House Management Chapter 1891: Dehydration

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"Come on!"

"Fuck!"

Zhang Yu and Zhu Jiu really took another forty-first glass of wine.

Although Zhang Yu has never really drank it, because of the atmosphere here, people also seem to be proud, as if he has really drunk 41 catties of sorghum.

He still drank at a slow rate, Zhujiu really slowed down, unable to drink like before.

It can be seen that Zhujiu is really strong.

The wine in both hands slowly reached the bottom. Put down the glass and wait for the waiter to continue pouring.

However, Zhu Jiuzhen's eyes are looking straight at Zhang Yu, his eyes full of incredible. He really couldn't imagine how Zhang Yu drank so much alcohol. Even if Zhang Yu had a large amount of alcohol, Zhang Yu could not hold so much in his stomach.

As the people in the audience argued, it's not like drinking forty-one catties of wine, even if you drink so much water, people can't stand it.

At present, neither of the two people go to the toilet, because there are rules for fighting alcohol, and going to the toilet is tantamount to surrender. Just talk about vomiting in general.

The waiter filled the two wine glasses again, and the two grabbed the wine glasses and shouted cheerfully: "Go!" "Go!"

When Zhang Yu touched the glass, Zhang Yu began to drink slowly again. Zhu Jiu really did the same. After Zhang Yu had half of his glass of wine, he suddenly heard a voice from the other side.

"Boom!"

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly put down the wine glass, and looked at Zhu Jiuzhen on the opposite side. I saw that most of the wine in the Zhujiu true glass was drunk, and the glass was placed on the table at this moment.

Zhang Yu asked curiously: "Brother Zhu, what's the matter?"

"Hehehehe..." Zhu Jiu smiled awkwardly and said: "My trousers belt is broken..."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu took a closer look and was taken aback.

It turns out that when Zhu Jiu really came to power, people were stubborn, and they saw that they had a big belly.

But at this moment, Zhu Jiuzhen sitting in the chair is already embarrassed. The belly is as big as a pregnant woman who is six or seven months pregnant.

Actually, if you drink so much wine, you have to have a place to hold it. Otherwise, where did the wine go? Not everyone, like Zhang Yu, can rely on mines to drain wine from the soles of the feet. Good guy, Zhu Jiu really has a stomach, and it can be stretched.

The belly now and the belly of Shiizai when he took the stage are completely different.

The people in the audience also discovered this one after another, and they all seemed very curious, "Damn it, see if the boss’s belly has become so big now." "Isn’t it? How did this happen? Yes. When I came to the stage, I didn’t have such a big belly." "You can support it with drinking." "This can also support it, and it's not rubber band." "Who said no, you also support it? ""I can survive."......

The people on the stage also heard their discussion clearly. Zhu Jiu really grinned again and said: "Continue to drink, continue to drink..."

He lifted the glass and poured it into his stomach.

Zhang Yu also picked up the wine glass and drank it.

The wine he drank naturally drained along the soles of his feet.

This trick seems simple, but Zhang Yu can't bear it. Others drink, if it’s not for their paleness or redness. Zhang Yu is different from these two types of people. His face gradually turned sallow, and his skin became dry, without a trace of blood.

There is no other reason. Zhang Yu drained the wine he drank with a mine, but the mine was not only the wine Zhang Yu drank, but also the water on his body. Just like Zhang Yu punishing Brother Lightning, he caused Brother Lightning to sweat continuously and drained the water from his body, almost causing Brother Lightning to die from dehydration.

Zhang Yu didn't sweat on his body. He just drained the wine with his feet. After a long time, the water would drip out with the wine, and no one could bear it. Zhang Yu is also crying secretly now, and he can somewhat understand the tragic situation of Brother Lightning at that time.

Zhang Yu vaguely felt that this was his own retribution. Using this method to deal with ordinary people is good now, let him feel it himself.

Of course he can stop, not in this row, but if he stops, he is drinking seriously. The Zhujiu on the opposite side is really like a wine jar. I don't know how much I can drink. If I stop, I guess I will have to get down on the spot.

There is no way, Zhang Yu can only bite the bullet and continue to drain the water and the wine he drank out.

To be honest, there is already a pool of water under his feet, even if he spilled a pound of wine before, it wouldn't be so. It's just that no one is paying attention to this right now. Below the stage, not to mention, several streams of water flow down in a straight line.

Next, there is another cup followed by a cup, forty-three cups, forty-four cups, forty-five cups...

Forty-nine cups!

The big guy watched Zhang Yu and Zhu Jiu really drink like water. For some reason, the atmosphere became tense again.

It seems that everyone can see that it may be the winner.

They just count in their hearts, and no one makes a sound anymore. The lobby with a few thousand cups became extremely quiet again.

Fiftieth Cup!

The waiter poured the wine in the two glasses again.

Zhang Yu did not hurry and continued to drink leisurely. This time, Zhang Yu finally took the first step with Zhujiu and finished the wine in the cup.

Before, it was always Zhujiu that was really fast. It was the first time he drank Zhujiu really fast.

It is not difficult to see from this that Zhujiu is really overwhelming.

"Look, look, this time, that kid drank quickly." Suddenly a voice broke the tranquility of the scene.

"Yes, the boss here seems to be unable to drink anymore. The speed of drinking has caught up with the medicine." "Is the victory or defeat about to be divided." "According to my estimation, it is just one cup or two. "Fifty catties...I rely on, these two people can really drink..." "Especially that kid, I see him drinking up to now. Look. Look like that. It's almost the same as when he first came on stage." "It's almost the same as when I first came on stage. From where you can tell, I think this kid's face is sallow, as if he is seriously ill." "Oh, this is careful. Look, it seems to be like this." "Damn, it's the first time I have seen someone drink alcohol, their faces are red, or white, what does it mean if they drink more and more yellow?" "Maybe they have this physique." ......

Slowly, the Zhujiu finally drank all the wine in the glass.

His eyes looked at Zhang Yu stubbornly, a bit as if he had seen a ghost, and his mouth was still breathing heavily.

When people drink like this, the ghost will come out without breathing.

Zhang Yu also stared at Zhu Jiu really, and in Zhang Yu's mouth, there was a heavy breath.

But Zhang Yu's state does not seem to be better than Zhujiu. Zhu Jiuzhen's face was red and bright in the dark, and his brain was sweaty. Zhang Yu's lips were dry, and his face was much uglier than Zhu Jiu.

The waiter looked at the appearance of these two, and his hands were a little trembling when he poured the wine.

You know, these two dear friends now have drunk a hundred catties of wine together. The waiter kept pouring wine, and he was tired, panting hard along with him.

The wine glasses in front of the two are filled again.

Looking at the wine bowl in front of him, Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and said in his heart, Nimapo's, how can you drink so much.