Chapter 1248: Chapter 1237: Captain Xu Jie
“This is the security at our school, the strongest one is their captain–Xu Xiangjie.”
Xu Xiaoqing patiently explained.
“Oh?”
Ning Fan looked at their demeanor and physique, feeling reassured for a moment.
Although they looked big and brawny, with energy like a dragon or tiger, their cultivation was just average. Only Xu Xiangjie reached the Half-step True Qi Realm, while the others were like small cat demons.
However, their arrival did add some reinforcements for Zhou Wei.
Xu Xiaoqing worriedly said, “Are you still okay? You’ve already drunk more than three jins of liquor. At this rate, an average person would have a perforated stomach and end up in the hospital.”
“No worries.”
Ning Fan nonchalantly waved his hand, giving her a reassuring glance.
Then, he looked at Xu Xiangjie and the others, smiling slightly, “Li Yang, you’re quite something, even bringing the school’s security brothers here. Middle-aged men are at their prime drinking years; this isn’t fair.”
“Hey!”
Before Li Yang could respond, Zhou Wei picked up the conversation, reeking of alcohol, “Ning Fan, are you perhaps scared?”
“Scared of what?”
Ning Fan shook his head, glanced at the remaining liquor, and pretended to be helpless, “We’ve already finished off the Erguotou. Since Brother Xu is here, let’s continue with ‘Mongolian Horse Kicker.’
What?
Mongolian Horse Kicker?
Xu Xiangjie and the security guards all looked dazed, feeling an urge to retreat.
But given their age, they couldn’t set aside their pride. Helping the drunken students to sit aside, they also sat down, smiling.
“I heard from Li Yang, you must be the Divine Doctor Ning, right? Being able to bring the eldest Miss of the Xu Family back from the brink of death, your medical skills are truly at the realm of reviving the dead, unparalleled in the world.”
“With such remarkable medical skills, naturally you’d have absolute confidence in your health. What does it matter if we are more in numbers? We still can’t drink as much as Divine Doctor Ning can.”
“Who says so? Didn’t the campus belle say that Ning Fan has already drunk more than three jins of Erguotou? Drinking the Mongolian Horse Kicker now is like seeking death, no?”
“Haha, whether it’s seeking death or not, you’ll only know after you drink it.”
Hearing their discussions, a hint of a sneer flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes, but it quickly faded.
Soon, he opened the two cases of Mongolian Horse Kicker and placed a bottle in front of each security guard, chuckling, “Would you look at that, the quantity is just perfect; these are two-jin bottles, saves us from constantly opening caps.”
What the heck?
Two-jin Mongolian Horse Kicker?
The security guards felt apprehensive, although they hadn’t drunk Mongolian Horse Kicker before, they’d heard that its alcohol content was very high. Often a single glass could knock someone out, let alone two jins?
Xu Xiangjie and the others looked at Li Yang in unison, their meaning clear: were we brought here to help out or dig our own graves?
Two-jin Mongolian Horse Kicker, in terms of potency, surpasses three to four jins of Erguotou.
How skillful must one’s drinking ability be to consume so much Mongolian Horse Kicker?
Xu Xiangjie, being well-informed, cupped his fists towards Ning Fan apologetically, “Brother Ning, drinking is meant for fun and enjoyment. It doesn’t matter how much you drink, wouldn’t you say?”
“I would agree with that, but I’m afraid Brother Zhou might not.”
Ning Fan turned around, smiling playfully at Zhou Wei, whose face was flushed with a mix of consciousness and intoxication.
Zhou Wei, drunk and displeased, said, “Who says I can’t drink? I can still drink.”
Then, he picked up the bottle of Mongolian Horse Kicker which Ning Fan had already opened and started chugging.
Gulp, gulp…
However, he hadn’t drunk much before the Mongolian Horse Kicker fell onto the table, the bottle mouth tilted to one side as liquid poured out.
Zhou Wei collapsed onto the table, passed out.
The room went silent, everyone with black lines on their faces, speechless.
Ning Fan gently said to Xu Xiaoqing, “Xiaoqing, are you full and satisfied?”
“I’m full and satisfied, but I’m about to be suffocated by your drinks.”
Xu Xiaoqing covered her mouth and nose, frowning.
Ning Fan nodded, smiling at Xu Xiangjie and the others, “Brother Xu, Li Yang, should we continue drinking?”
Continue?
We don’t want to embarrass ourselves by falling over, do we?
Xu Xiangjie and Li Yang’s adam’s apples bobbed, their heads shaking like rattles.
“Then I’ll rinse my mouth, and we’ll consider this meal over.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Fan picked up the bottle of Mongolian Horse Kicker, tilting his head back, pouring it into his stomach.
My heavens…
Under the shocked gazes of everyone, two jins of Mongolian Horse Kicker went straight into Ning Fan’s stomach.
With a smack,
Ning Fan slammed the bottle onto the table, shattering it into pieces, shaking his head with a sigh, “This liquor is too mild, really unexciting. Gentlemen, I still have things to do in the afternoon, farewell, farewell.”
He then put his arm around Xu Xiaoqing and walked out.
With a bang,
the door of the private room closed again, jolting Xu Xiangjie and Li Yang back to reality, their faces pale as tin foil, frightened by Ning Fan’s actions.
“What the… is this Ning Fan even human? Two jins of Mongolian Horse Kicker just to rinse his mouth?”
“Not just two jins. Didn’t you hear he already drank over three jins of Erguotou?”
“Hey…”
Everyone looked at each other, all wearing incredulous expressions.
They never thought such a person existed in this world, who after drinking so much strong liquor could still leave calmly with his arm around a girl’s shoulder.
Xu Xiangjie’s expression turned cold as he asked Li Yang, “Who is this young man? He seems quite charismatic, with a demeanor befitting a superior. If he were a student here, he wouldn’t remain low-profile. Why don’t I know him?”
This guy is named Ning Fan. He’s not a student at our school; more accurately, he’s considered Xu Xiaoqing’s brother-in-law.”
Li Yang shook his head with a wry smile, then pointed at the drunk and passed out Zhou Wei on the table, sighing, “As for the details, you should ask Brother Zhou. The boys got totally wasted trying to get his face back and avenge him. But it was a case of the thief crying thief, losing the wife and the soldiers, what can you do?”
“Oh?”
Xu Xiangjie’s expression changed, then he picked up the ice water on the table, and splashed it onto Zhou Wei.
Zhou Wei, jolted awake from his drunken stupor, stood up suddenly, slamming the table.
Ah…
His palm struck the broken glass of the bottle, blood gushing out, causing him to sober up instantly with pain in his ten fingers, angrily shouting, “Which bastard poured water on me, seeking to lose their life?”
“It was me!”
Xu Xiangjie shouted heroically, his expression darkened.
Xu Xiangjie is the security captain at Zhonghai University, but he wasn’t employed by the school. Instead, he contracted the school’s security work through connections, earning millions of service fees annually.
He started from scratch, was once a big brother in the underworld, and only began legitimate business after washing his hands of crime.