Ignore the objections of Tony.
Su Ming wrote lightly:
"Let's see... who among you three wins..."
He paused and his eyes first locked on Tony's left hand.
Make sure every word reaches their ears clearly.
"... I will take action and completely heal the messy old injuries in his arm. I guarantee it will be better than the original one."
Glancing at Thor's eye mask:
"Or, let an eye that has lost its brightness light up again..."
Look back to Rhodey.
"Perhaps, it is also a good bet to let a paralyzed person stand up again...
How is it?"
"..."
"???"
"!!!"
For a moment, the base fell into extreme silence again.
Tony All the arrogance, complaints, and unhappiness disappeared without a trace in an instant!
His eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Su Ming.
Then he subconsciously glanced at his own clothes hidden under his sleeves,
From time to time, there will be a dull pain,
Even affecting his development and fighting left hand.
Complete cure?
Better than the original?
This temptation... is too great!
Rhodey's breathing suddenly became rapid!
Stand up again?!
This cruel reality that he had almost forced himself to accept actually...
Is there still a possibility of reversal?!
The knuckles of the hands he placed on the armrests of his wheelchair were white from exertion.
An incredible, almost desperate light burst out from his eyes!
Even Thor, who originally agreed just because it was fun.
I touched my blindfold subconsciously and felt that this lucky break was not trivial.
His expression became a little more serious.
The mental state of Tony and Rhodey has changed from the previous nervousness, embarrassment, and confusion.
It has become extremely focused, eager, and even with a hint of desperate determination!
Tony took a deep breath and suppressed the excitement in his heart.
Try to make your voice sound calmer.
But the slight trembling still betrayed him:
"... you... are you serious?"
He has no doubt about Su Ming's ability.
Su Ming smiled slightly, picked up a bottle of Boss Gan, flicked his finger, and the bottle cap flew up.
A rich and strange aroma of wine instantly filled the air.
"I never joke."
"So..."
He looked at the three of them and raised the bottle.
"Three warriors, who comes first?"
A "drinking game" with a strange purpose, staggering stakes, and different mental states of the participants.
This begins.
Tony's cynicism instantly subsided.
Instead, there is a kind of focus and desire like a scientist facing the ultimate problem.
He stared intently at the exquisitely packaged wines, which were as strong as fuel.
It was as if it was not wine, but a code that could unlock the shackles of his body.
Pulling the body's organs, a new type of battle suit maturely integrated with nanotechnology slowly covers the whole body:
"FRIDAY, activate all metabolic enhancement protocols.
Get your hangover enzyme backup ready...
Forget it, it's probably useless, I'll fight him!"
He muttered quietly and grabbed a bottle of wine.
His eyes were as sharp as if he was dismantling a bomb.
Rhodey was so excited that his hands trembled slightly.
He almost straightened his back from the wheelchair, his eyes burning with unprecedented fighting spirit.
"For this... it's worth it even if I drink to get a perforated stomach!"
He took a deep breath and took a bottle.
Thor Although I don't quite understand why there is suddenly a drinking competition.
But I heard that it was used to treat my own eyes, and alcohol was involved.
Of course he did his part and laughed loudly:
"To the glory of Asgard! To... uh...Thor's Eye! Cheers!"
He directly grabbed a bottle and blew on the mouth of the bottle.
Extremely heroic.
Rocket on the side saw the business opportunity coming and immediately jumped on a box.
Use your little paws to hold a spoon in one hand and a metal lunch box in the other.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Caught other people's attention:
"It's open, it's open!
Betting on muscular men will pay you 1:1!
Bet on Iron Man and you will lose three for one!
Betting on wheelchair warriors will pay you ten for every win!
Buy and leave!
Supports payment in various currencies!"
Drax roared:
"I bet a hundred dollars! I bet that Asgardians will win! His way of drinking is full of manliness!"
Yondu whistled, Yaka Arrow rolled up a bag of gems and threw it to Rocket:
"I am crushing on the young master of the Stark family. This boy's eyes are so evil. He must have a back-up plan."
Loki elegantly took out a small bag of gold coins.
He gave it to Rhodey and whispered to Rocket:
"I bet on long odds. Often the least favored ones can create miracles."
Well, actually, he mainly wants to see Thor lose out of habit.
The drinking battle has officially begun!
Thor is taking the violent route.
Asgard The Dionysian stomach cultivated by mead cannot be covered.
He was "ton ton ton ton" almost non-stop.
One bottle after another, drinking heartily.
He also let out contented sighs from time to time, as if he was drinking plain water.
The fastest and the most powerful!
Tony follows the technical flow.
Every sip he took seemed like he was conducting a precise experiment.
Carefully feel the energy content of the wine and its impact on the body.
Trying to find the most efficient way to absorb and break it down.
He didn't drink the fastest, but he drank extremely steadily, and his face even showed the concentration of a researcher.
Occasionally, he will complain:
"Well... if I light a fire next to my mouth at this time, I'm afraid my entire digestive system will burn..."
Rhodey is the flow of will.
He was already weak, and his face quickly turned red under the influence of alcohol.
But he relied on his strong military willpower to hold on.
Every bite feels like completing a difficult task, with veins popping out.
His eyes are firm and he will never admit defeat.
The speed is the slowest, but the attitude is the most decisive.
The scene suddenly became very lively and funny.
Three men with different identities and purposes drank hard for the astonishing jackpot.
Next to them, a group of aliens were betting wildly and booing.
Wanda and Gamora looked on, dumbfounded.
Pietro quickly flashed his body and took over the players and put down one empty bottle after another.
Mantis tried hard to sense the intense and complex emotional fluctuations in the scene.
Soon.
Rhodey was the first one who couldn't stand it anymore.
His eyes began to wander and he muttered:
"War... the machine is the most powerful... I can still drink..."
His head tilted and he fell completely drunk.
Next is Tony.
His scientific analysis method finally failed in the face of the mysterious power of China special brew.
He pointed at Thor and muttered:
"This is not scientific... is your stomach a dimensional pocket..."
Then he collapsed on the chair.
Only Thor remains.
Although his face was red and he was burping from wine, he still stood tall.
He raised the last bottle of wine proudly:
"Haha! I won! The glory belongs to Asgard!
Thor's Eye will see the light again! Wakakaka"
Su Ming looked at the three drunk guys in front of him:
One was lying down, one was paralyzed, and the other was standing and shaking.
And the punters waiting for the result.
Smiled and nodded.
"Old White Dry, anyone who can drink a bottle of this kind of thing... is a ruthless person."
He didn't really intend to treat just one.
Following his words.
A soft and majestic golden light that contains the power of life creation and faith realization.
It was like a warm tide rippling around him.
The entire base was instantly enveloped!
The light first passed over Rhodey.
His damaged spinal nerves were repaired and connected at a speed visible to the naked eye.
My legs that had lost consciousness felt strength again!
He suddenly woke up from his drunkenness.
Looking at his legs in disbelief.
With a subconscious effort - he stood up from the wheelchair!
"I... I stood up?!!"
Rhodey looked at his hands and feet with ecstasy.
I was so excited that I couldn't contain myself.
The light then merged into Tony's body.
His left hand, which was covered in layers of old injuries, seemed to have been repaired by the most exquisite nanotechnology.
All hidden injuries, nerve damage, and bone cracks disappear instantly.
Become tougher, more flexible, and full of strength than before the injury!
Tony was shocked to see that his left hand was intact and even felt better.
He clenched his fist subconsciously.
An unprecedented sense of relaxation and control came over:
"Okay world! You better get ready.
Because now I can deal with you with two hands..."