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Qin Lang and Shen Shaoqing glanced at each other and smiled tacitly.

"Say, how do you bet?"

Jin Xianjun's face was gloomy, and he always felt as if he had fallen for Shen Shaoqing and Qin Lang.

But after thinking about it carefully, although his alcohol consumption is really not as good as Hu Yingjun, it should be more than enough compared to Qin Lang, so he is relieved.

"Ten jars, compared to speed, the first one to drink it will win. ”

Qin Lang said.

"I've drunk ten jars, and you haven't drunk a drop in front of you, in this case, isn't it that I'm more at a loss?

Kim Hyun-joon sneered.

The eyes of everyone present flickered.

That's right!

Jin Xianjun had already drunk ten altars, and now Qin Lang wanted to compare with him, which was equivalent to drinking ten jars less.

Even if Qin Lang really won, he would be opportunistic and despised.

"That's right. ”

Qin Lang thought so: "Then you drink ten altars, and I drink twenty altars, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked incredulous.

Even if Jin Xianjun can still drink it, but with a ratio of twenty to ten, as long as you have a little brain, you can think that Qin Lang can't be faster than Jin Xianjun at all?

This is equivalent to Jin Xianjun drinking one jar, and Qin Lang must drink two jars to barely tie.

It's fine to drink it once, but if you drink it ten times, even if you drink it fast, it will definitely slow down later.

In this way, isn't it a loss?

"Second Shao, no matter how strong Qin Lang's martial arts strength is, he may not necessarily win with such a bet, right?"

Hu Yingjun questioned uncertainly.

"I believe in him. ”

Shen Shaoqing's face did not change, and he said firmly.

Looking at Shen Shaoqing, who seemed to be strategizing, Hu Yingjun pursed his lips and fell silent.

Although he didn't know why Shen Shaoqing believed in Qin Lang so much, he also understood that since Shen Shaoqing was so sure, then Qin Lang was definitely prepared.

The Money Gang guards sneered.

No one knows the amount of alcohol Kim Hyun-jun drinks better than them.

He is not one of the best in Jiangnan City, but ordinary people are not his opponents at all.

But Kim Hyun-joon's greatest strength is not the amount of alcohol, but the speed of drinking.

Ordinary people drink a jar of wine, and they can get a cup of tea at the earliest, but Kim Hyun-jun can drink it up with only half a cup of tea at most.

This kind of speed is also one of the few among the younger generation, otherwise it would not be compared with Hu Yingjun in the front.

Qin Lang now dares to use such a quantitative ratio to compare his speed with Jin Xianjun, he simply doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

"Are you sure you want to do that?"

Kim Hyun-joon asked mockingly, with the corners of his mouth hooked.

"Where is all this nonsense?"

Qin Lang waved his hand impatiently: "If you want to compare, you can compare, if you don't compare, you will leave the money, and apologize by the way." ”

"Okay, since you're obsessed, then I'll play with you. ”

Kim Hyun-jun's eyes showed disdain, the Qiankun ring flashed on his fingers, and a thick stack of golden tickets appeared in his hand.

After counting carefully, Jin Xianjun said: "A total of two million .98 million, no loss, right?"

"Yes. ”

Qin Lang nodded.

Kim Hyun-jun also threw the golden ticket on the ground, and said with a sad smile: "It's a rare honor to meet you, why don't you play bigger, what do you think?"

Say. ”

The corners of Qin Lang's mouth lifted.

"We drink burnt knives. ”

Kim Hyun-joon said with a smile.

"Wow......"

As soon as the voice fell, the people present gasped.

What kind of wine is yakiniku knife?

It was a high-purity soju, with a minimum of seventy-eight degrees, and it was remarkable that an ordinary martial artist could drink one jar.

Those who can drink three altars are already very powerful, and if they can drink five altars, they are basically unconscious.

No matter how good the amount of alcohol is, it can only barely hold on at best.

Even Hu Yingjun, who is known as a thousand cups and is not drunk, usually does not dare to try it easily, and at most he has a few drinks.

"Yes. ”

Qin Lang's jaw.

Naturally, he knew about this wine as well.

This wine is the worst and cheapest sorghum wine in the world.

Warriors with status don't care about it at all, and only some ordinary people who are shy in their pockets will buy it.

Compare the wine on the earth, this is actually a few dollars a pound of two pots many years ago.

It's just that the degree is higher than that of the second pot!

Kim Hyun-joon's intentions are obvious!

Even if Kim Hyun-jun can't drink so much, in his own eyes, even if he can really drink twenty jars, when the time comes, his body will be burned by a high degree of alcohol, and it is not a matter of whether he can survive or not.

At that time, even if Kim Hyun-joon didn't finish drinking, he could take advantage of this to announce the final result of this gamble.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

Jin Xianjun sneered and shouted at Hu Yingjun.

Hu Yingjun raised his eyebrows and glanced at the five guys dressed as juniors behind him.

"Yes. ”

The juniors understood and walked to the back kitchen.

After two minutes, a full thirty jars of ten-pound burning knives were placed in the middle of Qin Lang and Jin Xianjun.

Looking at the jars of brown wine neatly placed on the ground, everyone present subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"No referee, you drink first, I'll follow. ”

Qin Lang picked up a jar of burning knives with one hand and spoke.

"Okay, it's refreshing. ”

Jin Xianjun hugged the wine jar with both hands: "Then I'm not welcome, let's do it first as a respect." ”

After speaking, he aimed his mouth at the wine jar and poured it with a grunt.

"Why didn't Qin Lang drink it first?"

"That's right, this kind of comparison, if you don't drink it first, isn't it slower in speed?"

"Twenty to ten, no matter how much you drink, I don't think it's possible to win, Qin Lang is really going to lose this time. ”

"Yes, there is no rule in front of me whether drunk is considered a win, even if Jin Xianjun's alcohol consumption is not the best, but he drinks very quickly, if he finishes drinking, won't Qin Lang lose?"

——

Just as Kim Hyun-joon was holding the wine jar and drinking, the people around him whispered.

They weren't very optimistic about Qin Lang, and they were still in the case of letting Kim Hyun-jun drink first.

Since it's more than speed, it's even more important to hurry up.

How could it be like Qin Lang and let Kim Hyun Joon take a step first?

"Second Shao, what does Qin Lang want to do?"

Seeing that Jin Xianjun was about to drink more than half of it, and Qin Lang, who was still not moving, Hu Yingjun became anxious.

"Do you think he's going to joke with his life?"

Shen Shaoqing's eyes were solemn, but his mouth was extremely relaxed.

In fact......

He didn't know what Qin Lang had in mind.

It's just that he knows Qin Lang too well.

Every time Qin Lang made some suspicious moves, the final result would surprise everyone.

Hu Yingjun didn't say a word.

Since Shen Shaoqing is so confident, it is not his turn to worry about it at all.

"Wow, I'm done drinking a jar. ”

Nearly twelve minutes later, an exclamation rang out from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw that Kim Hyun-joon stopped drinking and turned the wine jar in his hand upside down: "There is not a drop left." ”

Putting the wine jar on the ground, Kim Hyun-jun wiped a handful of wine stains from his mouth, smacked his mouth, and said with his usual face: "What's the matter?

"Don't worry, I won't run, and I won't cheat. ”

Qin Lang carried the wine jar and smiled faintly.

Jin Xianjun frowned, didn't pay any attention to Qin Lang, continued to pick up the second jar of wine, and began to drink.

In his opinion, Qin Lang's slow devouring behavior was no different from looking for death.

As long as he drank a few more jars, when the time came, even if Qin Lang wanted to catch up, it would be too late.

This gamble ......

He's going to win!

Fifteen minutes later, Kim Hyun-joon put down the wine jar and picked up the third jar......

After another eighteen minutes, he picked up the fourth altar again......

As time passed, Kim Hyun-jun drank the four altars of burning knives without changing his face, and started the fifth altar again......

On the other hand, Qin Lang, from the beginning to now, has not begun to want to catch up with Kim Hyun-jun, and the whole audience is in turmoil-

"Qin Lang, what the hell do you want to do?"

"Wait, wait any longer, and your life will be gone. ”

"I think Qin Lang knew early on that he was going to lose, so he wasn't ready to drink from the beginning. ”

"Not necessarily, Qin Lang is also a celebrity, is it not in his style to play tricks like this?"

——

Everyone looked at Qin Lang with a calm face, and their eyes changed and changed.

They couldn't figure out what Qin Lang was doing, and they couldn't guess what trick Qin Lang was playing.

"Let the five altars first......?"

At this moment, Hu Yingjun suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Seeing Hu Yingjun laughing like a fool, Shen Shaoqing's face was full of puzzlement.

"I finally know what Qin Lang is thinking. ”

Hu Yingjun smiled mysteriously.

(End of chapter)

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