The collapse of 'Wu Yanzu' did not arouse the sympathy of 'Sister Bingbing'. She knew that with this man's drinking capacity, it was impossible to survive the second round.

After one round, there were still six people left on the stage, including Sister Bingbing, the eldest son of the Pang family, the lobby manager, the motorcyclist and two other men wearing Jimmy Lin masks.

"Welcome the six warriors, I, Mary I, will personally prepare the Absenthe Green Elf for you. This cocktail was taught to me by a good friend of mine. Its raw material is Absenthe. The concentration of alcohol is

It can reach more than 70%, but its blending is prohibited in many countries."

After "Mary I" finished speaking, she took out several bottles of foreign wine of different colors from under the bar. One of the bottles was dark green in color, like a deep pool of lake water.

"Everyone, show your shame," the performance of 'Mary I' began. She looked attentive, holding the silver spoon with her slender fingers in skillful gestures, quickly stirring the ice cubes in the glass, turning the bottle, spinning, and tossing it.

, jam the wine, return the bottle... The fancy bartending techniques are skillful and beautiful, just like a senior bartender performing her unique skills.

A few minutes later, when she gently picked up the dark green wine, slowly and evenly poured it into the wine glass, and when the wine was 2/3 filled, she slowly lifted it up, and a pool of green lake water instantly floated in the round glass.

There is also a slight white mist rising above the surface of the cup, just like the first-born brightness in the morning, and like a well-behaved green elf in a fairy tale.

"Beautiful," Young Master Pang Pang took the lead in applauding, but several people standing on the stage couldn't help laughing, because only those standing close could smell the pungent smell of alcohol floating over!

"Good wine!" the motorcyclist couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Who comes first?" 'Mary I' spread her hands, and six cups of 'Green Elf' were ready on the bar, with mysterious 'white mist' floating outward under the spotlight.

"Dehua, remember to take off the mask when you kiss later and let me see how you look." 'Sister Bingbing' seemed to be unable to hold back anymore. She pretended to be drunk and leaned against the lobby manager.

In his arms, the hall manager was so frightened that he trembled.

Women in bars have always been able to drink better than men. It is true to say that "women are made of water". This is because most women secrete an enzyme in their physiology, and the amount of this enzyme is generally higher than that of men.

, it is helpful for digesting alcohol. Therefore, women are naturally better than men in the probability of being able to drink.

"Then let's give priority to ladies." Young Master Pang Pang stood nearby. Hearing Sister Bingbing's words, he quickly climbed up the pole. He also wanted to see how powerful this cup of 'Green Elf' was.

"Then I'll be more respectful than obedient. Dehua, please wait for me." "Sister Bingbing" poked the hall manager's pectoralis major with her finger and smiled coquettishly.

'Sister Bingbing' can indeed drink. She downed a glass of 'Green Elf' in one gulp, but her hand when she put down the glass was already trembling a little. It seemed that the alcohol in her stomach had begun to exert its power.

"'Sister Bingbing', hurry up and shoot the target!" 'Daniel Wu' had already sat up, and he was shouting desperately from below the stage.

The dart board in the bar, on the left side of the bar

It was a distance of twenty meters to walk to the corner. The key was that she still had to walk down the four steps of the stage. 'Sister Bingbing''s steps were relatively steady at first, but when she walked to the steps, she started to have some obvious problems.

Shake up.

"Come on, Sister Bingbing!" As 'Daniel Wu' shouted, all the men in the bar began to cheer for 'Sister Bingbing'.

'Sister Bingbing' took a breath, raised her foot, and threw one of her high heels out. Then she kicked her legs and threw away the other one. As the two shoes hit the ground, 'Sister Bingbing' swayed first.

Then he finally stood firm.

The coldness of her bare feet on the ground may have indirectly awakened her brain. 'Sister Bingbing' finally walked to the dart step by step, picked up a dart, and began to take aim.

"Catch, hit, hit," all the men seemed to be gloating in the hope that 'Sister Bingbing' could hit. Only the person standing next to the manager in the lobby heard him shouting alone: ​​"No, no."

middle!"

"Dehua, here I come." As 'Sister Bingbing' screamed, the dart went straight to the edge of the target.

"Ah, hit!" When everyone thought they were going to miss the target, the dart had just nailed the edge of the target, and was only a little bit short of nailing the outer wall.

"Dehua, you are mine tonight." 'Sister Bingbing' turned around and pointed at the stage. As soon as she spoke, she stumbled, but fortunately she was supported by the person next to her.

"Hurry and help 'Sister Bingbing' sit down, the game continues." The screams of 'Mary I' sounded from the stage.

Of the next two men, one drank, but he couldn't walk a few steps. One was lying on his back, but fortunately he was quickly held by the motorcyclist behind him with quick eyesight and hands; the other one walked to the top of the stairs.

But as soon as he got off the stairs, he rolled down. It was Pang Lei's turn. He first killed the 'Green Elf' in one go, and then also imitated 'Sister Bingbing'.

' He took off his shoes like this. This trick was really effective. He walked staggeringly to the darts. He picked up the darts, but the target in front of him kept shaking. He raised his hand, not knowing how.

Throw it out. Because in front of his eyes, there is no longer one target, but three or four. Finally, the dart is nailed to the wall, causing the whole audience to sigh.

The lobby manager obviously found the trick and took off his shoes before he started drinking. He turned back, smiled bitterly and gave the last motorcyclist a fist: "Brother, there is no way, I really can't afford to lose."

After speaking, as if he was going to die with righteousness and magnanimity, he raised his head and drank the wine on the bar in one gulp. After a pause, he began to walk towards the bottom of the stage with his legs raised.

"Brother, come on, let's fight for our men!" I don't know which man shouted from below, which immediately caused a burst of laughter from the drinkers below.

The lobby manager walked down the steps step by step, and it could be seen that his steps were quite steady.

"Brother, I'm optimistic about you, come on!" A motorcyclist suddenly shouted on the stage, and after a shout, the sound of "come on" rang out throughout the bar.

Walking to the dart board and picking up a dart, the lobby manager closed one eye. His movements didn't look like he was throwing a dart, but like he was taking aim.

"Dehua, no!" 'Sister Bingbing' started to panic when she saw the lobby manager looking so serious.

The dart flew out, not towards the center of the target, but towards 'Sister Bingbing's' dart stuck on the target.

With a 'swish' sound, the two darts were almost inserted together, leaving only a gap in the middle.

"Wow," everyone exclaimed, followed by a burst of thunderous applause.

"Who is the winner here? Boss lady," "Sister Bingbing" who woke up a little and saw that her dart was still stuck on the target, shouted.

"Welcome to the last gentleman!" If 'Mary I' hadn't called out this voice, I'm afraid most people in the bar would have forgotten that there was a motorcyclist.

In fact, the boss lady at this moment knows best. When the motorcyclist helped the man who almost fell down, it showed that among these people, the most sober one was the motorcyclist. Because alcohol can paralyze a person.

His brain nerves will directly affect his reaction speed. The motorcyclist's quick reaction has shown that the impact of those "depth charges" on him is almost negligible.

The motorcyclist also took off his shoes. He walked to the bar, picked up the wine glass and slowly raised it to the level of his eyes. He seemed to be hesitant and reluctant to let go.

"Why, you can't bear to drink it?" 'Mary I''s voice was full of the temptation of a mature woman. The man no longer hesitated, raised his neck, and poured the 'Green Elf' in the cup into his mouth. However, he did not

I didn't rush to swallow the wine all at once, but held it in my mouth and turned it around, and then swallowed it with a "gudong" sound.

"Good wine must be tasted slowly to taste!" The man placed the wine glass on the bar. His voice was full of energy when he spoke, and his tone was full of domineering manliness.

The man stood for a second, then turned around and started walking towards the bottom of the stage. Every step he took was steady. Although the speed was relatively slow, there was no swaying left or right.

"Look..." Several people sitting next to the stage began to talk about it. Every step the man took, even every step he took down the steps, seemed to be filled with moisture, and there was also a smell.

Smells like alcohol.

"Oh my god, this person has his own 'wine leak'." This is a supreme level in the drinking world. It is rumored that a real 'wine master' can make the wine flow out from the soles of his feet or his toes.

As the Northeastern people say, you can never get drunk again.

'Mary I' stood on the stage, staring at the motorcyclist's back without moving. The current motorcyclist looked too much like a person she once knew. But unfortunately, since she went to France,

I have never heard any news about him again, and now I don’t know where he is or whether everything is okay!

The motorcyclist raised the dart and looked at it as if he was aiming at the target. This was very similar to the lobby manager, which also aroused great interest in the lobby manager. He stood aside and watched quietly, and suddenly he felt
Chapter completed!