Only Dai Cha smiled, and everyone else held their breath and didn't dare to move.

"Second round." Raising her left hand quickly, the reflexes of Bale or Ollie were not inferior to hers, and they did not have any difficulty raising their hands.

"Third round." Now put down their hands, and the two of them also lowered their hands.

"Fourth round."

Jin Chao turned and walked to the long table, and sat directly back in his seat, "Please sit back in your seat, Marquis Ollie can sit next to me." ”

Ollie sat down as she instructed, and Balak quickly took his seat.

"Fifth round." Jin Chao reached out and picked up the black bottle without any labels.

Even without a label, it is evident that this unique bottle has a strong wine flavor...... It was Balak himself who had brought the wine that had made Ollie a few days earlier.

Ollie's face turned pale, but now that the matter was over, he didn't intend to back down.

He stiffened himself and picked up the other bottles of the same style, and Baller looked at him playfully and picked up another bottle himself.

Xihe complained in a low voice: "Uncle has brought too much." ”

Vanessa asked uneasily, "What do you want to do today?"

"Sixth round." Today, he poured the wine into a cup that Balak had always thought was too small.

Baller poured the wine, and Ollie, though stiffened for a moment, immediately did the same, but his expression began to grow a little anxious.

"Seventh round." I put up a wine glass.

Bale did so very simply, and Ollie raised his glass as if he had made up his mind.

"Round eight, cheers."

Bale: "Cheers." ”

Ollie: "...... Cup. ”

With the present day when the cup was full of wine, the two also held the wine glass and said.

"Ninth round." Cheers in one gulp today.

Balak drank the wine from his glass as if he were boiling water, and Ollie closed his eyes and swallowed the liquor like a child who was forced to eat something he hated.

He gasped for air, the burning sensation in his throat, and the wine that quickly rose to his head, making his upright and white face instantly redden.

Still, Ollie held the empty cup desperately and stared at Jin, ready for the next round.

Balak was usually very fond of this wine, and it was the size of the small glass that he himself complained about, so he didn't react in particular, just looked at the present with a "what are you going to do next" expression.

Not only the two of them, but everyone in the room focused their eyes on Jinchao.

He put the empty cup to his lips and spit out the wine in his mouth.

"Round 10, it's over." Wipe the corners of your mouth and smile slightly.

Balak and Oliden were dumbfounded, how could they spit out the wine they had drunk?

In addition to the two of them, everyone with very different personalities was also stunned at the same time: "......" Uh, it's a little disgusting.

"Can't you imitate them? So...... I won ......" at the end of the victory declaration, which became blurred.

Even if it's just a little bit, I'm still drinking that sake today.

Although the reaction did not seem as obvious as Ollie's, her cheeks turned red as well, and she couldn't help but shake her head, trying to stay awake.

"Jian Xun!" Sihe narrowly catches Jinchao, who almost fell to the side.

Out of reflex action, Sikh has not yet come back to his senses.

Balak looked at Sih and suddenly laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Hahaha...... Worthy of Jian Xun, no wonder it will fascinate the infamous tyrant Count! ”

He mocked Xihe without a trace, and at the same time smiled at Ou Li, who was lying on the table, "We all lost, right, Young Master Ou?" ”

Dycha, who was on the side, also sat on the ground and laughed loudly, while Rohr rebuked him in a low voice.

"Shut up!" Ollie turned back to Bale, his drunken eyes flickering.