Chapter 8: A Thousand Cups Don't Get Drunk

Ah Bing didn't have the ability to see inside, and he didn't know that the moment the bead was contaminated with the smell of wine, it would be like a whirlpool to consume it.

He just felt like he had eaten a Snickers.

Take a look.

Well, it's time for the action!

He glanced at Qin Lan indifferently:

"Sister Lan, don't worry, I'm in the village, but I don't get drunk with a thousand cups."

As soon as the words fell, the three people on the other side looked at each other and raised their glasses at the same time.

"Brother Bing, meet for the first time, meet friends with wine, come and have a drink!"

Three filled cups were handed to Ah Bing.

But he is not afraid at all, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth.

Within a moment, he drank Mr. Wang's two sturdy subordinates to the table.

Mr. Qiao has been watching coldly from the side, and when he saw this kid calmly and with an amazing amount of alcohol, he couldn't help but look at him twice.

But the fat man here is getting more and more anxious.

Seeing that Ah Bing was not good at stubble, he simply picked up the cup again and went straight to Mr. Qiao.

"Mr. Qiao, don't let your subordinates drink all the time, let's talk about the two of us......"

But halfway through the words, Ah Bing filled another cup and blocked in front of Mr. Qiao.

"Big cousin, let's drink first!"

No beeps, no rhetoric.

Just one word, drink!

A soldier with a wine glass is like a god of war.

Mr. Wang saw that he really ran into a hard idea, and his face was slightly angry:

"I'm looking for Mr. Qiao to drink, what's the matter with your driver, get out of the way!"

But Ah Bing smiled cheekily.

"Big cousin, you're out of sight."

"Can we use our identities to talk about the relationship between cousins on the outside?"

Mr. Qiao was happy to see the excitement, and picked up his hand next to him:

"Mr. Wang, your little brother is so enthusiastic, you can have a few drinks with him."

"I'm done drinking, I'll pay it back today, I'm busy."

"If you don't pay it back, I'll have to ask a lawyer to drink with you next time......"

Hearing her say this, Wang Fatzi knew that he couldn't rely on it today.

But even if he can't get rid of it, he has to clean up this bad kid.

I saw him put down his wine glass and waved his big hand.

"Waiter, bring ten bottles of wine!"

Soon, ten bottles of liquor were neatly placed on the table.

Wang Fatzi sat in the middle of his subordinates and looked at the opposite side coldly.

"Brother Bing, I'm really happy that my brother can sit and drink with you today."

"Let's not talk so much, brother knows that you are also doing things for Mr. Qiao, and I don't want to embarrass you more."

"Brother owes Mr. Qiao 30 million now, there are ten bottles of wine here, you drink one bottle, brother will pay back 3 million, and pay it back on the spot, what do you think?"

Ten bottles of wine, that's a full ten catties.

A soldier drank a few people, but it was only three catties.

At present, Wang Fatzi got ten bottles, which was clearly a scoundrel and wanted to drink Ah Bing to death.

Mr. Qiao frowned on the spot, knocked on the table and said:

"Wang Ba, it is natural to repay debts."

"What do you mean by this?"

Wang Fatzi shrugged: "It's not interesting, I'll be honest, now I'm a bad life, whoever has a good relationship with me will pay back someone's money first." ”

"If Brother Ah Bing drinks this wine today, then he will be my brother, my brother's money, I promise to be the first to pay it back!"

"Nonsense!"

Mr. Qiao snorted, but Ah Bing next to him suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on the wine bottle.

"Brother, that's what you said."

With a smile on his face, he really wanted to do ten bottles for the company in one go.

Qin Lan saw that something was wrong, and stretched out her hand to stop him:

"Bing, you're crazy!"

"So much wine, you'll die of drinking!"

But at this moment, Ah Bing only cares about the hand she puts on her wrist.

Although Qin Lan is in her thirties and divorced, she is unusually well maintained because of her wealth.

The little hands, thin and soft, are the same as the feeling of holding hands in the first love.

"Sister Lan, a thousand cups are not drunk."

Ah Bing spit out a sentence chic and indifferently.

Then, lift the cap.

Fifty-two degrees of the old cellar, coo-dong began to pour into the mouth!

The people in the audience were stunned, and even the two bodyguards behind Mr. Qiao, who were always silent, couldn't help but move their eyes slightly.

Those who can blow liquor bottles on the spot are all fierce people.

Blowing ten bottles in a row, that's even more fairy!

The people in the room looked at Ah Bing dumbfounded, picking up one bottle and putting one bottle down.

But no one noticed.

Ah Bing drank and quietly observed everyone.

"Damn, isn't this thing just like water, why do you look at me like that......"

He didn't know what others thought, anyway, Ah Bing didn't feel how he drank.

Soon.

In the shock of everyone's eyes, Ah Bing put down the tenth empty bottle.

Stable in shape, just a wine burp.

He looked at the other side, still smiling:

"Big cousin, what do you say?"