Xeon face system

Chapter 86

An empty table was cleared out in the bar, and Zhao Yang and Yang San sat on opposite sides.

For the two of them to drink together this time, the bartender also set up a table of gambling.

Some people watched Zhao Yang drink the first cup without changing expression, and those who looked down on Yang San bet their winning percentage on Zhao Yang.

The rest were bet on Yang San, and the bets on them were basically even.

"Heh, let me see how much your kid can drink!"

Zhao Yang had already had a drink before, so now, it's Yang San's turn.

"I found that you are a fucking talkative person. I didn't talk so much when I was drinking just now, right?"

As Zhao Yang spoke, he picked up the wine glass again, and raised his hand to Yang San.

"cheers?"

"Grass! Just do it!"

Yang San and Zhao Yang drank it all at the same time.

But because the wine is really choking, even ordinary white wine can't be drained in one gulp.

Zhao Yang's expression remained unchanged, but Yang San was coughing so hard that tears and snot mixed with wine were sprayed out.

"You are so disgusting. If you don't drink, you don't drink. Who is disgusting?"

Zhao Yang hid quickly, but the people behind him yelled and cursed and nearly lifted the roof of the bar!

Yang San's face was flushed, which complemented his pink hair, and he looked like a ghost under the dim light of the bar.

"Fuck! That cup just now doesn't count, give me another cup, I can't drink you to death today!"

Although a lot of it was sprayed out, most of it was swallowed by Yang San, and now his sanity is a little unclear!

Without further ado, Zhao Yang picked up the wine glass.

Since Yang San said that the drink just now does not count, Zhao Yang has already drank two more glasses than Yang San.

"I drank two more glasses than you, so you finish what you missed me first, and then talk about it."

Zhao Yang picked up the wine glass and shook it. It was obviously just a glass of mixed wine, but Zhao Yang shook it with an extra high-end look.

"This kid is a bit handsome!"

Besides men, of course there are also women who hang out in the bar. Zhao Yang is handsome, and he can drink without pretending to be garlic. Of course, he is much better than Kill Matt Yang San!

"That's right. Seeing Yang San like this, he drank too much, and his eyes can't focus."

In the era of looking at faces, Zhao Yang has almost won the hearts of all the women in the audience.

"Drink and drink!"

Yang San obviously drank too much now, the hand holding the wine glass was trembling, and he didn't even know the wine was spilled.

"Yang San has already lost like this, it's really boring."

Those who bet on Yang San just now couldn't help being very disappointed when they saw that their money was in vain.

"Who the hell said I lost? I haven't had too much to drink yet? Idiot! Bring the wine!"

Yang San stretched out his hand to grab the bartender's collar, but he lost his footing and fell directly to the ground, unconscious.

"cut……"

The crowd booed and some even kicked Yang San twice to see that he was fine before leaving.

"This kid only drank one cup from beginning to end, right?"

"What a cup, at least I drank a cup and a half!"

"He still looks like a normal person after two drinks. Yang San is really pretending to be dismissed today."

Looking at Zhao Yang again, he was still holding the wine glass, and there were already four empty wine glasses on the table.

"Is this what he drank?"

"Hold the grass?"

"What's the highest record for this wine?"

Zhao Yang looked at the bartender, every time he finished a drink, the bartender would make him a new one, and he was not idle for a while.

"Six cups."

With only one cup left, Zhao Yang will be able to equalize the record!

"Then give me two more glasses!"

Give these people a drink, let's see who the hell is still pretending to be here with me!

Zhao Yang's voice was not loud, but it happened to be heard by everyone present.

"Still drinking? Drink water or drink?"

"Bartender, make me a drink too."

A girl came up to Zhao Yang's side and knocked on the table with her hand.

"I paid for everyone's drinks today."

Zhao Yang said to the bartender.

What the hell?

All inclusive?

The wine in the bar is not cheap!

"Grass grip? Something! Bartender, give me two whiskeys! On ice!"

"Bartender!"

"Bartender!"

The crowd rushed to the side of the bar all at once, surrounding Zhao Yang three floors in and three floors outside, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Some people remembered Yang San who was lying on the ground. After throwing him on the sofa, he rushed to the bar and squeezed out a seat.

The bartender was too busy, so he had to find the store manager, and called in a few bartenders who had just left work not long ago to mix drinks together.

It's also a sweet burden for the bartender.

When they got off work, they dreamed of bartending...

When Yang San woke up, he found himself lying on a park bench with several layers of newspapers covering his body.

"hiss……"

The headache felt like it was about to explode. Yang San took a deep breath and sat up from the bench. The homeless man on the bench across from him gave him a friendly smile.

"Are you new here? I saw that you didn't have a coat, so I covered you with my newspaper. Isn't it cold?"

"I'm not a bum like you!"

Yang San identified the direction, touched the mobile phone on his body, and called his eldest brother.

Within two days, Liu Manman cried and called herself.

"Zhao Yang, Yang San's eldest brother is here..."

Before he could finish speaking, the voice on the other end of the phone changed.

"Zhao Yang, I heard that you and my little brother are very good at drinking. I happen to have a crush on this chick, so let us two brothers have fun."

Liu Manman's crying became louder and louder.

"Come at me for something, attack a little girl, you guys really give a man a 'face'!"

Zhao Yang was angry, and said in a low voice to the phone.

It is said that the holder of the drinking record in the bar is Yang San's brother. He shouldn't be kind enough to throw him in the park at the beginning, and it would be better to throw him directly in the happiness road!

"Let's compete again!"

Zhao Yang blurted out: "Are you sick?"

There is a competition for everything, what kind of fart is it?

"If you don't come, this chick will belong to our brother."

Yang San's boss was a little more calm than Yang San. Zhao Yang scolded him, but the other party didn't respond.

"where?"

The faint crying on the other end of the phone made Zhao Yang a little worried.

The other person directly hung up the phone, and a text message was sent two seconds later.

"Isn't this still the bar that day? Just say no and it's over?"

Zhao Yang really couldn't understand what the elder brother was thinking, rubbed his face and drove out.

"Yo, you kid really dare to come?"

The bar was cleared, and there was only one bartender, the three brothers Yang and Zhao Yang.

"Why don't you dare? Still drink?"

Zhao Yang is also betting, now that he doesn't have a thousand cups of non-drunk potion in his hand, if they drink with him again, they may lose.