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... Gao Chuwu, that big loveable idiot, was about to die.
This was 52-degree liquor. Fifty. Two. Degrees.
And this maniac was drinking it from a bowl?
And pouring it straight down his throat like it was soup?
At this point you might as well start digging his grave. Save time.
Sure enough, the instant Gao Chuwu downed that bowl, something in his brain short-circuited. He swayed left, swayed right, and—thud—collapsed.
The people beside him didn’t even p ...
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