Song Feng withdrew his hand and closed the box door unhurriedly.

When I opened the box, there were twelve bottles of high-grade liquor neatly stacked inside.

Song Feng took out six of the bottles, placed them in front of himself and Mr. Bai, and said, "Mr. Bai, my girlfriend said that you like to drink the most, and now that she is drunk, I will accompany you to drink."

"Red wine is something that women drink, we men should drink white wine, come on, come on, I'll do it first as respect, after I drink it, it's your turn next."

Without waiting for Mr. Bai to speak, Song Feng opened a bottle of liquor and drank the bottle of wine in one go.

"Oh my God! What the hell is this kid coming from, and how can he drink so much?"

Mr. Bai looked at Song Feng in front of him in amazement.

A bottle of 500 milliliters of liquor, Song Feng only took two or three seconds to drink it cleanly.

Song Feng nodded at the table and said condescendingly, "Mr. Bai, I've finished drinking, it's your turn next."

"You get out of the way, I don't know you, why should I drink with you."

Mr. Bai raised his face and scolded Song Feng to get out of the way quickly.

Otherwise, there will be no good fruit to eat.

Song Feng moved his hands lightly and said lightly, "So, are you going to give me face?"

"What are you, why should I give you face?"

Mr. Bai said in a brutal tone: "I'll say it again, do you want to get out of the way?"

"How about getting out of the way, and what about not getting out of the way?"

"Okay, you yellow-haired boy, you have to go against me, don't you?"

The angry Mr. Bai didn't care about it, and punched Song Feng.

has been in a high position for many years, and it has always been others who are polite to Mr. Bai, and it is just a matter of being angry with a stinky boy.

He even dared to force himself to drink.

The more Mr. Bai thought about it, the more angry he became, if it wasn't for Song Feng coming over, I'm afraid he would have already succeeded.

New hatred and old hatred combined, this punch is full of force.

Looking at the fist that was close at hand, Song Feng did not dodge or dodge, and reached out like lightning to hold Mr. Bai's wrist.

In the next second, Mr. Bai fell from the chair to the ground.

Song Feng half-bent down, and said with a smile: "This is the end of not giving me face, if you think you are very brave, let's continue to play."

After speaking, Song Feng stood up and took a bottle of liquor in his hand.

The meaning is obvious, Mr. Bai either chooses to drink or suffers from flesh and skin.

Sure that Song Feng was not joking, but really had the courage to teach himself a lesson, Mr. Bai was suddenly stunned, and said with a sad face: "Young man, don't be angry, everything that values harmony and harmony is not drinking? No problem."

"You give me this bottle of wine, can't I drink it?"

Knowing that when he met a wild boy who was not afraid of heaven and earth, in line with the principle that a hero does not suffer immediate losses, Mr. Bai lowered his posture and was willing to accompany Song Feng to drink.

"That's pretty much it."

Song Feng handed the wine to Mr. Bai and stared at him as he finished the whole bottle of wine.

After drinking a bottle of wine, Mr. Bai's stomach turned uncomfortably.

Although Mr. Bai likes to drink alcohol, and is very generous, he has never done the feat of drinking a bottle of wine in one go.

"Yes, good drink."

Song Feng laughed a few times and picked up the other two bottles of wine in front of him.

It only took less than ten seconds, and the two bottles of wine were all drunk by Song Feng.

Song Feng wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth as if he was fine, and said with a smile: "Mr. Bai, drinking bottles is too slow, and it's your turn next."

"No, no, no...... I can't drink anymore, I really can't drink anymore."

Mr. Bai sat on the ground and stretched out his hand to beg for mercy.

Just kidding, if you drink it again, you will die.

Song Feng drank the two bottles of liquor in one go, and if he did the same, he would be sent to the hospital for gastric lavage immediately.

Drinking two bottles of liquor is equivalent to killing him.

"Mr. Bai, you are not good again, you told me just now

Face, now you suddenly turn your face and don't admit it, you do this, it will be very difficult for me to do it."

Song Feng patted Mr. Bai's head and kicked Mr. Bai from the ground to the wall.

"Ah!!h

Mr. Bai let out a scream like killing a pig, and felt that all his internal organs began to shift.

This kick was fast and hard, and although he didn't use any true qi, relying on the strength of his fists and kicks alone, he still fainted in pain several times.

Song Feng pulled a chair and sat down, and said with a playful expression: "Mr. Bai may not understand me as a person, for those who give me face, I will treat him as a good friend, and for those who don't give me face, I will also let them understand what it means to be shameless."

"Hero, I'm wrong, I'll drink, stop fighting, I'll die if I beat me again."

In the face of alcoholism and life-threatening, Mr. Bai decisively chose the former.

Slowly crawled to the edge of the table like a dead dog, picked up two bottles of liquor on the table, and poured it into his mouth.

Seeing that Mr. Bai drank two bottles of liquor in pain, Song Feng laughed and kept clapping his hands with his hands.

Under Mr. Bai's stunned gaze, Song Feng put the other six bottles of liquor in the box on the table.

Six bottles of liquor filled the table, and Mr. Bai felt that his stomach was turning upside down.

Lying on the ground and vomiting.

Song Feng pointed to the six bottles of liquor, and said expressionlessly: "Surnamed Bai, why do I want to fix you like this, you know better than anyone else, now I will give you two choices, either drink all the remaining six bottles of liquor, or call the company in advance to ask for three months of sick leave."

"Because during these three months, you can't leave the hospital bed."

"Hero, I was wrong, you can spare me."

At this moment, how could Mr. Bai not understand that Song Feng was deliberately punishing himself.

is still the same sentence, heroes don't suffer immediate losses.

Mr. Bai knelt on the ground with a cowardly expression and began to kowtow to Song Feng to admit his mistake.

"Drink!"

Song Feng drank loudly, almost scaring Mr. Bai's courage.

Whether it was kowtowing and begging for mercy or spending money to pay compensation, Song Feng refused to let him go.

Stretching out his head is a knife, shrinking his head is also a knife, and Mr. Bai is completely desperate.

I closed my eyes and opened the cap of the liquor bottle and continued to drink.

When he drank the third bottle, Mr. Bai's stomach churned, and the wine spurted out of his throat.

The whole person staggered to the ground, convulsed, and foamed at the corners of his mouth.

Song Feng kicked Mr. Bai with his foot and warned, "The surname Bai, this time is just a small punishment, if you let me know that you are bullying Lin Shiya, Heavenly King Lao Tzu will not be able to save you."

Regardless of whether Mr. Bai heard it or not, Song Feng had already issued a warning, if there was a real next time, Mr. Bai would inevitably fall into a situation more painful than death.

Picking up Lin Shiya, who was already completely drunk, Song Feng walked out of the box quickly.

Before leaving, don't forget to remind the attendant and call an ambulance.

Mr. Bai is in a state of alcohol poisoning, and if he doesn't call an ambulance, he will definitely not see the sun tomorrow.

It was already late at night when he returned home, and Song Feng gently carried Lin Shiya to the bed.

Looking at Lin Shiya, who was ruddy and unconscious, Song Feng shook his head helplessly.

Is it worth it for a family that doesn't have any temperature?