The second bottle, Ye Chenfeng still followed. (..)

In the third bottle, Ye Chenfeng still followed.

In the fourth bottle, the warrior's body staggered significantly and his speed slowed down, but Ye Chenfeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, as bright as stars.

The fifth bottle, the warrior swallowed half of the bottle with difficulty, and when he saw Ye Chenfeng, he looked calm. He swallowed the other half of the bottle in one breath.

"puff!"

"puff!"

But then, the warrior sprayed out most of the wine and spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

What's even more terrifying is that his body was twitching violently while lying on the ground, and his mouth made even more vague sounds.

"Next, it's your turn!"

Ye Chenfeng swept his cold eyes at the other nine people.

Be afraid before fighting!

At this time, these words disappear from everyone's minds.

The remaining nine people Ye Chenfeng only used nine bottles to solve them.

Most people give up on themselves...

"Weak, too weak."

Ye Chenfeng sneered faintly.

His disdainful eyes swept over the onlookers, and his arrogant attitude is to provoke everyone.

But no one dared to refute it.

Or, you dare not speak out!

The owner of the first tavern was extremely aggrieved at this moment.

A series of complex expressions such as shame, anger, regret, and grievance were intertwined, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.

The reason is nothing special. In order to vent his anger, he threatened to contract all the wine.

Now Ye Chenfeng drank thirty or forty bottles of whiskey alone. Although it was not a top-notch whiskey, it was all money.

Almost half of his whiskey stocks...

And following this driving, Ye Chenfeng challenged 100 people and got at least 100 bottles of whiskey.

His inventory must be finished by Ye Chenfeng!

Then his losses were simply too great...

In the fourth tavern, Ye Chenfeng was completely abused.

Onlookers were shocked.

In the fifth house, Ye Chenfeng won again.

The onlookers shouted.

In the Sixth House Tavern, Ye Chenfeng performed against the will.

The onlookers were crazy.

In the Seventh House, Ye Chenfeng interprets what drinking means.

The onlookers were hysterical.

In the eighth family tavern, Ye Chenfeng walked out staggeringly.

His voice was loud: "I'm not thirsty at last."

Onlookers, regardless of men or women, collapsed completely at this moment, if they were walking dead.

Looking at Ye Chenfeng, it was like seeing a god.

In the ninth house, the challengers were all like evil and talking nonsense.

Everyone picked up the wine bottle and squirted it all the first mouthfuls, and even fainted.

"Plop!"

The last challenger at the Ninth House Tavern finally fell to the ground with a thump...

The onlookers widened their eyes, completely dull, and could not say a word.

The audience lost voices and the atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet.

Until Ye Chenfeng took a step toward the last ijita, everyone woke up in surprise.

"hiss……"

Everyone's breathing sounds were endless, and their eyes were full of shock and disbelief. At this moment, everyone's eyes were about to fly out.

The entire night market street was silent, as if it was a dream, as if the air had solidified.

A mysterious man from China forced himself to drink people from a street with wine!

In the tenth house, Ye Chenfeng descended.

His tall figure is like a god at this moment!

Who can fight with the arrival of the God of Baccarat in the myth?

The ten challengers in the tenth tavern were all standing, like living statues, as if the wind and rain had not moved for thousands of years.

This is impossible!

This is completely contrary to scientific principles!

What have we seen?

He drank ninety people and drank hundreds of bottles of whiskey in dozens of minutes!

He is not a human!

He is not a human!

...

The ten people who challenged in the end seemed to have suffered a serious illness, with an extremely pale complexion without any blood.

"We give in!"

Ten challengers could not withstand such pressure and actually gave in.

"Don't admit defeat if you are a man, prove yourself with the wine on the table!"

Ye Chenfeng's mouth, with a slightly red face, had a strange curve, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.

"drink!"

"drink!"

...

The onlookers almost shouted in unison, not cheering their compatriots.

At this moment, they all stood on Ye Chenfeng's side.

I want to witness the scene of Ye Chenfeng completing his own eyes.

"good!"

Under heavy pressure, the last ten people burst out with unprecedented potential.

But in the face of absolute strength, everything is empty.

Ye Chenfeng drank ten people with twenty bottles that were against the will of heaven.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

The last ipas was the worst, and three people vomited blood after drinking.

All ten drunk people were carried away, and only Ye Chenfeng was left in the huge tavern.

Seeing that there was a bottle on the table, Ye Chenfeng slowly walked to the front and opened the last bottle and drank it.

"Since people invite us to drink, we can't waste it."

Ye Chenfeng said lightly, found a seat to sit down, and slowly lit a cigarette and sucked it.

At this moment, the onlookers felt like they were dreaming, as if all the things they had just seen were in dreams.

Everything is fake and unreal.

But everything is not a dream, but a fact that it did happen.
To be continued...