"Damn, the girls in that team are so bold, and the girls in our team are not so enthusiastic!"

“......”

Attracting a large crowd of onlookers, the area where Team One Hundred and Fifty-Seven was located became crowded. Everyone parted into an open space, and Ye Ling and Boggart came to the middle.

Boggart glanced at the small cups on the table, snorted and swept them all aside, took out two large bowls from the space bag and threw them heavily on the table: "It's too unpleasant to use those pitifully small cups, we dwarves usually use this when we drink, what do you think?"

When everyone saw this, their faces couldn't help but change color, your sister, the dwarf has a lot of wine, and it really deserves its name, as can be seen from this container of wine!

They only said that Ye Ling was afraid that he would be intimidated by Boggart's momentum, but Ye Ling smiled and waved his hand to throw aside the two big bowls on the table: "I'm sorry, Boggart, I'm not used to using small bowls like yours." ”

"Little Bowl?" the Dwarven Berserker frowned and said, "Commander, what do you mean?"

Ye Ling showed his meaning with his actions, he suddenly lifted two large jars of ale from his side and threw it on the table: "I prefer this!"

Everyone was even more stunned when they heard this, damn, the head of the regiment is simply angry, unbelievable, unbelievable!

Boggart daxiao got up: "Haha, captain, you are so interesting, I like you more and more!"

Dwarves are bold in nature, and bold people are always very easy to gain his favor, no matter what the result is, Ye Ling's courage has at least been appreciated by him.

But he wasn't going to shrink back like that.

No matter how powerful you are, you're just a human after all, and you can't compare the amount of alcohol with the dwarves, it's impossible!

"Okay, I'll accompany you with this!" In order to show his bravery in the wine field, Bogut took the lead in picking up a jar of ale and poured it down.

And Ye Ling also followed, also holding the wine jar high, and the ale wine in it poured into his mouth like a small waterfall, and not a drop leaked out.

Everyone was dumbfounded, where is this drinking, it's just watering!

At the speed of the two of them, it didn't take long for a large jar of wine to bottom out, and the two of them threw the empty jar of wine on the table, seeing that Ye Ling was not yet drunk, Boggart was a little surprised.

Yes, as far as humans are concerned, this amount of alcohol is already very rare.

Without saying a word, the two picked up the second altar again, and it was already in the stomach again in an instant, at this time Ye Ling still looked calm, and Boggart was even more surprised.

The other people who were waiting to see Ye Ling being poured down had already shaken their confidence a little at this time, wow, I didn't expect the head of the regiment to drink so much, no wonder he dared to accept the challenge!

But this is just the beginning, the third altar, the fourth altar, the fifth altar, when it comes to the sixth altar, Ye Ling's face is just a little red, but Bogert's stomach has swelled like a ball, and he began to babble nonsense, and his mind is not clear: "Hmph, I, I can still drink ten altars, no, one hundred altars, regiment, regiment leader, you must fight, you can't fight my ......"

When he said this, he fell to the table with a thud, unconscious.

Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, isn't it, the person who was killed turned out to be Boggart, the head of the regiment is inevitably too strong, he is omnipotent?