The wine is as ruddy as blood, and a sip into the throat warms the heart.

A glass of wine, drinking it, the glass was a little ruddy left, and the two sat opposite each other, staring slightly.

There were a few wine bottles next to the table, and the two had already drunk a lot of wine, and there was no intention of stopping, they had already decided, and whoever was drunk would pay.

Since then, the two have been out of control, and the two began to drink desperately, and they would not pay for the killing.

Drinking so far, the cost of Berry is not a small number, Rao is two people, and he doesn't want to give money.

If you lose, you don't lose, that's the most important thing, I can give money, but I can't lose momentum.

"Throw in the towel, Bartholomi, you're really no match for me when it comes to drinking."

The eagle despises and is very evil.

"Drink, don't talk nonsense."

"Boom." Clink glasses, drink.

After a sip, their faces turned red, and the two of them were full of alcohol, and if they continued to drink, one of them must have fallen.

The two glanced at each other, and had a rough idea in their hearts, and they were still a little close, the other party was going to fall, I had to hold on, and I couldn't lose.

The thoughts that popped up invariably aroused their fighting spirit, and their eyes lit up.

"Come on, drink again."

"Whoever is afraid of whom, drink."

"Boom."

The glass made a crisp glass sound when it touched, and the wine inside shook, tilted up, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Taste and die.

Husband, drink refreshingly, and don't be cowardly.

After taking a bite, the eyes of the two began to be in a trance, and there was a brief dizziness, and the heat rose.

Exhaling deeply, the smell of wine filled the surroundings, and no one dared to approach the two of them, and the guests who came in from time to time saw them and wanted to come and look for trouble.

When they saw Hawkeye's knife, they retreated.

The boss sat in the distance, quietly watching the two, and brought a large amount of wine to the two at one time, and never came over, he knew that no matter how much wine he had, it would not be as good as his own life.

He didn't want to be killed for no reason, when the time came, the money would be gone, and his life would be gone.

"When will I get bigger, these two people have been drinking all afternoon, and I'm almost out of wine."

The wine is almost gone, mainly because it hurts to see the money disappear like flowing water.

I thought it was a big customer, but who knows, there are two tigers here, and I can't offend.

"Hurry up and leave, I don't need any money."

I just hope they don't drink anymore and leave quickly, he won't ask for their money.

This prayer was not answered.

The two rested for a while, squinting and staring at each other.

"It's just a little money, what you have, why bother."

Hawkeye shook his head and said with disdain: "The last time I had a treat, this time, it should be your turn anyway, are you afraid?" ”

Disdain, contempt.

The bear's temper tantrum came up, and he raised his glass and nodded at Hawkeye.

We are activists, we don't say pretending, you and I pretending to be coercive, you can, drink this glass.

"You're drunk."

"No, it's you drunk, Mihawk, admit defeat, you open your mouth to admit defeat, drink money, I can give you a hundred berry."

A hundred berries, isn't it enough for them to buy tissues to wipe their butts?

"Guy who slammed the door, this time, I'm going to let you pay anyway."

I can't get used to it, no matter how I look at this person, I feel disgusted, I don't give money, no matter what I do, he won't pay.

I had never seen such a brazen person, and Hawkeye thought that at their level, such a person would not appear.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change.

"Drink."

"Drink."

The momentum came up, and it was stuffed in one gulp, and the second cup followed, and the third cup was followed.

Drank three more glasses.

The two of you come and go, you clink glasses, I clink glasses, no one wants to be one step behind.

Vertigo, that's there, admitting defeat, is impossible.

One more drink, the two of them couldn't drink any more, put down their glasses, and gasped.

"Bartholome, are you really going to force each other like this?"

Is it necessary for you and me to kill each other?

Money, don't you have a lot? This little money is a drop in the bucket for him.

Xiong shook his head and said drunkly: "No, no, Mihawk, you are wrong, money, you can't give it, either you give money, or you admit defeat." ”

Neither, he didn't want Hawkeye to laugh.

"You ......."

Hawkeye was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword, this man was shameless, but he couldn't do anything.

Let's fight, once the two fight, this island may be destroyed in their hands.

Have a good meeting, a chat meeting, there is no need to fight.

"Okay, good, Bartholome, I'm fighting today, either you die or I live."

"That's what I said."

The momentum cannot be weak.

The two almost stood up, slapped the table and yelled, the two of them are face-saving people, and they can't be drunk.

Calm down, drink not impulsively.

"Boom." "Bang."

Drink, clink glasses.

Things returned to the original point, the two of them drank without saying a word, you pour wine, I pour wine.

You toast, I drink, I toast, you drink.

They are proving everything with their actions, not talking, not talking nonsense.

I don't even have time to look at each other, and I spend all my time drinking.

"By the way, don't you don't drink?"

The amount of alcohol is okay, exceeding Eagle Eye's estimate.

The bear began to dodge his gaze, and said weakly: "Rarely drink, not that you can't drink." ”

The left hand pressed under the body, and the damn dizzy feeling popped out, the wine under the stomach, but about the same as white water.

If you drink too much white water, you don't feel good.

He didn't dare to make too many moves, and popped out little by little, and was discovered by Hawkeye, and the matter was big.

Fortunately, so far, he has not found out.

"Are you playing tricks?"

The more he panicked, the more problematic it was, staring at the bear with eagle eyes.

"No, how is that possible? Am I like that? ”

Hawkeye thought for a moment and nodded directly: "It's not like, it is." ”

Then he said: "Bartholomi Bear, drink when you drink, what does it mean to play tricks?" Isn't it just giving money? Don't you have any money to invite me to drink? ”

The contempt was even stronger, and he had already determined in his heart that this person must be playing tricks.

Otherwise, according to the amount of alcohol he drinks, how can he drink more than him, you must know that you drink every day, no matter what kind of alcohol, it is not a problem to drink from morning to afternoon and then to evening.

"Mihawk, what do you mean?"

The momentum can't be weak, the bear tells himself that he can't be weak, and once you admit it, the money costs a lot.

You can't gnaw on this dead mouse, you have to be calm, you have to be calm.

"What do I mean, can't you see it? Give it money. ”

Hawkeye's sharp eyes stared at the bear, and his tone was unmistakable.

As if the superior was giving orders to the subordinate and not allowing him to refuse, Xiong rolled his eyes helplessly and shook his head: "No, no, it is appropriate to drink and give money, but I don't give it, if you are not convinced, continue to drink." ”

“……。” Hawkeye saw his shamelessness again.

The world is shameless for ten points, and Bartholomie bears have nine and a half points.

(End of chapter)