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Chapter Thirty-Three

"Okay, since you dare to agree, I am naturally not the kind of person who breaks his promise." After saying that, Zhou Qian winked at Feng Xue, and Feng Xue also came over knowingly and asked the waiter to bring a bottle of white wine, a total of six

bottle.

Now Zhang Yang finally understood. He was still wondering why Zhou Qian would target him at first, but it turned out to be because of Feng Xue.

Presumably Zhou Qian knew that Zhang Yang had pursued Feng Xue, so he wanted Zhang Yang to lose face in front of Feng Xue to show his excellence. However, Zhang Yang has always felt that when faced with such a pretentious person, he should be brutally beaten.

Just step on it hard.

"You come first or I come first!" Zhang Yang looked at Zhou Qian. At this time, he didn't have much fluctuation in his heart. He just wanted to step on him.

"Of course you came first. If I drink three bottles, I won't be able to help you buy a coffin?" Zhou Qian looked at Zhang Yang quite arrogantly, with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

"That's up to you to drink, but whatever, let me go first!" Zhang Yang said lightly, as if he didn't take this matter seriously.

Zhou Qian was extremely happy in his heart. He had been socializing with his father since he was a child, and his drinking capacity had reached an alarming level. He really didn't believe that Zhang Yang could drink more than him. Besides, if he had one drink, Zhang Yang would drink

Two cups.

Zhang Yang didn't waste any time. He opened a bottle of liquor and started drinking. Beer made his stomach too full, so it would be faster to drink liquor.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Yang quickly finished the bottle of liquor without any change in his expression.

For ordinary people, drinking one kilogram of white wine is already considered powerful, and this bottle of white wine is exactly one kilogram, but when placed here, it feels like drinking water.

Next, Zhang Yang opened a second bottle. Seeing Zhang Yang drinking like drinking tap water, everyone's eyes became weird. It was already two pounds. Is this still a human being?

Zhang Yang opened the third bottle without any pause. When he was halfway through the third bottle, he paused and took a breath. Everyone thought he was going to put down the bottle, but they didn't expect him to directly

Opened the fourth bottle.

He drank the two bottles together, and soon, four empty bottles were placed in front of Zhang Yang.

"Yangzi, are you okay?" Nihou looked at Zhang Yang, his heart full of horror. He had never seen Zhang Yang drink before, and he didn't expect that Zhang Yang drank so much in one breath.

But he was also very worried about Zhang Yang. After all, drinking so much liquor at once would burn out his brain.

"I'm fine, don't worry!" At this time, Zhang Yang's face was slightly red, but there was no sign of being drunk at all.

"There are two bottles left in this box of wine. If you can drink it, you can order another box." At this point, Zhang Yang put the two bottles of wine directly in front of Zhou Qian, and then said lightly, "Now

It’s your turn, Young Master Zhou!”

Zhou Qian swallowed subconsciously. He didn't expect that Zhang Yang could drink, and actually drank four bottles.

Now Zhou Qian already felt like he was riding a tiger, but because of his face, he had to drink it!

Zhou Qian reluctantly opened a bottle and blew on the bottle, but obviously, his speed was much slower than Zhang Yang. It took him about three minutes to finish the bottle.

After just finishing one bottle, Zhou Qian felt a little dizzy. Normally he could drink up to two kilograms, but he had to drink it slowly. It would take at least two hours to drink two kilograms.

How can it be like now, when I drink a pound in three minutes?

When everyone saw Zhou Qian's face turned red after drinking one bottle, they knew that Zhou Qian had lost the competition, but logically he had to drink another bottle.

Due to the power behind Zhou Qian, even if they knew about it, they would not dare to mention it.

"Zhou Qian, don't be in a hurry! There is another bottle waiting for you!" At this time, Wang Tao walked up to Zhou Qian, helped him open the bottle cap, and handed it to him.

Wang Tao's meaning is already obvious. You, Zhou Qian, must drink this wine!

The atmosphere in the stadium instantly turned cold. Wang Tao was slapping Zhou Qian in the face, not even giving Zhou Qian any face.

"Wang Tao, do you want to die! Do you know who my dad is!" Perhaps because he drank some wine, Zhou Qian's eyes turned red and he looked extremely scary.

Wang Tao is from the Zhang Group. Although his family is not as powerful as Zhou Qian, Zhou Qian may not dare to touch people from the Zhang Group.

The Zhang Group is famous for protecting its shortcomings, and the Zhou family is not even comparable to the five major families in Jiangzhou, so how can they possibly compete with the Zhang Group?

"I don't care who your father is, what I care about is how you drank this bottle!" Before Wang Tao could speak, Zhang Yang's voice reached everyone's ears very clearly.

"Believe it or not, I will kill you as easily as squeezing an ant to death!" Zhou Qian naturally did not want to drink this bottle of wine. He knew in his heart that if he drank another bottle, he would definitely be unconscious.

"I don't believe it!" Zhang Yang said loudly, joking, he is the young master of the Zhang family, how can a little Zhou Qian kill him? Even if he throws money at him, he will be killed.

"You don't believe it, right? Then just wait for me. I'll call my dad to come over and kill you right now!" Zhou Qian didn't expect Zhang Yang to be so strong, but he believed that after he called people over, he would definitely let Zhang Yang do it.

I couldn’t eat and walked around.

"Okay, but before that, you still have to drink this bottle of wine!" Zhang Yang was still unyielding towards Zhou Qian. If you pretend to be cool in front of him, you have to be prepared to be stepped on.

Seeing that Zhou Qian still refused to drink, Zhang Yang became angry. He knocked Zhou Qian to the ground with one hand, clamped his face and cheeks, and Zhang Yang poured the strong liquor into Zhou Qian's mouth.

Feng Xue couldn't help but become anxious when she saw this, and wanted to rush over and pull Zhang Yang away, but Wang Tao and Nihou quickly blocked her in front of her. Feng Xue also knew that it was impossible for him to save Zhou Qian.

So she walked out of the private room directly and made a phone call in the corridor. After that, she returned to the private room with an expressionless face.

At this time, Nihou and Wang Tao also noticed Feng Xue's actions. Feng Xue must have gone to bring in reinforcements, especially Nihou, who wanted to drag Zhang Yang away.

Wang Tao calmly took out his cell phone and dialed a number. If Zhang Yang saw the number, he would definitely recognize the owner of the number.

After a while, Wang Tao put down the phone, and his expression became much more relaxed. It seemed that he had received some good news.
Chapter completed!
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