Drinking too much white wine will really kill people.

Even if it is beer, drinking crazy will kill people.

There have been countless such news online. Someone was drinking in a bar and eventually died of alcohol poisoning.

So, you can drink alcohol, don’t drink it.

No one here is fool, so naturally he knows this truth.

Peng Chen originally thought that he could just compete with Zhou Wen for a beer, but he didn't expect that Zhou Wen was so arrogant and even had to compete with white wine.

Liquor is just liquor!

Looking at so many people around you, Peng Chen naturally would not retreat.

He took the matter up. If he was scared, wouldn’t it make these freshmen laugh out loud?

What's more, Peng Chen didn't believe that Zhou Wen could blow at the bottle.

This is liquor, not beer!

Moreover, the waiter brought these two bottles of liquor, which was made from a winery near them. It was not very famous, but its advantage was that it had a high degree and an alcohol content of 65%.

In other words, 65% of the 100 ml of wine are alcohol.

This raw wine has a mellow taste and sufficient stamina. I usually drink it slowly and drink it sip at a time.

However, now Peng Chen and Zhou Wen have to blow at the bottle.

"Oh, the alcohol content is too high, there is no need, just drink beer." Hu Qianyuan said with a worried look on his face.

He was really afraid that something would happen.

"Hu Qianyuan, don't worry. Since Zhou Wen has agreed to compete with me, then just fight." Peng Chen said arrogantly.

He took a bottle of wine, unscrewed the lid and threw it on the ground, and placed it on the table with a bang.

"Zhou Wen, why not hurry up. If you are afraid now, it will be too late to admit your mistake." Peng Chen said proudly.

He is still very confident in his alcohol tolerance.

Although the bottle of wine has a high degree of alcohol, even he can't finish a bottle.

But he felt that Zhou Wen was even more unlikely to finish a bottle, and he would definitely win by then.

Let Zhou Wenxin convince!

Zhou Wen's face was calm, and he slowly took another bottle of white wine in front of him, unscrewed the lid and threw it on the ground.

"Chairman Peng, if you are afraid, it's still time to admit defeat." Zhou Wen said lightly.

Hearing this, Peng Chen's face suddenly became angry and became even more angry.

Many people on the table around noticed the movement here and looked at it.

This is really a strange thing. The two of them actually wanted to blow white wine at the bottle.

"That person seems to be the chairman of our school's student union presidium!"

"Who is the one who is fighting with him? It looks very good!"

"No matter who he is, they both drink raw wine, 65 degrees. If you want to blow on the bottle, you may have to call an ambulance later!"

"Hahaha! I don't know who can win!"

Everyone was talking, not caring about the food on the table, and they all looked at Zhou Wen and the others.

For a moment, this place became the focus of the audience.

The people from the presidium of the Student Union of the Shanghai University are still very famous in the school, and many people recognize Peng Chen and the others.

Now there are people who are not afraid of being attracted to the presidium of the school association, and everyone wants to see the fun.

Seeing so many people paying attention to the movement here, Hu Qianyuan became a little nervous.

If this matter spreads, it will have a bad impact on their school student union.

"Peng Chen, fight quickly!"

"Yes, let's finish drinking quickly and let's go!"

Several boys urged them to start.

When Peng Chen heard this, he immediately looked at Zhou Wen and said aloud: "Then let's start!"

"Boss, can you do it?" Zhao Xianfeng said with some concern.

"Don't worry," Zhou Wen said lightly.

Zhao Xianfeng and others hesitated for a while, but thought that Zhou Wen seemed to have never done anything that he was unsure of, so he slowly felt relieved.

Zhou Wen is their boss, and nothing has to do to stump Zhou Wen!

Zhao Xianfeng and the other two were a little expectant.

"Then I'll preside over the presidency, I'll count down three seconds, you guys start." A school committee chairman stood up and said.

Peng Chen and Zhou Wen's eyes collided in the air. Compared to Peng Chen's fierce fighting spirit, Zhou Wen looked calm, as if he didn't take this bottle of wine seriously.

Such a behavior made Peng Chen even more unhappy.

Peng Chen sneered: "Remember to call an ambulance."

"That's natural, otherwise it would be too unlucky if you get alcohol poisoned." Zhou Wen said lightly.

Peng Chen was about to say something, but the boy next to him had already started counting down.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

The three countdown was finished soon.

As soon as the last voice fell, Peng Chen quickly picked up the bottle of wine and poured it into one mouthful.

"Gududu...gududu..."

Bubbles in the wine bottle kept popping out, Peng Chen's face became extremely ferocious, and his eyebrows were about to gather together.

It feels bad if you have white wine over the throat!

Only then did Zhou Wen slowly lift the bottle up and pour it into one mouthful.

"Gududu..."

A burst of bubbles rose from the wine bottle.

However, Zhou Wen's face remained unchanged, without any abnormality, as if the one holding it in his hand was not white wine, but mineral water.

Peng Chen was drinking while paying attention to Zhou Wen's movements.

This was amazing and almost interrupted his anger.

"Fuck! Why is this kid still like nothing happened?" Peng Chen asked in his heart.

Not only was he confused, but everyone around him had wide eyes.

The wine in the bottle in Zhou Wen's hand dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Zhou Wen still had no response.

Peng Chen's face was already red, and only one-quarter of his bottle has fallen into it.

"So awesome!"

"This is so drinkable! He didn't react at all!"

"Why do I feel that Peng Chen is going to lose!"

Everyone shouted.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Peng Chen suddenly squirted out of his mouth with a mouthful of wine and quickly threw the bottle on the table.

His face turned red, and the veins on his temples on both sides burst out, and he looked very uncomfortable.

"How is that possible! Zhou Wen is still drinking! Peng Chen looked at Zhou Wen with shock.

At this moment, Zhou Wen's face still did not change at all, and half of the wine in the bottle had already dropped.

Peng Chen's wine was only one-third of it.

But he no longer dared to drink it. Drinking white wine so quickly will increase the risk of alcohol poisoning several times.

If I continue to drink, Peng Chen can guarantee that he will fall to the ground immediately.

He is here to make trouble for Zhou Wen, not to fight for his life!

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Zhou Wen.

The wine dropped rapidly.

One third left.

One quarter left.
To be continued...