Still going on? Are you really going to die? Dong Enhao's face was very ugly, he wanted to bite Lin Feng to death, what had he become of him after drinking so much? Are you really going to the crematorium?

At this moment, he had forgotten that he wanted to drink Lin Feng to death before.

Dong Enhao felt a little embarrassed. He had come here today intending to get Lin Feng drunk, but he had not expected that Lin Feng had such a terrifying alcohol tolerance. If he admitted defeat like this, wouldn't he lose the face he wanted to regain today? Especially when he saw Lin Feng's eyes full of contempt, in his heart.

In an instant, feelings of humiliation, dissatisfaction, resentment, and humiliation flashed through his mind. No, he couldn't admit defeat. No matter what, he couldn't admit defeat. If he admitted defeat, he would lose all his face.

I came here to teach Lin Feng a lesson, but I was taught a lesson by Lin Feng instead. If this gets out, where will my face be in the future? Especially how will I face Erica in the future, and how will I have the face to pursue her.

"Forget it, let me do it!" Zhang Niangliang saw that Dong Enhao's face was a little unpredictable, and he knew that he was not in good condition now. He was the only one among them who could drink the best. If he didn't stand up today, no one would be Lin Feng's opponent.

He sighed secretly in his heart, hoping that Lin Feng was just good at drinking quickly and his actual alcohol tolerance was not as good as his.

Zhang Niangliang knows a lot of drinking experts who are good at their respective fields. For example, some people drink slowly and don't seem to have much alcohol tolerance, but if you really drink with him, you will find that he can drink more than you think. His father is such a person. He usually drinks slowly, but his alcohol tolerance is amazing.

He thought that Lin Feng was the kind of person who could drink quickly and was good at it, and his actual alcohol tolerance was probably not as good as his. He still had four bottles of wine to drink, and he didn't believe that Lin Feng would be fine after drinking four bottles in a row.

Jiang Li sat behind Lin Feng, looking at this war without the smoke of gunpowder with curiosity. He had agreed to come and have dinner with her, but how did it turn into a drinking party for men? It was really strange.

"Okay, let's drink together." Lin Feng agreed very readily: "Are you okay?"

"Of course no problem." Zhang Niangliang sneered and thought, don't pretend to be cool here. Drink four bottles of wine and see if you can still be as relaxed as you are now. Just don't find excuses to slip away when the time comes.

"Okay, let's not waste any more time. It's all in the wine." Lin Feng shook the bottle in his hand and started drinking.

Damn it! Zhang Niangliang cursed inwardly, then raised the bottle and drank it together with Lin Feng.

Jiang Li looked at Lin Feng with some concern. He drank so much tonight, might his body not be able to bear it? If he passed out drunk here today, should he take him home at night?

"Ha..." Zhang Niangliang let out a breath and raised his hand to rub his stomach. His stomach felt as if it was burning. He wanted to pick up some food to suppress the burning sensation, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Lin Feng sat at the table calmly, as if nothing had happened, and even laughed at Jiang Li's quarrel.

"I'm drunk now, my behavior is out of my control?" Lin Feng shamelessly touched Jiang Li's face, but she slapped him back without any hesitation. She blushed and spat at him: "I won't believe your nonsense."

"Niangliang, don't just stand there like an idiot. Eat something quickly. The dishes that Lin Feng just replaced are almost cold. Everyone, eat quickly." Zhang Xingjian could see that his brother was in a bad condition, so he stepped forward to help him out without showing any emotion.

Zhang Niangliang quickly glanced at Zhang Xingjian and nodded: "Yes, now that you mention it, I feel a little hungry, so I won't be polite.

Lin Feng looked at the two people singing the same tune, and felt quite contemptuous in his heart, but he did not say it out loud. He just said lightly: "Well, since Brother Zhang has shrunk... uh, no, if he is hungry, then do you want to continue to replace him?"

"Okay, then I won't spoil your fun. I'll drink with you. It's just that my alcohol tolerance is not very good, hahahaha... How about this, I'll drink the whole bottle in two times, and you drink it all at once. See if that's okay. After all, this is your strong point."

Zhang Xingjian saw clearly the miserable looks of Dong Enhao and Mu Baiyu. He didn't have as good a drinking tolerance as Zhang Niangliang, but his drinking tolerance was about the same as Dong Enhao's. Rather than being embarrassed by being drunk by Lin Feng like him, he might as well admit that he couldn't drink much and drink it in two times.

"Okay, no problem. I have no objection even if you drink half." Lin Feng sneered in his heart. These two brothers are really shameless to the extreme. They can't drink much, so they find excuses to make it up. They are really good-for-nothings.

As soon as Lin Feng said this, Zhang Xingjian regretted it so much. Drinking half is fine? Why didn't you say it earlier? If you had said it earlier, why would I drink it twice? Wouldn't it be better to drink half directly? Although Zhang Xingjian was very shameless, he was still a little short of being shameless. He didn't regret it as soon as he said it. He had already said it, so he naturally had no way to regret it.

Lin Feng drank the bottle of Moutai without changing his expression, and Zhang Xingjian did as he said and drank it in two gulps. Although he didn't spit out the wine on the spot like Dong Enhao did, his performance was not much better.

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After finishing the bottle of wine, Zhang Xingjian collapsed on the seat and didn't move. His face was as red as a monkey's butt. Chatting was not pleasant. There were a few tears in the corners of his eyes. He tried hard not to cough. Zhang Xingjian felt waves rolling inside and felt as uncomfortable as if he had been bitten by dozens of peppers.

In fact, the reason why he didn't move was because he felt a hint of alcohol rising in his throat. He was afraid that if he moved, he would not be able to hold back the wine and spit it out directly, which would be embarrassing enough.

"Brother Zhang, your brother is not good enough. He just pooped directly. After all, he is not as good as you in drinking. What do you think? Do you want to continue?" Lin Feng said after taking a look at Zhang Niangliang who was wolfing down his food. The way he ate now was no different from a starving ghost. The reason why he did this was for the upcoming drinking contest.

"Okay, okay, continue." Zhang Niangliang casually touched the corner of his mouth. He was almost recovered, so two more bottles should be no problem.