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Zhuge Qing coughed and said in a serious voice:

"As the referee, I must remind you two to maintain the order of the game!"

As he said this, he glanced at Wang Ye, who was stacking four or five boxes of beer, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch...

This old man is really a real person...

The purpose is to get them drunk, not to drink them to death!

No matter how much alcohol I can drink, my stomach can’t handle it!

Between thoughts.

The two figures beside him disappeared in an instant, and when he looked up...

I saw that the two men had a box of beer in their hands and placed it heavily on the ground. The crisp sound of glass bottles colliding could be heard from the carton.

Zhang Chulan slowly squatted down, tore open the beer packaging, and said to Zhang Lingyu provocatively:

"Didn't you drink half a bottle of white wine? Don't accuse me, Zhang Chulan, of bullying you!"

As he said that, he bit open the beer cap with his mouth, making two "pop...pop" sounds.

Zhang Chulan held a bottle of beer in each hand, moved his Qi slightly, and twisted his wrist slightly...

The wine in the bottle began to swirl like a tornado. Zhang Chulan raised his head, closed his eyes, and stuffed the beer directly into his mouth...

Immediately afterwards, a "gurgle..." sound was heard, and a bottle of beer went directly into his stomach.

Zhang Chulan felt a little uncomfortable with the bitter taste in his mouth, and reached out to wipe away the beer foam from the corner of his mouth.

I looked at the beer bottle in my hand with some surprise. Something was wrong?

I know how much I can drink, and I haven't used Qi to lower my alcohol intake, but why don't I feel dizzy at all?

Could it be that my alcohol tolerance has increased?

Zhang Chulan wasn't the only one who felt strange about this...

Even Lu Linglong, who was not far away, felt something strange and immediately said to Cao Ning:

"Cao Ning, isn't that right? Didn't you say Chu Lan couldn't drink a second bottle of beer? Counting these two bottles, he should have had his third, right?"

Before Cao Ning could answer, Zhi Jinhua beside him showed some thought in her eyes, and then she explained:

"That's because... of the adrenaline. Zhang Chulan is very excited now, which temporarily stops his dizziness."

Because of being stimulated by Zhang Lingyu, the mood that had been suppressed for a long time must have become extremely excited.

Once there is too much adrenaline, the sensitivity of various parts of the body will be greatly reduced.

It's like a fight, with red eyes...

Because of the excessive secretion of adrenaline, the person cannot feel the pain temporarily, but it will be very painful afterwards!

Cao Ning stroked Lu Linglong's hair and said:

"Why? You want to see Chu Lan get drunk?"

Lu Linglong murmured with her cherry lips, and said softly:

"No!"

As soon as I finished speaking...

Zhang Lingyu's unconvinced voice came from the air:

"Do I need you to give in? I'll give you these two bottles!"

Zhang Lingyu followed Zhang Chulan's example and raised his head to show off his beer!

After two bottles of beer, Zhang Lingyu's face became redder under the stimulation of alcohol...

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were a little confused after watching this scene, especially Wang Ye...

I just went out and got a few boxes of beer, how did it turn out like this?

Can this be argued about?

Zhuge Qing, the referee, took away the empty beer bottles from the two men and said:

"You two! The game hasn't started yet! Don't get drunk right away."

These two people...

Are you drunk now?

I haven’t had enough fun being a referee yet!

To be honest, it’s quite exciting!

Hey...

Only I have the ability to make the two heirs of the Tianshi Mansion fight each other!

As soon as these words came out.

Zhang Chulan's face stiffened slightly. He bent over and reached into the box of beer, took out two bottles of beer, and held them in his hands, one on the left and one on the right.

He glanced at Zhang Lingyu, whose face was flushed, and said with a very contemptuous tone:

"Drunk! I've grown up like this and still don't know what drunk means!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Lingyu provocatively, and then said in a teasing tone:

"Master Junior? Your face is as red as a monkey's butt. I think you are drunk now, right?"

Damn it!

My alcohol tolerance has increased significantly now!

This arrogant Zhang Lingyu must be made to bend down obediently!

Call yourself seriously: Brother!

I must get him drunk today!

Zhang Lingyu did not answer this question, but instead gave Zhang Chulan a provocative look, bent down slightly and picked up two bottles of beer.

Press the bottle cap lightly with your thumb, and it will pop...

With a twist of his wrists, the wine began to swirl like a small whirlwind!

Hold your head high...

Just start blowing!

Zhuge Qing was a little dumbfounded by this scene. It turns out that Zhang Lingyu is a man of action?

He slightly tilted his body, nudged Wang Ye beside him, and then said excitedly:

"I just know that Zhang Lingyu is a man of temperament! This stubborn look is really too..."

Speaking of this, Zhuge Qing thought for a long time about the adjective, but he couldn't think of a suitable adjective...

The king beside him also glanced at him and then said:

“Is it really that awesome?”

Zhuge Qing excitedly nudged Wang Ye's shoulder again and said happily:

"Hey... that's the word!"

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was dangling his beer, and said with a slightly teasing tone:

"Then do you know that Zhang Lingyu will be the first to go on stage tomorrow? If he can't get up tomorrow..."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhuge Qing with a bit of pity, and then slowly said:

"What do you think will happen to the old master?"

When Zhuge Qing heard this, he felt a chill on his back. He reached out and grabbed Wang Ye's arm, and said in a threatening tone:

"I don't care! We did this together, so we'll die together!"

Wang Ye scratched his cheek and responded very innocently:

"I just moved a few cases of beer. It's none of my business."

Zhuge Qing broke out in a cold sweat, as if...

I asked Wang Ye to move the beer...

suddenly.

Zhang Chulan's anxious voice came to my ears:

"Damn it Zhang Lingyu, you drank while I wasn't paying attention! Referee! Watch this! You haven't called start yet! These bottles don't count!"

When Zhuge Qing heard this and looked at Zhang Chulan's serious expression, he suddenly felt like crying but had no tears...

Wang Ye smiled and said with a somewhat malicious tone:

"Referee! This contestant asked you whether the game has started, why didn't you answer?"

Zhuge Qing glared at Wang Ye, damn old Wang!

Now you are still making sarcastic remarks here!

But still...

With a slight tremor in his voice he said:

"Game start!"

As soon as these words came out.

Zhang Chulan picked up the beer and showed off...

His eyes were fixed on the bottle of wine in Zhang Lingyu's hand, and he couldn't help muttering while drinking:

"Slow down, I'm choking you!"