Chapter 324 The Head Can Be Broken and the Blood Can Be Lost, but the Face Can't Be Lost

Su Xue and Wang Zhu looked at each other, but they soon realized that the problem was not with them, but with the other three people at this table.

It turned out that the table where Wang Chu and Su Xue sat was three foreigners. Judging from their tall and burly figures and the furs they wore, they should have come from Russia.

old man!

Anthony!

King of Black Fist!

Wang Zhu was startled, and immediately understood why there were only three people at this table, and it was because no one dared to provoke these three guys. However, what made Wang Chu feel strange was that although these three people were full of flesh, they didn't have the kind of tyrannical spirit that would reject others thousands of miles away.

"Come here, let's toast our guests from far away!" Although Wang Zhu couldn't get on the stage, he was able to deal with this kind of thing with ease, raising the teacup in his hand to toast, trying to break the suffocating atmosphere.

"cheers!"

Immediately, a group of executives from New Oriental Martial Arts School, led by Qian Bo, stood up one after another. Some Jianghu sects and martial arts figures also raised their cups. After all, if you eat other people's food and drink other people's food, you still have to give face.

"Slow!" Just as everyone was toasting, the Russian sitting in the middle stood up, said something nondescript in Chinese, lifted the two bottles of liquor on his chest, and walked in front of Wang Zhu in a slow and unhurried manner. Empty a large teacup, and then slowly pour white wine.

"Drink!" The Russian picked up two glasses of baijiu and handed one to Wang Chu.

"drink!"

Without saying a word, Wang Zhu took the teacup, raised his neck and drank it down in one gulp, then put down the teacup and stared at Lao Maozi viciously. At this time, Wang Zhu scolded the eighteen generations of Lao Maozi's ancestors all over the place. You must know that the amount of baijiu he drank in his life was not as much as this cup.

"it is good!"

The old Maozi gave Wang Chou a thumbs up, and then, leaning his neck, drank a glass of white wine in one gulp.

"Grandma's, it really is a fighting nation!" Looking at the other party's calm face, Wang Zhu, whose chest was like a fire, wished to blow the other party's head open with a bottle of wine.

It wasn't until this time that Wang Chu realized from the corner of his eyes that the two wine bottles were different from the wine bottles on other tables. Obviously, these two bottles of wine were hard liquor brought over from Russia by three old men. It is probably a legend. The vodka in it, it is said,

Vodka has nearly crippled the old Maozi race, and the birth rate has been negative in recent decades.

No wonder the inside of the lungs is like a fire.

Wang Cun was so burned that he couldn't speak, ignored the old man who gave him a thumbs up, drank a few glasses of water in succession, and urged the spiritual energy to refine the alcohol in his body, and then he felt more comfortable.

"drink!"

What made Wang Zhu vomit blood was that when he just felt better, Lao Maozi poured two more glasses of strong wine.

"Fuck, drink and drink, I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Seeing hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, Wang Chu was also angry, took the cup, stepped on the chair, and drank in one gulp. do.

"it is good!"

The old man seemed to be able to speak only a few simple Chinese words. After Wang Zhu drank, he immediately raised his neck and drank it down, and then poured the two cups to the top.

At this time, the number of wine bottles in front of Lao Maozi had become six. Wang Zhu guessed that these should be brought by Lao Maozi to drink by himself, and each of the three people had two bottles.

Do you want to drink up these six bottles of wine?

Wang Cun was a little panicked. When he was very young, after drinking and getting drunk with Fa Xiao, who died of drug addiction, he was a little afraid of baijiu. Just now he had to bite the bullet and drank two glasses, which was already his limit.

"drink!"

The old Maozi filled the wine glass again, and signaled Wang Zhu to drink. This time, Wang Zhu couldn't be a hero anymore, and his head shook like a rattle.

"You don't want to drink, ma'am!" Old Maozi held the wine glass with aggressive eyes.

"I drink."

With a calm face, Su Xue stretched out her snow-white catkin, took the wine glass in the old man's hand, and immediately caused the other two old men to croak and look excited, and the people around him also booed and booed. , It is not a glorious thing to let a woman stop drinking.

"I'm coming!" Wang Zhu took a deep breath, grabbed Su Xue's arm, and took the wine glass in her hand.

"Wang stupid..."

"Don't worry, I'm a cultivator." Wang Zhu smiled, approached Su Xue, and said softly in his ear. After speaking, he stretched out his tongue and licked Su Xue's ear lightly. Su Xue was so calm. Calm, but in front of these hundreds of pairs of eyes, suddenly flushed with embarrassment. Fortunately, because the two were very close, no one noticed that Wang Zhu licked Su Xue's ear, and everyone focused on Wang Zhu and Lao Maozi, and they didn't notice the red face. Su Xue.

"Drink!" Wang Zhu laughed loudly, and drank it down with pride.

"Come again!"

The old man finished his drink immediately, and filled up his glass again.

"Okay, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return! If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never return. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall is sad and white, and the morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow. Life is full of joy, don't let gold The bottle is empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the gold is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink, and the cup will not stop. With A song of the king, please listen to me. Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk. The sages and sages in ancient times are lonely, but the drinkers keep their names. In the old days, King Chen feasted on peace and joy, fighting wine ten times Thousands of joys and jokes. Why does the master say that there is little money, and he must sell it to the king. Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrows with you."

Wang Cun took out all the tricks he had used to suppress the bottom of the box. In order to be able to pretend to be a cultural person on certain occasions, Wang Cun had worked hard at the beginning and spent a whole week reciting Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" This is the glorious moment.

really!

A group of big bosses were stunned by the "profound" knowledgeable Wang Zhu. There was an extreme silence at first, and then there was thunderous applause. Some monks and priests applauded one after another. shout.

"Bring the wine!" Wang Zhu raised his arms and shouted. Immediately, the huge hall became quiet again. Hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at Wang Zhu, not understanding what Wang Zhu meant.

"Grandma, you are still so arrogant in China. Uncle can bear it, but sister-in-law can't bear it! If you don't drink these old men to death today, I will write my name backwards, waiter, get two boxes of Moutai... Hey, Beijing Erguotou is fine. It's gone." Wang Zhu thought that he was being taken advantage of by paying the bill, so he immediately changed Moutai to Erguotou. Grandma's, a bottle of Moutai is worth buying a case of Erguotou, there is no need to let a barbarian like Lao Maozi drink good wine, Erguotou is already worthy of them.

The three old men listened to Wang Zhu talking and singing, and the people around them applauded again. They didn't understand what happened and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Naturally, people don't know that Wang Chu just bullied the three people because their Chinese is not good. It is estimated that the three people should not be able to understand his extremely fast Chinese. Now seeing the blank expressions on the faces of the three people, it can be regarded as a proof of their own. guess.

Two large boxes of Erguotou arrived soon, and a few good-natured people immediately ran over to open wine for Wang Zhu.

Soon, dozens of bottles of Erguotou stood on the table in unison, densely packed, incomparably spectacular.

At this time, the people around were not in the mood to eat, and one by one stood up and walked around Wang Zhu's dining table, forming a huge circle. A few monks thought the table was in the way, so they moved a few tables and got some chairs Sitting down, holding a plate of peanuts in his hand, the whole rhythm is like watching a play.

Looking at the densely packed Erguotou on the table, the three old men finally figured it out.

"Okay, I will send the Buddha to heaven today, and I will send you three to the west." Wang Zhu emptied two more teacups and filled them with Erguotou. Immediately, someone sent two large cups of Erguotou to the other two. In front of the old man.

"Drink!" Wang Zhu picked up the cup and drank it first.

"drink!"

The three old men glanced at each other, let out an arrogant laugh, and then all drank it with their necks raised.

While everyone was waiting for Wang Zhu to continue drinking, suddenly, in front of hundreds of people, Wang Zhu put his arms around Su Xue's neck, kissed her on the cheek, and said softly in his ear: "My dear Xueer, hurry up!" Go and help me pour some plain water into the wine bottle, understand?"

Su Xue, who was blushing, immediately understood and nodded slightly.

"drink!"

Wang Zhu let go of Su Xue, refused others to pour wine, and immediately filled the Erguotou for the three old men. At this time, people kept magnifying the glass in front of Wang Zhu, and there was no need to wait for the glass.

When the drink was in full swing, Su Xue left for a while, and told the hotel waiter that the hotel waiter was familiar with this job, and after a while, two pieces of Erguotou were placed at Su Xue's feet, and one of them was It is filled with boiled water.

Su Xue took over the work of pouring the wine that was originally Wang Zhu's without anyone noticing.

Beautiful wine, no one doubts that what Wang stupid drank was boiled water.

Theoretically, drinking boiled water is actually more painful than drinking white wine, because white wine can quickly be integrated into the body, while plain water will bloat the stomach. However, this is no problem for a cultivator like Wang Clumsy. It is much easier to dissolve liquor.

a cup!

Two cups!

Three cups!

Four cups!

...

The three old men didn't know how many cups they drank, their eyes were straightened, and their hands and feet were trembling uncontrollably, but Wang Zhu drank more and more vigorously, and his whole person was full of vigor and radiance.

The onlookers turned from booing to awe.

A new generation of Dionysus is born!

Since then, there has been a number one master in the arena - Dionysus Invincible!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

An old man was finally overwhelmed with alcohol, and fell straight on the ground. Seeing that one of them had already fallen, the other two old men didn't hold on anymore, and fell limp on the ground.

It's a good season for pretense again!

"Fishing with anger, leaning on the railing, resting in the rain. Looking up, looking up to the sky and screaming, with a strong heart. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of roads, clouds and moons. Don't wait for nothing, the boy's head is white, empty grief! Jingkang shame, It’s still snowing; the hatred of the courtiers, when will it be destroyed. Drive a long cart and step through the gaps in Helan Mountain. Aspirations eat the meat of the Hulus hungry, and laugh and talk about drinking the blood of the Xiongnus thirsty. Waiting to start all over again, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.”

Wang Zhu's finale "Man Jianghong" blurted out, the gold and iron horse, high-spirited and heroic!

There was a burst of earth-shattering applause.

At this time, Wang Zhu's victory was no longer a victory in a wine fight, but had been elevated to the height of a national victory. Every character in the world was proud and moved, and a few guys who knew some poetry were even moved to tears, wishing to incarnate Yue Fei galloped on the battlefield, killing the field.

Under the awe-inspiring eyes of the people, Wang Zhu picked up the graceful and luxurious Su Xue and walked away, making a group of bumpkins envious.

Before leaving, Su Xue did not forget to tell the waiter to pack up the unfinished boiled water, so as not to affect the national integrity and international image of the Chinese people after wearing the bag.

The head can be broken and blood can be shed, but the face cannot be lost! [ps: monthly pass, monthly pass, why is there no monthly pass? ! 】r1058

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