Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 1247: 1236: If You're a Man, Chug From the Bottle


Chapter 1247: Chapter 1236: If You’re a Man, Chug From the Bottle


Zhou Wei’s expression changed, but he saw Xu Xiaoqing raise her eyebrows at him, meaning, “It’s up to you.”


Zhou Wei’s lips trembled a bit, but he decided to go all in. He picked up a bottle of Erguotou, twisted it open, and started guzzling it down, with the liquor spilling from the corners of his mouth.


Even so, one could see his cheeks turning redder and redder until they took on a purplish hue, like a pig’s head.


He swayed a little, slapped his own forehead hard, and forced a smile, saying, “What are you all standing around for? Drink up! We’re all men with a brain between two shoulders. Who’s afraid of who?”


“Hiss…”


Everyone was stunned, dumbfounded at that moment.


This wasn’t drinking; it was clearly venting anger.


But the crowd was full of hot-blooded young men, who couldn’t resist provocation. Hearing this, they too were filled with adrenaline, twisted open the caps of their Erguotou bottles, and started chugging.


Ning Fan sat down, calmly lit a cigarette, and quietly watched them drink, a smirk playing in his eyes.


Xu Xiaoqing leaned closer to him and whispered quietly, so only the two of them could hear, “Aren’t you afraid they’ll drink themselves to death?”


“I can’t control that; they’re bringing it on themselves.”


Ning Fan shrugged dismissively, arguing back.


“Alright, alright, you’re right, okay?”


Xu Xiaoqing was speechless against his argument, smelling the mix of booze and smoke he exhaled, her brow furrowing wildly.


“Ning Fan, can you handle this or not? If you can’t, don’t force it. With me saying a few good words here, I think they won’t make it difficult for you. If you end up passing out or in the hospital,


when my sister finds out, she’ll definitely scold you harshly, and won’t show you a good face afterwards.”


“Don’t worry.”


Ning Fan waved it off, a confident smile in his eyes.


Seeing the two of them whispering sweetly to each other, Zhou Wei stared drunkenly, filled with jealousy.


What? This Ning Fan is really detestable, does he want both sisters?


However, I’m the young master of the Zhou Family in Jiangcheng, brimming with power, with both wealth and influence. If I need women, I just have to beckon, and an army of girls is waiting to be unveiled.


Yet, Xu Family’s second miss Xu Xiaoqing is hard to deal with. I’ve flattered her for a long time and still receive no good face.


If it weren’t for Ning Fan sitting there, he would’ve wanted to take advantage of his drunkenness to force himself on Xu Xiaoqing.


Now, with alcohol clouding his mind, he found Xu Xiaoqing even more ravishing, her youthful face evoking every man’s desire to conquer.


Especially for Zhou Wei, who was a lustful ghost?


Bang, bang, bang…


Soon, bottles of Erguotou were placed on the table, one by one.


This brought Zhou Wei back to his senses; he looked at his buddies with a hazy vision, found them swaying and even sitting on the ground snoring away.


His pupils contracted, realizing the seriousness of the situation.


These Erguotou bottles were one jin each. If you drink cup by cup, you might not get drunk so quickly, but drinking straight from the bottle was different. Only true warriors could down a bottle without collapsing.


Real men dare to drink Erguotou straight from the bottle.


Looking at the table now, a third of his brothers were down, meaning those who fell were weaklings, not real men.


Ning Fan watched as they finished a bottle, pinched out his cigarette, reached for another box of Erguotou, pulled out a bottle, and flicked the cap with his fingers.


With a pop.


The cap flew off, and the strong alcohol aroma of Erguotou spread.


Ning Fan raised the bottle with a chuckle, “First round over, second round starts, I’ll go first.”


Then, he downed another bottle with not a drop left.


With a bang, he slammed the bottle down on the table.


“Whoa…”


Everyone was startled. The remaining seven or eight students had varying expressions, some red, some pale, some turning black, all signs of intoxication.


The quick drinking earlier made the alcohol hit quickly, but they still had a hint of sobriety in their minds.


In this brief moment of clarity, they realized if they drank another bottle, few would remain standing.


Thinking about it, they all looked at Zhou Wei, asking silently for direction.


“What the hell are you looking at me for, drink!”


Zhou Wei felt bitter and speechless, almost wanting to cry.


But he had to swallow it down, no matter how much he wanted to protest. Despite staggering, he pulled out a bottle of Erguotou, opened it, and after a big gulp, started chugging again with gritted teeth.


Once he finished the bottle, it fell to the floor and shattered.


It showed just how intensely drunk he was.


He slumped back in his chair, eyes flushed, breathing alcohol vapor, and waved to his brothers, “Hurry up and drink, if you’re a man, chug with me!”


Oh my goodness!


Everyone rolled their eyes, thinking, if they were forced to drink another bottle, it’d be an embarrassment for everyone.


Not only would they fail to leave a good impression on the school beauty but also disgusted her.


Which was completely contrary to Zhou Wei’s plan.


Yet since the boss had spoken, they had no choice but to drink. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to hang around under him anymore.


With that thought, they braced themselves for whatever would come and continued drinking.


With a thud.


One guy, after drinking half a bottle of Erguotou, fell to the ground, the bottle spilling over him, but he was oblivious, already snoring on the floor.


The others were no better, staggering and swaying.


As more people fell, a few finished their bottles.


Looking around, aside from Zhou Wei being half-drunk, there was only one other person still standing. This guy hiccupped, and it seemed the alcohol reached his throat; another sip would be too much for him.


At this moment, Li Yang opened the door, bringing in a group of middle-aged men in their thirties, who looked full of energy, appearing to be martial artists.


When Zhou Wei saw them arrive, he immediately sobered up halfway, wobbled to stand, and leaned against the table with a foolish grin, “You guys are finally here, I can’t hold on any longer.”


The newcomers looked at the mess on the table and the students collapsed around it, their pupils shrank momentarily.


“What’s going on here?”


Li Yang was stunned, not expecting to return after a few minutes, having brought help, only to find his classmates drunk beyond consciousness.


The scene was bizarre no matter how you looked at it.


Ning Fan leaned closer to Xu Xiaoqing’s ear and softly asked, “Xiaoqing, who are these people?”