"Drink if you drink, who is afraid of whom?" Song Yun said chokingly as if he was a newborn calf and not afraid of a tiger. Mei Feng sneered in his heart. He was so young that he couldn't stand any anger. After saying a few words, the other party couldn't wait to jump out and make a fool of himself.

As for Li Shishi, he looked at Mei Feng sadly and thought, this child is really stupid. What's wrong with Song Yun? He has to compete for alcohol. The last time Song Yun and his friends drank is still deeply imprinted in their minds. No matter how much you can drink, you can't drink wine like Song Yun, right?

"I am a good person, but the bad one is that I have a bad temper. When I encounter someone I like or don't like, I have to drink two glasses of white wine." Mei Feng shouted to the waiter and ordered two glasses of white wine and said. "I feel deep and soft, and I feel light and soft. My first time in Mei Feng, I, can see you, so I will do it first."

Mei Feng raised his head and gulped it and dried a glass of white wine. Song Yun smiled and drank it like that. He also drank so much that he could not leave any wine.

"Okay, it's good to go on, let's continue. I want to see how much you drink." Although Mei Feng's words were full of heroism, he looked at Song Yun with contempt. He dared to fight with a little prince like himself. He really didn't know how to live or die.

"Let's have another drink." Mei Feng didn't give Song Yun a chance to speak. When he was speaking, he poured the wine quickly. He brought one cup to Song Yun, and held the other cup himself and said, "I'll do it first. If you say the same thing, drink as much as you like."

"Come on, try to make the other party afraid of you once," Li Shishi pulled the corner of Song Yun's clothes and whispered.

Song Yun had a sneer on his lips and then he was dry and he was like that.

Without anything to base it, even Mei Feng, who often sits on the table, couldn't stand it. However, his skills are good, and this little wine is nothing and cannot affect his speech and thinking.

He poured another cup for Song Yun and said, "Put three cups of tea and drink three sips of wine. I will toast you the last cup."

This way of drinking three cups in a row is "three cups drunk". If you drink three cups in a row and don't give the other party any chance to eat, ordinary people may be a little confused, or they will go directly under the table. However, when Mei Feng saw that Song Yun's face was still unchanged, his expression was dull and his eyes became clearer, and he knew that the other party was a difficult opponent.

"It's really a thousand cups of wine for a close friend, and I'll give you a cup," a follower next to Mei Feng, who had earrings and dyed his hair colorful, stood up and shouted to Song Yun.

"Oh, no, no, no, I'm a little dizzy." Song Yun suddenly pretended to be about to be drunk, and shouted with a little loud tongue.

When Mei Feng saw this, he sneered in the corner of his mouth. It turned out that his face was not changing, but now he saw that he was going to fight on the wheel, so he realized that he was cowardly. However, the other party was cowardly and he could not be cowardly, so he had to chase and fight relentlessly.

"It's wrong for you to say this. What men fear the most is that they are not good. We meet each other and we are destined to meet each other. We drink today for happiness, and there are not so many intestines. If you have drunk today, how can you care about so many things? Since you have started drinking today, you can't stop." Mei Feng stopped the little brother next to him and encouraged Song Yun.

"Since you said so, then *******, let's not be so colorful. How many of you have come together?" Song Yun pointed at Mei Feng and shouted vaguely.

Mei Feng and the others were stunned when they heard this. The two people behind Mei Feng were also old wine barrels that often hang out at the table. He was the only one on the other side. He really dared to say anything after drinking too much. Mei Feng winked at the two people next to him. Since the other party wanted to die, they didn't mind taking Song Yun in person.

"Song Yun, there are three people on the other side. If it doesn't work, I'll find a reason to withdraw it." Li Shishi asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, I still say the same thing. We'll drink whatever they want today. People die and birds die in the sky for thousands of years. There are not so many things on the table." Song Yun laughed out loudly on purpose. The mocking meaning made everyone present feel that Meifeng and the others were at a disadvantage.

Song Yun's words stirred Mei Feng's nerves. The other party sneered a few times and said, "Okay, okay, today, let's see what you want to drink. Come on, we won't play any small games like tiger and leopard punching, let's drink more."

After saying that, he ordered the waiter to bring several bottles of national cellars, then opened them one by one, handed them to Song Yun a bottle and said, "We will drink faster than drinking this bottle of wine. Whoever finishes this bottle of wine will win. If we don't drink it, we will continue. Of course, if anyone can't drink it in the middle, you can give up. I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Okay, just drink as you said." Song Yun nodded with a smile. Even the old man, an old alcoholic, is not his opponent. He is born with a physique that is not allergic to alcohol. In addition, he often practices alcoholism with a group of people in the sect and has developed an almost invincible amount of alcohol. It seems that these three people want to crawl back today.

"Well, let's start." Mei Feng said that, he picked up the bottle and poured a full glass of glass, then raised his head and poured wine into his stomach.

"Song Yun, otherwise let's go. Drinking like this will hurt your stomach," Li Shishi pulled Song Yun with some concern and said.

"It's okay." Song Yun showed a reassuring smile at Li Shishi, picked up the Guojiao on the table and took a sip, and didn't bother to drink it with the cups one by one, and started to pour it into the bottle.

This time, not only Li Shishi was stunned, but even Mei Feng, a child who had been soaked in wine since childhood, was stunned. She was also a woman who drank white wine like this? Even those ancient heroes were not as fierce as they saw, right? Although those heroes on TV were drinking in a bunch of ways, they all picked up the wine and poured it on themselves. In fact, there were only a few sips in their mouths, and they just took the wine to take a bath.

But the person in front of me is different. This is really a drink of one sip after another, and no drop is leaked out.

This kid is crazy about drinking? Drinking like this will cause death. Don’t let us even if you want to die. If you drink like this, you will still be a cup of wine, and people around you will not be said to be timid and will not be authentic if you drink wine.

When the second bottle of wine was one-third, the two people next to Meifeng finally couldn't hold on anymore. They looked at the one in front of them with blurred eyes, drinking the Guojiao as boiled water, and Song Yun was confused. He was confused and his steps were frivolous, and he slapped himself on the table with a clang.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!