A bottle of beer was thrown up, and at this moment, Qin Shiou began to see the madness of the North American carnival party.

Everyone was drinking, and DJ rubbed the plate and sent out passionate music. Everyone swayed their bodies and bottles of wine, champagne, beer and red wine in their hands, sprinkled all over the ground, covered in their bodies, and then poured them into their mouths...

People who participate in the carnival ask for people to drink at will, but there is a rule, that is, they give priority to people sitting in front of the bar. If you want to sit down, you have to endure being poured into wine by a group of people.

It was like fighting a ring. At this moment, the bar bar in the bar became a ring. Whoever sat on the ground was the banker. A group of madmen took turns to drink until they fell down and then replaced them.

Black Knife was the first to sit in front of the bar, and he laughed loudly at Qin Shiou and said, "Haha, Boss, look at me, give our fishing ground camp a good start!"

Xiao Hughes was swaying with a bottle of Budweiser, rushed up and fell on the black knife and shouted: "You are dead tonight! Dead!"

Hei Dao ordered two large beer glasses and two liters of large cups. He poured half of the beer in it, then poured the two large glasses one by one with red wine and the other with white wine.

He grabbed a wine glass and looked proudly at the fanatical drunkards around him and asked, "Who will come?"

Hughes pointed to the young man named Mike who had previously pushed out, and shouted: "Mike! Go!"

Then, the people around him shouted: "Mike! Mike! Mike!"

The young blonde wiped his face in a mess and scolded Hughes: "Fak, Fark! I won't let you go, you damn soul egg! I will definitely take revenge!"

Black Knife raised his big wine glass and poured all the wine in it. The people around him suddenly cheered, with a huge sound, and it overwhelmed DJ's music for a while.

Mike and Hughes cursed for a while, then picked up the wine glass, and he poured it into his mouth with a sad look on his face.

It took more than a minute for Mike to finish the drinks, and Qin Shiou felt uncomfortable for him...

After he finished drinking, the cheers became louder. Mike slapped the wine glass on the table, pointed at the black knife and shouted, "You, get down. I want, I want to sit...Fake! Vomit!"

Someone dragged Mike out, and Hughes covered his eyes and shouted, "Oh, God, forgive this sinner and save the soul of this unlucky child. May the Lord bless you! Who will come next?!"

"Larry, you are raised by your mother, of course you will be here next time!" someone shouted.

Hughes stood up and said righteously: "I am the commander-in-chief. You idiots, without my command, how can you win..."

"We don't care about winning or losing! Hughes, you come!"

"Little Hughes! Little Hughes! Little Hughes!"

The most arrogant little Hughes was stunned. He wanted to defend himself, but he was kicked in the butt and almost hit the bar with two steps.

Black Knife held him and smiled maliciously: "Do you want a deep-water bomb? Or a mine? Or a nuclear warhead?"

Beer and red wine are deep water bombs, beer and white wine are mines, and mixed, that is nuclear warheads.

Hughes smiled and said, "Don't do this, Black Knife, my good guy, can't we be more peaceful? Start with beer and proceed step by step..."

Someone brought a small wine barrel, and Qin Shiou joked: "Come on, start with beer. Drink the beer bar, and there is no ventilation in the middle. Whoever breathes will change to another barrel of wine and drink it again."

Xiao Hughes looked at Qin Shiou and said blankly: "Oh. God, please open your arms, I'm going to see you soon!"

Qin Shiou laughed. Of course, they wouldn't really let Hughes get drunk, otherwise no one would have been active in the drinking atmosphere. Although he was not the commander-in-chief, he was a qualified host.

There are naturally activities while drinking. Fishermen live on the island. What can fishermen compare? You can’t fish and shoot fish indoors, so you can only play with strength and wrestle your wrists.

This is also a dealer. Some people sit at the table first, others challenge. The loser drinks a bottle of beer, and the winner continues to be a dealer. The last one wins is the carnival night meeting the emperor.

If you are good at being a nightclub emperor, you will finally choose the most beautiful girl to be the nightclub queen, and you can have some ambiguous things at that time.

Qin Shiou saw the chubby Carson sitting on the banker, and he moved his wrists and body to prepare for a challenge.

According to the prediction, with his strength, endurance and explosive power transformed by the Sea God's energy, he will have no problem with this wrestling match until the end.

The reason I wanted to play this is because Qin Shiou had to hide from the wine. The black knife had been flirted with it. Shaq and Bird, who went up to fight, also fell down. Nelson was preparing to attack.

The ultimate goal of the people around is Qin Shiou. They are not satisfied with the fishermen and want Qin Shiou to drink.

Qin Shiou can drink, but will not be fed like a fool.

After moving for a while, Qin Shiou sat opposite Carson, who was whining there: "Boy, you are so brave! You actually want to provoke me? Okay, okay, then I have to send you to Satan. May God save your soul, may..."

"Fake Squid, hurry up! Carson, you tongue woman, shut up and concentrate on playing? We can't wait to get Qin wine!" Someone kicked Carson's chair from behind.

Carson turned around and cursed, then raised his arms.

Qin Shiou also stretched out his arm. It has to be said that the difference in thickness between the two of them is huge. This is the natural difference between yellow and white people, especially Carson and other guys, who are descendants of Vikings, and they are often big and thick.

The people in the town didn't know much about Qin Shiou's strength, but the group of people who played basketball with him knew that the power he showed on the court was terrible.

But basketball does not rely solely on strength, so not many people value it.

Qin Shiou put his arm on and smiled, "Is anyone willing to place a bet?"

Dad Hickson came up and said, "I'm going to be a dealer, is anyone going to bet? Qin and Carson, Eastern Power King vs Western Power..."

Qin Shiou interrupted him and said, "In this way, Dad, we don't bet - money. We bet on bets on beer bars. Those who lose drink will place bets for a few bottles of beer. Those who win can get empty wine bottles. It will be their turn to drink later, and they can use empty wine bottles to pay the bill."

This suggestion is good. People in the town used to be afraid of being poor. Although the economy has improved greatly recently, they still don’t want to participate when it comes to money, but if it’s changed to drinking...

"I bet, two bottles, Qin lost and Carson won!"

"Two bottles, Carson wins!"

"So too, two bottles, Carson, you can definitely win!"

"Qin must have lost, this unlucky child!"

Two bottles are capped, otherwise no one can drink two hundred bottles, and that is a loss.

Dad Hickson is good at bookkeeping. He has a very good memory. He has worked in a restaurant all his life, but he has never used billing. He will tell him directly if anyone orders anything. He will definitely not be wrong.

After the bet was over, Qin Shiou smiled slightly and asked, "How many people bet me to win?"

Hickson shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, Qin, only Xiao Hughes begs you to win."

Qin Shiou looked at him, and Hughes winked at him and said, "Fuck them to death!"

"Ok, the road to massacre has begun, 3, 2, 1!" (To be continued.)

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