Liao Zhiyuan said in his heart, this guy can do it, at least he is not inferior to himself in terms of momentum.

The two of them kept up their efforts and drank all ten glasses of wine, five glasses each, one pound each.

After finishing the drink, Ma Ming kept his expression calm and his tone down. He slammed the wine glass on the table and said, "Senior Liao, thank you very much! Let's continue!" Ma Ming doesn't like people who push back and forth, but appreciates knights who are just and righteous.

His idols are Qiao Feng from The Movie and Dragons, and characters like Ma Ge played by Chow Yun-fat.

After all, Liao Zhiyuan was in his fifties, and he really couldn't stand it. He thought that at most three cups would be able to suppress this young man. Five cups would definitely knock him down. Unexpectedly, the other party was not only unscathed, but also became more courageous as he fought.

, and he was almost broken. He had already drank one and a half kilograms before, and no matter how good a drinker he was, he couldn't bear to drink another kilogram of foreign wine in a few minutes.

So, he tried hard to stay awake, tried to smoke to cheer up and hide his drunkenness, but his eyes were blurred, his fingers were not in control, and he couldn't take out the cigarette from the cigarette case after several puffs.

Ma Ming gently helped him take out the cigarette and lit it for him with a lighter. Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Village chief, after smoking this cigarette, please have five more cups."

"You...are you really okay?" Liao Zhiyuan couldn't hold his tongue straight.

"A thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend. Of course I didn't drink enough."

"You took advantage. I drank more than a pound earlier."

Ma Ming said: "You still have two helpers. I fought one against three and it was even."

This guy not only dares to drink, he is not stupid, he is brave and resourceful. He can't handle him alone. Liao Zhiyuan thought to himself, turned to look at Qiu Haiyang and Liao Zhihui, and then they put out their cigarette butts and gathered around

.

"One by one, or together?" Ma Ming's voice was very calm, but the effect was very arrogant.

Liao Zhihui was younger and full of energy, and said angrily: "Come on, I will fight with you."

Soon, the ten beer glasses were filled with foreign wine again.

Unexpectedly, after three drinks, Liao Zhihui narrowed his eyes, swayed, and fell drunk on the ground. Qiu Haiyang and Ma Ming worked together to lift him to the sofa, where he squeezed with Wei Zhiqiang and lay there.

The tall and powerful Liao Zhihui looks majestic, but unexpectedly he turns out to be a fool, with the worst drinking capacity among the village cadres.

However, after such a toss, Ma Ming felt as if several huge rocks were rolling in his stomach. They rolled for a while and then fell down desperately, causing his internal organs to feel as if they were being torn apart.

He rushed into the bathroom, squatted next to the toilet, and vomited for a while. After vomiting, he woke up a little, but his stomach was still burning like a fire. Thinking that Qiu Haiyang had not been knocked down, and the tough battle would continue, he

Pressing the base of his tongue with his fingers, he spit out the remaining food and wine. After spitting out, there was only tea-yellow wine.

He vomited out most of the one pound and sixty ounces of wine he just drank before it was fully involved in metabolism.

He was so heartbroken after vomiting that he felt relieved. His newly flushed cheeks now returned to normal color. He was awake and resurrected with full blood!

After Ma Ming rinsed his mouth and face, he returned to the wine table. The room was full of people staggering around and snoring one after another. The scene was a bit comical, but also quite spectacular.

Pi Yong, who only had half a kilogram of alcohol to drink, had been holding on for a whole night. At this moment, he finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep with his head on the chair.

There are still two masters, Qiu Haiyang and Liao Zhiyuan, standing still.

Ma Ming personally filled ten wine glasses with foreign wine, took Liao Zhiyuan's hand, and said as close as a family: "Village chief, drinking with you is very refreshing and happy, but it's still not enough! Five more glasses!"

Liao Zhiyuan shook his head and said vaguely: "You...you first punish yourself three...three cups!"

"Why?"

"You...have eyes but don't...know Mount Tai." Liao Zhiyuan said drunkenly, "I...my third daughter is the most beautiful...in the Purple Mountain. How many...people proposed marriage, but...they all...were... broken."

The door...threshold, why...why...why do you look down on it?!"

"Okay, I'll drink three cups! I'll drink with you again!" After Ma Ming finished speaking, without hesitation, he drank seven or eight times and drank three cups, drinking happily and crazily.

Liao Zhiyuan and Qiu Haiyang were horrified. They had seen people risking their lives while drinking, but they had never seen anyone so desperate.

"My three drinks are not self-punishment, they are gratitude, respect and blessing. As soon as I came to work at the Baoshan Township Government, I was in the same office as Liao Jiayi. She took good care of me and helped me a lot, so I drank these three drinks.

Thank you to the old village chief, thank you to sister Jiayi, and wish her to find her right husband soon!" After Ma Ming finished speaking, he picked up a full cup, forced it into Liao Zhiyuan's hand and said, "Come on, let's continue to have a couple.

one."

Qiu Haiyang knew that Liao Zhiyuan could not drink anymore, so he reached out to grab the cup and said with a smile: "Cadre Ma, I will drink with you."

Liao Zhiyuan pushed him away and cursed: "Get the hell out of here! This is my good brother. It's none of your business if we drink together!" After saying that, he raised his head and poured wine into his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it.

The speed obviously couldn't keep up with the speed at which the wine flowed down his throat, causing his mouth and chest to be filled with wine. He was completely unaware of this. After drinking, he burst out laughing. He was so drunk.

Liao Zhiyuan is proud at heart, not to mention his wine.

Ma Ming simply drank another glass. He wanted to test how much he drank tonight. He had never been drunk before. The main reason was that he rarely drank, and he didn't drink much each time.

He didn't know it, but Lao Ma's family was of Western origin. His grandfather and father were both good drinkers and were famous far and wide.

At this time, Liao Zhiyuan was completely drunk, and his body was out of control. He was shaking around, pointed for a long time before pointing at Ma Ming, and said with a smile: "Uncle, handsome boy, it's still not enough." He spoke half Cantonese and half Mandarin,

After saying that, his body tilted and he was about to fall down. Ma Ming, with quick hands and eyes, caught him hurriedly and dragged him to the sofa in the cubicle. Looking again, Liao Zhiyuan was already drunk.

Qiu Haiyang staggered and followed him in to take a look. He murmured in his heart. This was the first time he had seen Liao Zhiyuan really drunk, and the person who drank him down turned out to be an unknown junior Ma Ming.

Ma Ming grabbed Qiu Haiyang's arm, pulled him back to the private room, filled up ten glasses of wine again, and said loudly: "Come on, we are the only ones left, life or death, just these ten glasses of wine!" He said

An expression with a look of death, a murderous look!

Qiu Haiyang is short in stature and has the opposite temperament to Liao Zhiyuan. He is timid and cautious, and his alcohol capacity is not as good. He can survive until now because of Liao Zhiyuan and others charging ahead. Ma Ming's momentum is too strong.

The energy to fight you to the end even if you drink to death is really scary and intimidating to him.

Qiu Haiyang was convinced that he was no match for Ma Ming, so he gave up.

Ma Ming keenly observed the changes in his expression and guessed his psychological activities, so he crushed him with all his strength, picked up a glass of wine, and said boldly: "Village Chief, I will start first, I will do it, you can do whatever you want!

"After saying that, he grabbed a glass of wine, raised his neck and drank it all. After drinking, he slammed it on the table and stared at Qiu Haiyang with wide, blood-red eyes. He said nothing but had the power of thunder.

Qiu Haiyang avoided his sharp gaze and looked at the nine full glasses of wine. He was shocked. He shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Ma, that's it for tonight. There must be one or two sober people left. Do a good job."

You are also the one doing the finishing work, you have to send your boss home."

Ma Ming said: "It's okay, there are two lesbians, Sun Linlin and Chen Lijuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, a charming voice came from outside: "Oh, I miss my sister, I'm here!"

The door was pushed open, and the unique fragrance of a woman came to my face.
Chapter completed!