"Punching, what is recorded in that book, why have I never heard of it?" Feng Xiaodi asked in surprise, he thought he had read a lot of books, and he really hadn't heard of this custom.

"You don't know this, boxing is a game invented by our people, and playing this game while drinking is very helpful to elevate the atmosphere and enhance the relationship between each other."

Ling Hao talked about it, in this world, the drinking culture has just emerged, and naturally there is no means of fist fighting.

But in the earth of the previous life, as a Chinese person, Ling Hao did not suffer at the wine table, he remembered that the most fierce time to drink was when he went to college with a few classmates.

They learn to code, and they like to get together for drinks when they don't have anything to do all day. At that time, one of his classmates was from Shandong, and he could drink it for a long time, and he often drank all the roommates in the dormitory by himself. The roommate was out of tricks, everyone got together, practiced hard boxing techniques, and then they finally defeated Shandong classmates once, and it was after that time that he learned to draw boxing.

Looking back now, the time was really carefree, and the feelings of the students were the most sincere. It's just that later, after leaving college, there is alcohol, but no one can get drunk.

"Oh? And this kind of game, let's hear it. "The Feng family is all alcoholics due to the practice of the fire element exercises, and they usually drink straight up.

It's okay to see someone you like or admire to toast to death, but not everyone can drink like them, and they also have the pain of not being able to drink with others.

Over time, they also feel that drinking like this is also very bland, and if there is really a game to arouse people's interest in drinking, it must be excellent.

Now that Ling Hao said that, several people suddenly became interested, so they asked Ling Hao to talk about the rules of boxing.

This move played into Ling Hao's hands, and let him fight with a group of drunken maniacs, which was simply killing him. It's better to introduce them to familiar territory and then defeat them with a lot of experience.

Subsequently, Ling Hao explained in detail to Feng Yan'er's elder brothers the process and rules of boxing.

Everyone is a monk, and learning this knowledge is naturally a rapid progress, and it doesn't even need Ling Hao to explain it a second time, Feng Yan'er's five elder brothers have learned it. Even Feng Gang on the side kept in mind the set of theories that Ling Hao said.

"Wonderful, why didn't we think of this method, and we don't have to think of any persuasion words in the future." Feng Xiaojun said that they don't read much, and they have to think for a long time if they want to persuade them to drink.

"Come, Brother Ling, let's practice." Feng Xiaojun was the first to find Ling Hao to draw a fist.

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, but if you say that you lose, you will be punished for drinking."

"Afraid of a ball, come!" Feng Xiaojun said with a proud face.

Ling Hao naturally wouldn't refuse, he was a master of boxing, how could he be afraid of this group of budding newcomers.

And Feng Yan'er's brother naturally won't be afraid, spirits are boiled water for them, and drinking a few more bowls is nothing. There were five or six of them, and if one of them won Ling Hao three times, he would have to fall here.

"Hello brothers, three-star photos, five leaders, six or six shun, ......"

"Haha, I won, you drink!" Ling Hao won the first time.

"I lost, this bowl of wine, I admit punishment!"

Feng Xiaojun saw that he had lost, and he didn't care, so he took three sips and drank a bowl of wine.

"Fourth brother massive!" Ling Hao praised.

"There, I'm not familiar with the rules just now, I'm here this time, I'll definitely win you." Feng Xiaojun wiped the wine stains on his mouth and said angrily.

"Okay, Ling will definitely sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman." Ling Hao was naturally not afraid.

The two couldn't help but say goodbye, and they fought again, but how could an honest person like Feng Xiaojun be able to fight Ling Hao, an old fritter.

Ling Hao could even rely on the action of his punches to determine what kind of punch he made. He was changing the number in his own hand according to the number in the other person's hand.

In this way, it is always Ling Hao who wins, and sure enough, in less than three minutes, Feng Xiaojun lost three times in a row, and also dried three bowls of spirits in a row.

"Fourth brother, it's not okay to drink like this, why don't we slow down?" Ling Hao was afraid that something would go wrong with Feng Xiaojun drinking so much, so he persuaded him.

"Come less, it's true that my alcohol consumption is fake, don't you continue to play with me, don't stop!" Feng Xiaojun not only did not listen to Ling Hao's persuasion, but continued to fight with Ling Hao.

Ling Hao couldn't resist him, so he could only be tough with him, but he was afraid that Feng Xiaojun would have some problems, so he would lose intentionally or unintentionally, and let Feng Xiaojun slow down.

"Hey, you're losing, drink, drink." Feng Xiaojun was extremely happy when he won once, forcing Ling Hao to drink the wine in front of him.

Ling Hao was also bold and smothered directly, attracting praise.

But Ling Hao immediately found out that he was wrong, Feng Xiaojun was really massive, he drank fifty or sixty bowls of liquor before he could be drunk, and Ling Hao poured five or six bowls of liquor into his stomach because of his soft heart, and his stomach was very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, at this time, his hegemony has recovered a little, and he can hold on. The two crossed more than a dozen times, and Feng Xiaojun finally couldn't hold back and fell drunk on the wine table.

But before Ling Hao could be happy, Guan Feng Xiaotian picked it up again. Ling Hao looked at Feng Xiaodi behind Feng Xiaotian, Feng Xiaoqin, and the three brothers of Feng Xiaoshi, his liver couldn't help but tremble, and he quietly handed Feng Yan'er a look for help.

"Yan'er save me!"

Of course, Feng Yan'er felt sorry for Ling Hao, but Ling Hao usually looked like he was confident in what he did, but now he was so deflated, he looked really comfortable.

So, in the face of Ling Hao's request for help, Feng Yan'er twisted her head to the side and pretended to look around at the scenery.

Faced with Feng Yan'er's refusal to save him, Ling Hao secretly swore in his heart.

"Fuck, when the labor and management marry you home, you must be served by the family law, and you will be slapped dozens of times on your ass!"

In this way, Ling Hao was in pain and drank with Feng Yan'er's brothers.

Feng Yan'er's elder brothers are really fierce, everyone has a huge amount of seventy or eighty bowls, and Ling Hao doesn't dare to win all the time, so he will definitely be violent for cheating.

The path he chose was to be completed on his knees, and in desperation, Ling Hao could only use the most extreme way to freeze the ratio of wins and losses at 1 to 10.

After the crossing, who is fighting for wine may be the only one. I don't dare to write like this, but this may be the real life of the other world.

Crossing should not only have a bloody journey to break the sky, but also have the blandness of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. At this moment, Ling Hao was full of emotion, but his Dao heart became more and more clear.

In his eyes, he is no longer in a hurry to pursue the Great Dao of Cultivation and compete for hegemony for the Nine Heavens, but will slow down his heart and calm down. Take a closer look at the scenery on the road, because she is indeed beautiful.

In the end, Ling Hao even gave up the means of cheating, and relied on his experience to fight with Fenggang.

In the end, he was still drunk by the old Fenggang, but Fenggang's evaluation of him was also extremely high.

"With the strength of one person, drink down my five sons, yes, this son-in-law is really good."

After getting drunk, Ling did not choose to sleep in the place where the Feng family stayed, but returned to the Xianlai Inn with the support of Feng Yan'er.

When they returned to the Xianlai Inn, it was already late at night, but there was a beautiful white figure standing at the door of the Xianlai Inn.

She was graceful, looking lonely and beautiful in the night, her eyes kept looking at the way she came, waiting for the return in her heart.

When Feng Yan'er appeared at the end of the street with Ling Hao in her arms, her beautiful face bloomed like a lotus flower.