Friend, Don't Push Your Luck

Thirty bottles of Roosevelt No. 10 were all opened.

Now, no one cared about the wine anymore; after all, no one would savor it slowly.

Chen Hao looked at Meng Wenzhou and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'll take a moment. You guys go ahead and drink."

"Alright, then you rest for a bit."

As he spoke, he looked at the others, "There are only five of us left now. Should we split into teams?"

"Sure," Su Yang smiled.

"How about this, Brother Su, your alcohol tolerance is also very strong. How about you and Ziming and Liu Bo form one team, and I'll team up with Sister Pan Ning?"

Before Su Yang could reply, Pan Ning said, "You three form one team, and Su Yang and I will be a team."

"Uh, that works too." A hint of regret flashed in Chen Hao's eyes.

He had been thinking of teaming up with Pan Ning and using that as an excuse to sit next to her.

However, Pan Ning rejected him outright without even looking at him, which made him feel a little embarrassed. But the feeling lasted only a moment, and he didn't think much of it.

The five people divided into teams and started playing finger guessing games.

After more than ten consecutive rounds, Zhang Ziming completely surrendered. He went to the restroom to vomit again. Although he didn't collapse immediately after returning, Shen Yixue absolutely refused to let him drink anymore.

Now only four people remained, and there were still fifteen bottles of wine.

Chen Hao turned to look at Meng Wenzhou. Seeing that he had already fallen asleep, he didn't call out to him again.

Liu Bo also couldn't drink anymore at this point. He was swaying unsteadily, barely holding on, his eyes unfocused.

"You shouldn't drink anymore either," Su Yang called out to Liu Bo.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the restroom." Liu Bo staggered to his feet. As soon as he stood up, he felt like vomiting. He quickly covered his mouth and ran towards the restroom.

"Slow down!" Su Yang called out helplessly.

Chen Hao, seeing that Pan Ning and Su Yang still showed no signs of drunkenness, asked Xiao Li to bring another twenty bottles of wine.

Pan Ning was drinking the most she had in years today. By this point, she was finally starting to feel a little dizzy.

But it was only a slight dizziness, which didn't prevent her from continuing to drink.

Chen Hao was a bit drunk. His alcohol tolerance had been built up gradually over the years from running the bar.

Today was also the most he had drunk in the past year.

However, another twenty bottles of wine were brought over. There were now a total of thirty-five bottles on the table. He looked at the wine on the table and said with a smile, "We should probably call it a night. After we finish these, regardless of whether we can still drink or not, we'll stop. Drinking any more will be too much for our bodies."

"Whatever," Pan Ning said lightly.

Su Yang added, "Okay, we've really drunk a lot today. No matter how good your alcohol tolerance is, you can't drink like this."

He meant it sincerely. He was mainly a little worried about Pan Ning. Although he knew she could hold her liquor, alcohol was not a good thing, and even if it didn't make you drunk, it could still harm your body.

He himself didn't care. With the God of Wine within him, all the alcohol he drank would turn into gas and be released from his pores all over his body.

Su Yang had clearly felt this while drinking earlier.

So this was how the God of Wine helped him avoid getting drunk. All the alcohol he drank was expelled from his body, allowing him to drink as much as he wanted without getting drunk or harming his body.

Moreover, after drinking for several hours, everyone else had gone to the restroom countless times, but Su Yang hadn't felt the slightest urge to urinate. However, to avoid suspicion, he had pretended to go to the restroom a few times.

Since it was difficult to divide into teams of three, they decided to compete individually.

An hour later, Chen Hao's face was flushed red, and he waved his hands, "Let's stop, let's stop. I admit defeat to you two today. I really can't drink as much as you."

Su Yang smiled, "Brother Chen, being able to drink this long is already the mark of a master. And you only look a little flushed now, which is still impressive."

"Hey, Brother Su, don't praise me. Do you even look like you've been drinking? I suspect you've been secretly pouring the alcohol out the window."

"Hahaha, there's a table of beautiful women sitting outside the window. If I were to pour it out, I wouldn't pour it on them."

"Haha, Brother Su, you're quite amusing."

Pan Ning felt a bit more dizzy now. She looked at the two of them and said, "Are we still drinking? If not, let's call it a night."

"No more, no more."

Just as they were about to get up, two shirtless men walked over from a table diagonally opposite Su Yang.

One of them was bald, with tattoos of tigers and dragons on both arms.

The other had dyed yellow hair and a large tattoo on his chest. Neither of them looked very old, probably in their mid-thirties.

However, both were portly with thick lips, small eyes, and flat noses, their faces shiny with oil. They looked unpleasant at first glance.

Su Yang had noticed them earlier and got up to sit at the outermost edge of the chair.

The two men then walked over to Su Yang with smiles. One of them, the slightly fatter bald man, held a bottle of beer and chuckled at them.

"Hello, handsome guys and beautiful ladies. We saw that your alcohol tolerance is astonishing, and my brother and I are truly impressed. We wanted to come over and get acquainted, perhaps have a few drinks. Would you welcome us?"

Chen Hao's expression changed upon seeing this, but he still replied politely, "We've finished drinking and are about to leave. Maybe next time, we'll have a drink together."

"Oh? You're done? Then we've come at the wrong time?"

The bald man said with a half-smile.

"How about this, I'll have a drink with you two. I'm the owner of this place, so drinking with you is fine, right?"

"You're the owner?" The bald man turned his head to look at Chen Hao.

"Yes, I've owned this bar for three or four years. You must be tourists, otherwise you'd recognize me."

"Haha, you're right, we're not locals. But! I don't want to drink with you, I want to drink with these two beautiful ladies."

The bald man looked at Pan Ning and Shen Yixue, grinning lecherously.

Chen Hao's tone became a bit more serious upon hearing this. "Brothers, these two girls can't hold their liquor. I'll drink with you."

As he spoke, he picked up the half-bottle of wine left on the table and stood up, looking at the two men.

The bald man closed his eyes and chuckled. "Brother, are you kidding me? Do you think I'm blind? This little beauty has been drinking from start to finish, and you're telling me she can't drink?"

Chen Hao's expression changed. "Friend, don't push your luck. It's already giving you face that I offered to drink with you. Usually, people like you wouldn't even get the chance to drink with me."

"Hahahaha, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly, could you say that again?" The bald man laughed dismissively.

The man with yellow hair behind him also joined in with mocking laughter.

Their laughter immediately drew the attention of customers at other tables, and many people began to look over.

Even Tang Ziyun and the others outside the window noticed. She stood up and peered inside.

Liu Bo and Meng Wenzhou were also woken up by the commotion. Liu Bo had gone to the restroom and then passed out at the table. He now woke up with a frown.

"What's going on?" he asked, squinting.

"Nothing, it's a small matter," Chen Hao said calmly.

At this moment, Xiao Li and several other male servers from nearby saw that the situation seemed a bit off and walked over.

The bald man maintained his nonchalant demeanor.

He looked at Chen Hao again and said, "Say what you just said again?"