Transmigrated Son-in-law

0Yang Xuan successfully drank the eighth bottle. It still looked like it was the first bottle, except that his face was a bit red.    

    

She drank another bottle of apricot. Now, it could be seen that she was a bit reluctant, but she still drank it too quickly. Brother Hu quickly ordered the waiter to serve the dishes and fill the apricot stomach.    

    

Now, the focus of the crowd was not on who won or lost, but on how much Yang Xuan could drink. When he was drinking, everyone was cheering and staring at him.    

    

"Awesome, big brother, I can f * * king drink now!"    

    

"Since the Wine Immortal is here, shouldn't the boss invite him to be the spokesperson?"    

    

"This is the ninth bottle, and there's no pressure at all! I'll be good!"    

    

After placing the ninth bottle on the table, Yang Xuan patted his belly and said, "Please!"    

    

Under Brother Hu's fierce gaze, Xingzi gritted her teeth as she ate, drinking the ninth bottle at the same time. After drinking it, she pressed down her stomach and squatted on the ground for a long time.    

    

"Brother Hu, I can't drink anymore either, I'm going to die suddenly." Xingzi and Brother Hu begged for mercy.    

    

"Where did all these sudden deaths come from?" Brother Hu said with a sullen face, "Rest for a while and eat something. I'll get the waiter to bring you some milk so we can drink more later."    

    

Yang Xuan finished the tenth bottle.    

    

On Brother Hu's side, the apricot had rested for a long time, drank a bottle of milk, and ate a plate of sour beans. On Brother Hu's side, the apricot had rested for a long time, drank a bottle of milk, and ate a plate of sour beans.    

    

Someone pointed out that Brother Hu actually cheated by drinking like that, because drinking fast and slow was not the same concept.    

    

Some people claimed that their alcohol capacity was very good. It was true that they could drink a few catties of white wine, but they could only drink a few catties after eating and chatting on the table for a few hours.    

    

You let him drink a catty of white wine in one breath, and after that, he will go to the hospital to rescue you.    

    

Yang Xuan was getting impatient from waiting, so he said, "How about this, I will continue to drink. You guys drink slowly, don't waste everyone's time."    

    

He asked the waiter to serve three bottles of wine, drank them all in one gulp, and then placed the bottle on the table. By now, he had drunk thirteen bottles.    

    

If Brother Hu wanted to win, he would need to drink at least fourteen bottles.    

    

This was an impossible task. Brother Hu couldn't help but give up. There was no other way, the gap was too big.    

    

Seeing his hesitation, Yang Xuan guessed his intentions. He immediately activated the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Technique and his face turned red as if he couldn't take it anymore.    

    

Seeing this, Brother Hu's eyes lit up. This kid finally couldn't take it anymore. That's right, after drinking so much, not to mention wine, even water would cause an ordinary person's stomach to burst.    

    

At least Brother Hu was like that. He only drank less than a third of Yang Xuan's liquor and already felt like his bladder was about to explode.    

    

No, he had to drink this brat up today, even if it meant being hospitalized.    

    

Brother Hu glanced at Yang Xuan and secretly decided that once today's matter was over, he would eat sh * t and die from eating this brat's hands and feet until they were full.    

    

Therefore, he suggested taking a break during the break. Everyone would go to the restroom and continue drinking when they returned.    

    

Yang Xuan said, "I have no objections. Brother Hu has the final say."    

    

There was even a hint of ridicule in the words. Brother Hu had already decided to take revenge on Yang Xuan afterwards, so he didn't argue about the win or loss anymore. He just pretended that he didn't understand what Yang Xuan meant.    

    

After resting for five minutes, everyone went to the toilet and continued drinking.    

    

Sister Ling and Xingzi, who had just vomited a while ago and were in a sorry state, actually stood next to Brother Hu and was ready to continue drinking.    

    

They looked very pale, and one could faintly smell their own odors, but their condition was much better than before.    

    

Those with discerning eyes immediately pointed out that he must have dug his throat to stimulate the vomit, spitting out the wine. This was a move many people knew, and it was no different from cheating.    

    

Immediately, someone scolded Brother Hu: "If you don't have the ability, then don't play. Hurry up and scram after admitting defeat. Why are you playing around with your throat butted?"    

    

Brother Hu was being shameless and turned a deaf ear. However, what surprised him was that Yang Xuan did not say anything.    

    

Yang Xuan said directly, "Are you ready? Then please."    

    

"Hah!"    

    

At Brother Hu's order, Sister Ling and Xingzi each held a bottle of wine and slowly drank as they ate.    

    

He himself went out and drank from a bottle.    

    

When the three of them were almost done drinking, Yang Xuan smiled and said, "Look at how happy everyone is drinking, I'll also drink two more bottles to add to everyone's fun."    

    

After he finished speaking, he ordered two bottles of wine and slowly drank it up.    

    

So far, he had drunk fifteen bottles.    

    

To win on Brother Hu's side, they had to drink 16 bottles. That meant that after they finished the bottle in their hands, everyone had to drink another bottle.    

    

Brother Hu and the other two were stunned. They didn't even have the mood to drink the remaining half of the liquor. How could they still play?    

    

Yang Xuan then said, "Old Sun, no, Monkey Bro, it's still not right. Brother Hu, forget it. It's not shameful to admit defeat. Don't worry, no one will dare to call you grandson."    

    

Old Sun, isn't that Monkey Sun?    

    

It was over. Only then did Brother Hu remember. The two of them even made a bet that whoever loses would be the grandson.    

    

He couldn't help but think that if he lost, this matter would definitely spread out. In the future, if his opponents called him Old Sun or Monkey, wouldn't he just be playing with his face?    

    

If you have the face to eat and drink, then it's easy to earn money. If you have the face, then even your little brother isn't willing to follow you.    

    

Thinking about this, Brother Hu raised his head and drank all the remaining wine in the bottle. He then roared angrily, "Serve the wine!"    

    

Yang Xuan gave a thumbs up, "Monkey... Brother Hu is very bold, I really admire you! "    

    

At this moment, Brother Hu's eyes were completely red. Ignoring Yang Xuan's ridicule, he clenched his teeth and took a few bottles of wine and forcefully drank without caring about anything else.    

    

The jeering from the surroundings continued, and the atmosphere was very warm.    

    

Although Brother Hu gritted his teeth and was determined to drink it, according to Yang Xuan's observation, he could not finish the bottle of wine in his hands.    

    

Sure enough, after drinking more than half of it, Brother Hu's face suddenly contorted as he reached out to grab his throat. The people nearby could clearly hear the sound of retching.    

    

No, hold it in, I can't lose! Brother Hu only had this thought in his mind, but... He couldn't hold it in anymore!    

    

Ugh!    

    

Puff … Puff …"    

    

"Ah!" "So disgusting!" Those who were hit screamed out and quickly retreated.    

    

Yang Xuan had already put his arm around Qin Yuxin and hid to the side.    

    

The most unfortunate ones were Brother Hu's two lackeys, as well as Brother Hu and Xingzi. The four of them were too close, and the first thing they did was to get splattered on the face, making them look extremely disgusting.