himself just now, whoever loses is a bad thing! If you admit defeat now, isn't that a slap in the face?

Thinking of this, Zhang Bo glanced at the contemptuous smile on Zhao Yang's face again. Suddenly, his blood surged, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Drink it!" Hum. I'll be afraid of you? ”

After speaking. Zhang Bo picked up the bottle of wine that he had just poured out, and poured it with his neck up.

Zhang Bo's parents next to him looked at this scene, and their hearts suddenly became worried, and their faces couldn't help but show a little nervousness and worry.

Especially when Zhang Bo's mother saw that Zhang Bo's face was gradually flushed and he almost coughed out several times, she was so distressed that she wanted to stand up and stop her son several times.

However, when I thought of what I said about Zhao Yang before. and her son's face, she forcibly resisted that impulse several times.

It's just that her eyes when she looked at Zhang Bo were already full of distress and worry.

"Ahem......"

After a long time, Zhang Bo finally finished the bottle of wine. I couldn't help but cover my mouth with the back of my hand and cough a few times. Then he turned the wine bottle upside down like Zhao Yang did before, and motioned for him to finish drinking.

It's just that compared to Zhao Yang, who still didn't change his face after drinking two bottles of wine, Zhang Bo's face was flushed at the moment, his body looked a little shaky, and his eyes were red.

"I'm done!" Zhang Bo said hoarsely, at this time he had completely lost the arrogance he had before.

Although he usually drinks a lot of alcohol, he can drink a bottle and a half of high wine in a normal state, and he can barely drink two bottles of high-altitude wine in a state of haode. But that's drinking slowly, like now, it's just a whole bottle, where can he withstand it?

At this time, it is very uncomfortable in both the throat and the stomach. The throat was as uncomfortable as a fire, and the stomach was churning and convulsing, and even the brain began to feel top-heavy.

"Xiaobo, how are you? You okay? Does it matter? Zhang Bo's mother next to her couldn't help but quickly stood up and helped Zhang Bo, and asked nervously.

"Mom, I'm fine! Isn't it just a bottle of wine? It's not hard for me! At this time, Zhang Bo was still saying strongly.

Then he looked at Zhao Yang again, and he didn't know if it was a drunken attack or if he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he actually dared to provoke Zhao Yang, and said, "Now it's you!" Didn't you say that four or five bottles would be fine? Now you drink! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yang just smiled faintly, glanced at him and said, "Four or five bottles?" Hehe, little meaning. I just hope that you won't be able to drink half of me, in your words, whoever loses is a bad seed. You're going to slap yourself in the face! ”

After speaking, Zhao Yang ignored Zhang Bo's angry glare at him with his red eyes due to the effect of alcohol, and directly said to the waiter next to him: "Come, please help me open two more bottles of wine, xiexie!" ”

"Good, good!"

At this moment, the waiter next to him was already dumbfounded, thinking to himself, this is still not a person? I've already poured two bottles of liquor in a row, which is a full fifty-three degrees of high wine, but this product is still like no one, and now he even asked himself to open two more bottles for him! Could it be that he really treats this 53-degree liquor as boiled water?

Although he was shocked and incredible, the waiter quickly helped Zhao Yang open two more bottles of wine.

Zhao Yang casually took a bottle of wine, and said to Zhang Bo with the bottle: "Go on now, look at it!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Yang immediately raised his head and continued to pour it......

This time it really stunned everyone, everyone looked at Zhao Yang's face as usual, and he began to pour the third bottle of wine without slowing down, and they all inhaled, feeling that the scene in front of them was unbelievable!

I even suspect that Zhao Yang is still not a human being, no matter how strong the amount of alcohol a normal person is, who can be like Zhao Yang, who can continue to fill the third bottle without pressure after pouring two bottles of 53 degrees Moutai in one breath?

"Awesome! Tsk, this amount of alcohol is not an exaggeration to call it a god of wine! ”

At this time, even the guests at the other table across the aisle couldn't help but marvel at this scene.

"Just rush this amount of alcohol, if you go to sales or work in government agencies, then the 'future' is definitely great!"

Another person couldn't help but sigh with a bit of ridicule.

Among the people present who saw this scene at this time, the only one who could still maintain calm and calm was undoubtedly Mu Qinglan. She is very aware of Zhao Yang's situation, and knows that this little wine is naturally difficult for Zhao Yang, so she looks very calm from beginning to end, sitting on the side and watching Zhao Yang drink, in her eyes, that provocative Zhang Bo is purely looking for her own death!

Just him, dare to fight with Zhao Yang? Hmph, I just don't know whether to live or die!

Mu Qinglan snorted very arrogantly in her heart, and was even more disdainful of Zhang Bo. In her heart, Zhao Yang is simply omnipotent!

"Appeal ......"

After a moment, Zhao Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the wine bottle in his hand was empty again.

Putting down the wine bottle casually, Zhao Yang glanced at Zhang Bo with a bit of a joke, didn't speak, just smiled faintly, and reached out to take the other bottle of wine opened by the waiter just now in his hand, and then continued to pour it without saying a word......

"Xiao, Xiaobo, I, I think it's better not to, don't compare with him anymore, okay?" At this time, Zhang Bo's mother couldn't help but bring a trace of trilling when she spoke.

She was really a little frightened by Zhao Yang's drinking. Seeing that Zhao Yang still didn't look drunk after drinking three bottles of wine in a row, if his son continued to drink with him, he would definitely go straight to the hospital lying down later.

"Yes, Xiaobo, isn't it just a drink, there are more people who drink a lot in this world, and you can't win all of them, right? Besides, it's not a big deal to be able to drink, and it's not a big skill. ”

Over there, Zhang Shaofen also began to find a staircase for his nephew. completely lost the self-righteous attitude of squeezing Zhao Yang at the beginning.

In fact, not only Zhang Bo's mother and Zhang Shaofen were frightened by Zhao Yang's drinking, but Zhang Bo himself was also a little dumbfounded at this time.

Although his wine is rising now, he is not completely confused, he knows his current situation very well, and he can barely fill another one-third to half a bottle at most, and after pouring it, he will definitely have to turn it right here.

However, looking at Zhao Yang's situation, he had no pressure at all to finish the fourth bottle of wine, and he could even continue to drink it!

At this time, hearing the words of his mother and aunt Zhang Shaofen, Zhang Bo also began to retreat in his heart. It's just that he still can't throw himself down and admit defeat, so he seems a little hesitant.

When Zhang Bo hesitated, the fourth bottle of wine in Zhao Yang's hand had already been drunk. Wiping a handful of wine stains from the corners of his mouth, Zhao Yang put the wine bottle on the table, glanced at Zhang Bo, then turned his head to the waiter next to him and said, "Waiter, help open another bottle of wine for this gentleman!" ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Yang set his eyes on Zhang Bo again, clasped his hands on his chest, and said lightly: "I have finished drinking the two bottles of wine, and now this bottle is yours, drink it!" ”

While Zhao Yang was talking, the waiter handed a bottle of wine that had just been opened to Zhang Bo...... (To be continued......)