“…… The Shining Stars United Guard recently defeated the famous Star Pirate Butcher's Knife on the Alpha Nebula, inflicting heavy damage on its main fleet......"

The news was playing on a huge screen, but almost no one in the room cared about it.

Each of them stared at the wine table in front of them in amazement, as if the two people sitting there were not ordinary human beings, but wine vat in human skin.

There, Bado touched the sweat on his head, and he sent a text message to the people above the Shining Star, meaning to ask them to call a little more money.

He didn't expect the two guys in front of him to be so able to drink, and Bado really doubted that he had enough money to pay now.

"Wow, are these two guys monsters?"

"I feel like I'm pretty good even if I can drink half of it, and the two of them drank so much......"

"Is the front desk ready for hangover medicine, wait a while, these two guys are alcoholic, don't forget to give them a shot."

"Oh, I feel like my money might be running down the drain!"

The people around him were secretly babbling there, and the two guys in front of them were so good at drinking that there were already a lot of bottles of wine next to the two of them, and it was estimated that the bartender would be able to pile these things into a small mountain if he had the leisure to do so.

The bartender was also in a quandary right now - although it was good for him to drink like this, the more these two guys drank, the more commission he could earn.

But he's a bartender who works part-time as a bartender! He is also dignified! No matter what kind of drink you take out, you can't pour it into the two people in front of you, isn't this questioning his strength?

"One more drink."

"Please continue."

The two guys in front of them slapped the empty wine glasses again, and said to the bartender without any color on their faces.

The bartender's face twitched slightly, he laughed dryly, and he didn't bother to mix bartends, so he directly took the strongest wine in the store and handed it to the two people in front of him.

Seriously, he wanted to just take the industrial alcohol and try it to see if he could pour down the two guys in front of him.

Han Mu took the wine glass over there, and he looked at the man there with a little surprise - this man is simply a monster, this guy has nothing to do with so much alcohol, could it be that he brewed it in the alcohol tank?

Han Mu has been dead for a long time, and the rest of the drinks are basically disposed of by the bracelet, he is only responsible for tasting the taste of the wine, and everything else has nothing to do with him.

Han Mu felt that the drinks he had drunk just now were already bigger than his stomach, and if he really fought with this guy, it was very likely that he would get a stomach perforation before he was poisoned by alcohol.

But this guy in front of him has no auxiliary means at all, he just keeps drinking.

This man is really powerful, he can drink like this with his flesh and there is nothing unusual at all, he is really a monster-like character.

Han Mu thought that he would admit defeat directly after drinking this cup, anyway, if he really fought for wine, he would have lost a long time ago, and he was a little embarrassed to drink it like this.

He was angry with this man at first, and now that the wine has reached this point, it is not interesting to continue fighting.

He's very generous, really!

So Han Mu planned to raise his glass and drink it all directly, and then said domineeringly: "I lost!" ”

But just when Han Mu was about to make this move, the man over there "snapped" the wine glass, which directly scared Han Mu.

How? Could it be that this person feels like he can't drink it and wants to fight?

Han Mu looked at this person's posture and almost subconsciously thought of this.

As soon as he looked at that guy's five big and three thick arms, Han Mu felt that he was very likely to not be able to beat this man......

But in fact, Han Mu was obviously thinking too much, and the man just burped.

"Good boy, I've never drunk so much!"

This brother who is five big and three thick, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, but is not at all beautiful, laughed there and slapped the table twice.

His strength was really not small, and you can see that the table buzzed directly.

Han Mu didn't doubt at all that if this person used a little more strength, then this table would fall apart.

"Okay, stop drinking! I lost! Ha ha! ”

Han Mu really felt what it meant to be like a loud bell this time, the bearded man was laughing there, and Han Mu felt like his ears were going to be deaf when he sat next to him.

Han Mu rubbed his ears there, looking at the man in front of him with a surprised face, he hadn't seen that this man had any feeling of being drunk yet, but why did he suddenly admit defeat?

"Don't look at me like that," the man laughed again, and Han Mu felt his ears hurt even more, "I really can't continue to drink, if I have time, I will continue to drink with you." It's rare to find a drinking buddy like you, how can I throw in the towel so easily? ”

The man stood up, shook his arm, and shouted, "Rejoice!" ”

Han Mu looked at this man, and those bandits in the inferior TV series subconsciously popped up in his mind - he didn't expect that there were really people with this kind of temperament in reality.

"Wow, something else, if you don't drink it, we'll lose the money."

"Drink more, drink more!"

The shopkeepers next to him began to make a fuss, but the man didn't care about them at all, he whispered a few words directly to the bartender, and then looked at Bado over there with a smile, and said, "You have a treat for these wines, I don't have that much money on me now." ”

"Of course."

Bado didn't say much, the money he won this time was almost enough to pay for the wine, and he didn't have to pay any money himself.

It's all this bunch of guys in the tavern who have a treat.

The man smiled, then walked towards the private room in the back.

Seeing that the lively group of guys saw that this one didn't continue, they all broke up, leaving only a few guys who had won the bet there to happily share the money.

Han Mu looked at the man who had left, he frowned slightly, and then soothed again.

"What's wrong, Han Mu?"

The bracelet seemed to sense that something was wrong with Han Mu, and it asked curiously there.

"It's nothing," Han Mu shook his head, he propped up his chin, then grabbed his hair, his squinted eyes opened a little, and then closed again, "Forget it, it's nothing." ”