Reborn with wealth that rivals the country.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Huo Qigang looked at Chen Mo's steady figure in surprise and said in horror.

"Chen Mo, don't be fooled! It's 1 vs 3, and the three opponents are all former drinking kings. You can't win!"

Zhuge Wan'er also advised.

Wang Han even stepped forward and pulled Chen Mo: "Master Tianlongxing, we still have work to do tomorrow, so let's not get angry with them, right?"

The three foreigners taunted:

"Did you hear that? Your friends are all advising you not to overestimate your abilities."

"We Mao Xiong people are the best drinkers in the world. You Da Xia people can't drink!"

"Hurry up and step back, don't delay us from continuing the game!!!"

Amidst the boos, Chen Mo said calmly, "No one can say that Daxia is not good or that the people of Daxia are not good in front of me!

You three little Karamis are not good enough for me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience cheered!

The fighting spirit instantly swept the entire tavern!

The atmosphere became even more heated!!!

"Drink him down!!!"

"Let him know how powerful we, the bear people, are!!!"

"Ulla~~~~"

Zhuge Wan'er and others were very anxious and worried.

Whether you can drink it or not is one thing.

Anyway, whether it's embarrassing or not, no one will know when you go back.

What they were afraid of was that Chen Mo drank too much today and delayed tomorrow's schedule.

In the entire audience, only Leng Feng had a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Only Leng Feng knew how much Chen Mo could drink.

Even the country's top hostess is no match for Chen Mo.

At first, Morgana wanted to get Chen Mo drunk, but she ended up drinking so much that she became incontinent, but Chen Mo didn't seem drunk at all.

"Very good. This friend from Daxia is very courageous! He actually dared to challenge three of us former wine gods alone. I don't know whether to call this bravery or ignorance."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

When the bar owner said this, everyone in the room started laughing.

"Let me confirm one last time, sir from Daxia, do you really want to participate in the drinking contest? If you lose, don't say we're bullying you. This is the rule. The three of us wine gods have even drank for more than a dozen rounds."

"Do you have any shame? In more than ten rounds, how many drinks did they drink in total?"

Huo Qigang couldn't help but curse.

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Mo waved his hand, signaling Huo Qigang not to get excited, and looked at the three contestants with a smile:

"Just drinking is boring. How about this, I'll add some fun.

No matter who wins among you three, I will pay for your drinks for the next month.

But if I win...I want you to kneel before me and admit that we Daxia people can drink more than Maoxiong people!!!"

The three Russian players agreed without hesitation.

In their opinion, Chen Mo had no chance of winning against the three of them alone!

Even with Chen Mo's physique and young face, he looks like a college graduate, and he doesn't look like someone who can drink.

It's pretty good that he can withstand two rounds of attacks from three people.

"Okay! The drinking contest continues! Sir, you roll the dice first!"

The bar owner said to Chen Mo with a sly smile.

Chen Mo grabbed the dice and said to Zhuge Wan'er, "Come on, Wan'er, blow some fairy air and bless my good luck!"

"Chen Mo, you are already 30 years old, why are you still so childish?"

Zhuge Wan'er complained, but still obediently leaned forward and was about to blow air.

Chen Mo suddenly put his face against it.

Zhuge Wan'er was caught off guard and her whole face hit Chen Mo's cheek.

"Hey, Wan'er, what are you doing?"

"You...are so annoying!!!"

Zhuge Wan'er blushed and said coquettishly.

The shyness that only young women in big countries can have made the bear man in the bar feel numb inside.

Just like the people of Daxia find it rare to see the unrestrained and passionate beauties from foreign countries, the people of Maoxiong also find it rare to see the shy appearance of this beautiful girl.

After seeing that Zhuge Wan'er liked Chen Mo very much, the three contestants became more determined to fight!

Since ancient times, what can inspire men to fight are blood, wine and beautiful women.

Chen Mo touched his wet cheek and smiled, "Very good, now I am lucky, I will kill any god who stands in my way, and any Buddha who stands in my way!"

After saying that, Chen Mo rolled the dice.

The dice rolled on the table and came up with 6.

This point belongs to the strong man who just mocked Chen Mo the most fiercely.

All I saw was contestant No. 6 raising his glass, shouting "Hurrah", then raising his head and drinking it all in one gulp!

Then she held up the quilt and turned it over, indicating that he should drink it all up.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mo’s nightmare began.

The three players rolled the dice, and all of them accurately hit number 2 where Chen Mo was.

Chen Mo drank three cups in a row!

"Have fun! Come again!"

Chen Mo continued to roll the dice.

The result is still number 6.

Contestant No. 6 had no choice but to continue drinking.

After 10 rounds in a row, Chen Mo remained calm, picked up the dice, and looked at number 6 jokingly.

At this time, No. 6's face had turned red and his body was a little unstable.

The three contestants have already seen it.

This Chen Mo is definitely a veteran!!!

In the 10 rounds of the game, he accurately rolled number 6 in every round.

"His strategy is to focus on No. 6 first. Once No. 6 is eliminated, it will be a fair round-robin battle."

Player No. 5 whispered.

"Haha, the idea is good, but it's stupid in practice.

The three of us can all drink a lot, and he has to drink three cups for every one of ours.

If you want to eliminate even one person, you have to drink three times the amount.

How is this possible?

Even if he drinks enough for three people and barely makes it to the next round, how many glasses can he still drink when the round-robin battle comes?"

Player No. 4 said indifferently.

"Number 6!"

"Number 6!"

"It has to be number 6 please!!!"

"It's number 6 again!!! Brother Mo, you are awesome!!! Oh!"

At this time, even Zhuge Wan'er was aroused.

When she saw it was number 6, she hugged Chen Mo and kissed him fiercely.

Player No. 6 obviously also knew Chen Mo's strategy, but he was not as comfortable as Players No. 4 and No. 5.

After all, he is the one who is under pressure now!!!

Even if he can defeat Chen Mo in this round, he will definitely lose in the next round.

"Fucking unlucky!"

No. 6 raised his glass with a grim look on his face and drank it all in one gulp.

But the process was no longer as smooth as it was at the beginning, and there were already some residues left in the wine glass.

"Hey, hey, hey, you have a goldfish? They drink it all up, not a drop left. I'm alone against the three of you, and you're still playing this game?"

Chen Mo taunted.

No. 6 had no choice but to drink up the remaining contents in the glass, and angrily turned it over to indicate that not a single drop was left.

But after 10 rounds, he could no longer perform this move.

"hey-hey."

Chen Mo picked up the dice, looked at number 6, who could barely open his eyes, and said with a smile, "Guess, what number is it this time?"

Number 6 was almost crying.

I kept wailing and praying in my heart, hoping it wouldn't be me.

however……

"Woohoo, number 6 again! Congratulations!"

Player No. 6 took the glass with gritted teeth, then forced the wine into his mouth.

“Pfft~~~~~”

Unfortunately, this time he only drank half of the wine before he couldn't drink any more, and all the wine and bile he had drunk before were vomited out in a projectile manner.

Then he staggered and fell into a pile of vomit, unconscious...