Seeing Wang Zi's frantic look, Su Yang continued to speak to stimulate him: "You didn't pay for these things, right? Can the young master Wang decide?

These remarks really hit Wang Zi's sore spot. He knows Mr. Wang's temper the most. If he knew that he had brought the car and watch to fight for wine, he would really be unable to eat it.

But so many people are watching, they can't control so much!

Wang Zi snorted coldly: "Mr. Su, don't worry, I still have some money in my family. I have a lot of things of this level in my family, and this one is not bad. Besides, this is my car, I don't make the decision. Who is in charge? If you have the ability, you can take it from me?"

"Okay, let's start then?" Su Yang replied.

Zhou Siyi next to him was restless for a long time. She never expected Su Yang to push his Ferrari out. She knows how much Su Yang likes this car. Although he didn't know how much Su Yang's alcohol intake was and whether he had a chance of winning, Zhou Siyi felt that Su Yang didn't need to get into the car in order to help her.

Zhou Siyi said to Su Yang, "Why don't we forget it, we don't need to know this kid in general, just ignore him."

Su Yang gently touched her head and said softly, "Just believe me, and I will do the rest. I will never allow anyone to bully you." Then he stared at Wang Zi with murderous intent. .

Zhou Siyi's heart instantly turned into a gentle town. After all, she has been a strong woman for so long, and she has to carry everything by herself. Now that Su Yang is fighting for me, her nose is sour.

"Can you stop the ink, you are all thirsty waiting." Wang Zi said disdainfully.

"Okay, I hope you don't vomit later." Su Yang returned.

Wang Zi immediately counted down to three, two, one, and as soon as he finished speaking, Shuang Fang began to drink violently.

The bars here are all 250ml large wine glasses, and the five-tier champagne tower is equivalent to six bottles of spades.

It is equivalent to drinking two bottles of Ace of Spades per person on average!

Not to mention that champagne is quick and easy to get drunk, this sparkling wine is also a test for the stomach. Usually drinking a few bottles of soda will make you feel full, let alone sparkling wine.

Moreover, in addition to the amount of wine and the speed, neither side can rest, which is even more exaggerated than blowing the bottle.

The first three cups at the beginning of the fight, the two sides were evenly matched, and they all drank hurriedly and violently. After four or five drinks, everyone's drinking speed began to slow down.

Wang Zi and his few scumbags are really not bad. Their fighting power is really good. If this speed is the same as Su Yang's before, it is impossible to win.

And Wang Hai and Mu Zhe began to feel powerless. After all, they usually drink and entertain, and they have never encountered such a scene. Just thinking about Brother Su Yang, he continued to blow.

Unlike the other five who devoured, Su Yang, after systematically adjusting his posture and etiquette, remained calm even in such a scene, when Wang Zi was already drinking with a grim face. Su Yang continued to drink cups and cups. Although he was not in a hurry, he never slowed down. Cup by cup, his elegant posture instantly attracted the attention of the girls around him.

"No, it's the first time I've seen people fighting wine so handsome."

"The key is that the amount of alcohol is good. You can see that he has no intention of slowing down after drinking almost ten glasses."

"Ahhhh, this handsome guy's drinking posture is too handsome! I'll have to ask him for contact information later!!"

"Come on handsome guy!! I won and warmed your bed tonight!"

The champagne on the table is reduced by the glass, and the champagne tower is gradually reduced from five layers to one layer.

But anyone who has fought wine knows that this is the most difficult time for wine fighting. After a dozen glasses of champagne, the stomach is already close to the limit, and the wine at this time, even the ace of spades, has become difficult to swallow.

Alcohol also began to play a role gradually, like Mu Zhe, who was about to lose his grip on the glass. It will spit out at any time.

Wang Zi and the others also became slower and slower, but when he picked up the first cup on the last floor, he glanced at Su Yang, and there were only two cups left.

This is undoubtedly a crushing victory, but how dare Wang Zi lose! Thinking of his Patek Philippe and Bentley, he can't lose even if he drinks here today! Wang Zi directly picked up two cups and poured them into his mouth frantically, but there was no doubt that he was in a hurry.

Before he could finish the two cups, Su Yang gracefully swallowed the last sip of the last cup.

This round was simply a crushing victory for Su Yang.

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