"Gollum, Gollum—"

The sound of swallowing rang out from time to time.

Huang Mao drank the Moutai in the cup in one go.

With a full cup of Moutai, Huang Mao's face had a trace of warmth, but there was no intention of being drunk.

For a long time, he has been known for "being able to drink", and after many fights, no one dares to fight with him among the sons and brothers in HZ City.

"How can you blow a bottle as fast as a wine glass, besides, how many bottles of this liquor can you blow?" Huang Mao thought proudly in his heart, and began to drink, and the confidence he had always had to win returned.

"I'm done drinking, why are you so slow?" Just when Huang Mao was proud, Chen Feng's voice sounded faintly.

"Huh?" Huang Mao looked at Chen Feng in surprise.

I saw Chen Feng looking at him with a smile, smiling without saying a word. In his hand, he was holding an empty bottle, the mouth of which was facing down, and not a drop of wine had dropped.

"So fast?" Huang Mao suddenly felt incredulous: "Why is it so fast, you're not cheating, are you?" As he spoke, Huang Mao looked at the people around him with an inquiring expression.

However, seeing the affirmative look on everyone's faces, Huang Mao's heart suddenly "chuckled".

"I've finished drinking one bottle, what about you?" As he spoke, Chen Feng shook the empty bottle in his hand and gestured to Huang Mao: "I'll have a bottle, you'll have a bottle, so it's fair." ”

"Drink it quickly, let's open another bottle!" Chen Feng said very plainly, but there was a pressure that Huang Mao couldn't resist.

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Huang Mao's heart was ruthless, and he poured a full glass of Moutai into the wine glass, raised his head, and drank wildly.

"Hmph, just drink faster, I don't believe you can go on so fast. Swallowing the liquor in his mouth frantically, Huang Mao thought to himself.

After one drink, the second one is immediately followed. After three cups in a row, this 500ml bottle of Moutai was also dried by Huang Mao.

I have to say that Huang Mao does have a little bit of alcohol, and after drinking a whole bottle of liquor, his face is not red or panting, but he only breathes a little heavily.

"Boy, I'm done drinking, it's still too late to admit defeat, don't wait until you're going to get drunk and don't even know your mother. Huang Mao looked at Chen Feng coldly, and there was not a good word on his lips.

"Po-"

While Huang Mao was talking, Chen Feng opened another bottle of Moutai.

"The second bottle, I'll continue to blow, you feel free. Chen Feng's very calm but extremely awesome words made Huang Mao suffocate slightly.

Isn't that looking down on me? What do you mean by making me feel free, speaking as if it were making me. At this moment, Huang Mao gritted his teeth and felt a sense of grievance. No one had ever dared to talk to him like that at the wine table.

"Okay, you blow it, I blow it too!" Huang Mao was ruthless in his heart, and he also raised the other bottle of Moutai that had been opened to his mouth, and drank it with Chen Feng in the same gulp.

Those who drink alcohol must know that in fact, it is better to drink quickly in a wine glass than to blow a bottle, the mouth of the bottle is so small, it is blocked by the mouth, and every time it comes out, it is fixed.

Now, Huang Mao is encountering such a problem.

"Gollum-"

He sipped vigorously on the bottle, but found that he could not drink it at all. In his anxiety, he squinted his eyes, but found that Chen Feng was already shaking the empty wine bottle at him.

"How can you drink it so quickly!" Huang Mao's eyes suddenly widened, full of surprise: "This is not scientific, I only drank half a bottle, this guy has already finished drinking?"

"Ahem, ahem—"

In the huge shock, Huang Mao didn't take a breath, choked on a sip of wine, and coughed violently.

However, when he saw Chen Feng looking directly at him, Huang Mao felt uncomfortable for a while. What kind of look is that, contempt?

Huang Mao held back his cough, bit the mouth of the bottle, and drank it again.

The wine bottle was dried, Huang Mao finally relieved his breath and looked at Chen Feng without showing weakness.

I was just choked just now, and my limits are far more than that.

"Come again!" Chen Feng was very direct, picked up a bottle of Moutai again, and poured it into his mouth.

"Hmph, I'm afraid of you!" Huang Mao was not to be outdone, and hurriedly followed.

......

"It's the seventh bottle, why haven't you decided yet?"

"Yes, Huang Shao's alcohol consumption has always been excellent, I didn't expect that Miss Xiao's boyfriend would be so powerful. ”

"Well, who do you think will win?"

"It must be Huang Shao, in terms of drinking, Huang Shao has never been afraid of anyone!"

"Nonsense, didn't you see Huang Shao's face blushing like pig's liver?"

......

There was a lot of discussion around, and this "wine fight" opened their eyes.

Huang Mao's state today is definitely excellent, because the resentment against Chen Feng in his heart has allowed him to play for a long time. Originally, his limit was six bottles of such Moutai, but now that the seventh bottle is down, he can still stand on his own.

However, Huang Mao was not proud at all. Chen Feng, who also drank seven bottles, still stood in front of him with an unchanged face.

This Nima is not a person, these seven bottles are not beer, but authentic 53-degree Feitian Moutai. There is no reaction at all when there are seven bottles of this product?

Looking at Chen Feng, who was smiling lightly at him, Huang Mao had the urge to admit defeat, there was no way, the opponent was too rebellious.

"Do you want to continue?" Chen Feng said kindly: "If you drink too much, you will hurt your body, just admit defeat." ”

"Admit defeat? He pointed at Chen Feng and scolded: "I'm afraid that you won't succeed, come again!"

As he spoke, Huang Mao grabbed a bottle of Moutai that had been opened next to him and poured it into his mouth. This is the first time he drank it before Chen Feng today.

"Huh. Looking at Huang Mao, who had already drunk and had a red face and a thick neck, Chen Feng smiled helplessly, picked up a bottle and blew it.

"Gollum, Gollum—"

Huang Mao gulped down the mellow liquor, and the wine kept leaking out of his mouth, soaking his clothes and flowing to the ground. At this time, he couldn't taste the wine for a long time, and just poured it purely.

"Lao Tzu finished drinking. Huang Mao shook the wine bottle in his hand, and his body swayed, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

"Are you still here?" Chen Feng also shook his empty bottle and asked.

"Come on......" Huang Mao shouted, but his face suddenly changed wildly, and he vomited while holding on to the table.

"Gross-"

A sour smell of alcohol spread along with his vomiting, making everyone frown.

"Hmph, it stinks!" Xiao Lin covered her little nose and couldn't help but say.

"Huang Mao, you lost!" Liu Hui looked at Huang Mao, who was vomiting, with a smile on his face.

"How could Lao Tzu lose!" Huang Mao stood up suddenly, pointed at Liu Hui and shouted, "Come again, Lao Tzu can still drink!"

However, the strong dizziness made Huang Mao's body unstable anymore, and as soon as his feet were weak, he fell to the ground.

"Vomit—" One woman couldn't help but retch, and then more people retched.

I saw that after Huang Mao fell, he fell on his vomit so well, and what was even more outrageous was that his face was cut in the center of the vomit.

"Lao Tzu won't lose, let's come again!" Huang Mao didn't seem to know his situation at all, still lying on the ground and screaming. His mouth opened and closed, and he swept some of the pile of vomit on the ground.

"Gross-"

Liu Hui finally couldn't help it and retched!

"Hmph-"

At this moment, an angry shout came heavily, making everyone's hearts tremble.

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