Chapter 697: Chapter 697: Competing in Drinking Capacity
Cowardly?
Could a coward knock down seven strong n all at once?
So, what would you consider courageous?
At this mont, everyone looking at Chen Feng no longer held disdain in their eyes, but rather a deep respect.
Chen Feng’s strength was indeed worthy of their awe!
They now understood that it wasn’t that Chen Feng had been afraid to act, but rather that he disdained to, didn’t want to!
Clearly, from the beginning to the end, these seven strong n had never even caught Chen Feng’s eye.
Chen Feng patted his hands together and glanced over the seven n on the ground.
Apart from the leader, the other six had clearly lost their ability to move.
Seeing this, Chen Feng walked over to the leader, crouched down beside him.
The leader, trying to struggle to his feet, was almost scared out of his wits at the sight, his body trembling slightly as he looked up at Chen Feng in fear and asked, "What... what do you want to do?"
"I’m not going to do anything, I just want to ask you, that woman, do you still plan to sleep with her?"
Chen Feng pointed at Ye Qianrou, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly as he asked with a smile.
"No... no more!"
The leader hurriedly shook his head, his head bobbing like a rattle drum.
"So, if I take her away, you have no objections, right?"
Chen Feng asked with a smile.
"No objections!"
The leader quickly shook his head.
"Alright!"
Chen Feng nodded with a smile, then prepared to get up.
However, just then, the leader muttered softly, "Hmph, I’m not afraid of you, I admit I can’t beat you, but you’ve only beaten
in terms of martial strength. In other aspects, you are definitely no match for !"
"Oh?"
Chen Feng stopped getting up, turned his head to look at the leader, a faint smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Really?"
"Yes, I admit I can’t beat you, but that doesn’t make
truly respect you!"
The leader stiffened his neck, his face showing defiance.
"So, what would it take for you to truly respect
then?"
Chen Feng asked with a smile.
"If you’ve got the guts, let’s compete in other things. If you can beat
in those, then I’ll admit you’re a real man, and I wouldn’t mind kneeling and calling you grandpa!"
The leader said defiantly.
"What would you like to compete in?"
Chen Feng asked with interest.
Hearing this, the leader scanned around and finally his gaze landed on the bottles of white liquor on his dining table.
This made his eyes light up, and he imdiately said, "Let’s compete in drinking, a real man should conquer
over the white liquor!"
"Drinking, eh? Fine, let’s do it!"
Chen Feng’s smile broadened as he spoke.
Seeing Chen Feng agree, the leader was filled with excitent.
He had always loved drinking since he was young, claiming an almost boundless capacity.
He could gulp down five bottles of 52-degree liquor at once!
With such a drinking capacity, he had never lost a drinking contest in his life.
So now, seeing Chen Feng daring to compete with him in drinking, he was almost delirious with joy.
The face he had lost being kicked away by Chen Feng could finally be reclaid in this drinking contest!
Thinking this, the leader said to Chen Feng, "Let’s agree beforehand, if you lose, this girl must be mine!"
"What if you lose?"
Chen Feng asked with a slight smile.
"If I lose, I’ll kneel to you, call you grandpa, and do whatever you tell
to from now on!"
The leader thought for a mont and said.
"Alright, it’s a deal!"
Chen Feng said with a smile.
However, Ye Qianrou on the side was not pleased at all. She pouted and said, "Chen Feng, you jerk, did you ask for my permission? You’re betting on , what if you lose?"
"If I lose, you can just go with him!"
Chen Feng said with a smile.
"You’re such a jerk!"
Ye Qianrou glared at Chen Feng and said displeasedly.
"Don’t worry, I still need you, so, I won’t lose!"
Chen Feng said with a faint smile.
Although Chen Feng’s tone was very calm, it felt incredibly reassuring and comforting to Ye Qianrou’s ears.
For so reason, Ye Qianrou suddenly felt at that mont that Chen Feng would win, he definitely would!
Thus, Ye Qianrou stopped talking.
Since nobody objected, the gambling officially began.
Chen Feng and the lead thug moved to an empty table.
The other guests also ca around, gathering to watch the show.
"Waiter, bring
ten bottles of your 52-degree liquor!"
The lead thug smacked the table and said boldly.
The waiter didn’t dare object and quickly brought over ten bottles of 52-degree liquor, placing them on the table.
"I’ll start first, watch closely!"
The lead thug said, and directly picked up a bottle and began to chug.
Glug, glug, glug!
One bottle down, he grabbed the second and continued drinking.
The onlookers gave a thumbs-up after seeing this.
This is what you call a massive capacity!
Directly chugging 52-degree liquor, without even pausing for a break.
Even beer isn’t drunk like this!
This definitely impressed the crowd.
They thought that if it were a matter of physical strength, Chen Feng might be able to fight so.
But as for drinking capacity, Chen Feng likely couldn’t surpass the lead thug.
Such capacity is not sothing ordinary people have.
It’s sothing trained through countless bottles of liquor, and Chen Feng, looking young, obviously couldn’t match the lead thug.
In no ti, the lead thug had already finished three bottles of 52-degree liquor.
He tossed the empty bottles onto the table, his face slightly flushed as he looked at Chen Feng and said, "I’ve started with three bottles, now it’s your turn!"
"Is this your limit already?"
Chen Feng asked indifferently.
"Of course not, but I think three bottles are enough to win against you!"
The lead thug shook his head and said arrogantly.
Indeed, chugging three bottles of 52-degree liquor in one go.
Not many people can do that.
But the lead thug overlooked one thing.
Chen Feng was no ordinary man!
"I suggest you drink a few more bottles; otherwise, I’m afraid you will feel aggrieved about losing later!"
Chen Feng’s lips curled into a slight smile as he spoke.
"Hah, sure, today I’ll let you see what massive capacity really ans!"
The lead thug gave a cold laugh, then picked up another bottle and started to chug.
Thus, the lead thug continued downing another three bottles until he could drink no more and finally stopped.
Including the previous three, it was six bottles now, which was the limit for the lead thug.
At this mont, the lead thug felt like there was a fire burning in his stomach.
Nevertheless, he was ready to go all out to win against Chen Feng!
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