The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 775: Drunken Life, Dreamy Death (Second Update)

Chapter 775: Chapter 775: Drunken Life, Dreamy Death (Second Update)

"Madness, madness, someone’s asking for a beating!"

"Haha, daring to compete in drinking with Brother Fan, my god, don’t know if he’s confident or brain-dead, let’s go, let’s go, let’s watch the show!"

"Brothers and sisters, the prelude is here, don’t rush, after Brother Fan finishes the job, he’ll definitely sing a song! Hold tight!"

Suddenly, more than two hundred people surged toward Zhang Fan’s area!

Seeing such a commotion on this side, the whole bar went silent.

What the fuck, what happened?

Fuck fuck fuck, is this the prelude to a fight?

Who the hell is so bold, actually daring to cause trouble in Gu’s Bar? Sick of living or just doesn’t want to live?

However, Ouyang Feng, who was dancing with a girl, saw that it was the Face-Slapping Group bunch, and immediately rolled his eyes.

He knew that Zhang Fan couldn’t stay idle for a minute.

Nevertheless, he also made his way over, curious to see who was so blind as to provoke Zhang Fan, the Demon King.

At the same time, Wang Peng also couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Dammit, didn’t we agree not to stir up trouble?

"Dare or not?" Xie Chen, feeling the approaching crowd, also had a radiant confident smile on his face.

Hehe, competing in drinking, of course, was not a brain-dead method he came up with.

When it came to drinking, he had one hundred percent confidence!

"Huh, isn’t that the Little Drinking King Xie Chen?" A surprised voice suddenly arose.

"Fuck, Xie Chen, you’re bullying people again, who the hell dares to compete in drinking with you, you booze barrel?" Another shocked exclamation broke out.

"Ah? Xie Chen? Shit, this madman, what does he want to do? The guy in front of him is still a child, isn’t it bad to destroy someone like that?"

Hearing these voices, Xie Chen’s expression immediately changed.

"Who the hell are you, quit your bullshit, what Little Drinking King, booze barrel, I freaking can only drink twenty bottles of beer at most!" Xie Chen instantly cursed.

At the same time, Xie Chen’s mind was already filled with curses.

A bunch of idiots, what’s it to you, stop your nonsense, if this guy gets scared off, how the hell am I supposed to slap faces?

The most important thing, this matter involved Wang Xiaoqin, and he absolutely couldn’t afford any accidents.

In a few days, he must make the guy in front of him lose all dignity.

Competing in drinking, hmph, that’s just the beginning!

"Yo yo yo, Xie Chen, come on, if you’ve got the guts let’s go to KTV, damn it, dare or not!" someone yelled angrily.

Xie Chen turned his head and snapped back, "Wait for me to finish drinking, then we’ll talk, pretentious you, just wait!"

After Xie Chen roared, he then teasingly looked at Zhang Fan, "What’s wrong? Chickening out?"

Zhang Fan chuckled and said softly, "Are you sure you want to compete in drinking with me?"

"Hahaha? You sure you’re talking to me?" Xie Chen looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

So arrogant, just too arrogant, fucker, who do you think you are!

At the same time, the people around them also started to laugh, "Kid, do you even know who Xie Chen is?"

"Hehe, in our Gu’s Bar, no one has ever out-drunk Xie Chen, are you just looking for discomfort?"

"Exactly, kids these days, really getting younger and younger, ignorant of life and death."

"Hahaha! Killing me, who is Xie Chen, why haven’t I ever heard of him?" He Yang was the first to start laughing.

Little Drinking King? Booze barrel?

Are you fucking kidding me?

In front of Brother Fan, dare to call yourself a booze barrel?

Looking for death, huh!

At the same time, the other members of the smack talk group also started chuckling ominously.

"Didn’t Brother Fan just drink like over a hundred and forty bottles of beer during the meal just now?"

Hehe, things are about to get interesting!

Zhang Fan stood up, "You name the way to drink! Whatever you want, don’t say I bullied you!"

Zhang Fan shook his glass and looked at Xie Chen with a sly smile playing on his lips.

"This guy’s really gone mad! Alas, he’s beyond help!" someone sighed.

"He dares to say he’s bullying Xie Chen? This... I’m impressed by nothing but you!" another person jeered.

Xie Chen also started laughing, "Fine, since you say so, you must be good at drinking too. How about a challenge to drink to our doom?"

"Hiss, drink to our doom?"

"Damn, this is insane!"

"What the hell, what is Xie Chen trying to do? Didn’t he bust his chops on ’drink to our doom’ once before?"

"What is ’drink to our doom’?" Wang Xiaoqin also tilted her head up and murmured softly.

However, Wang Peng’s expression changed dramatically.

"’Drink to our doom’ is a drinking method created by the owner of the Ancient Bar. Just like it sounds, it’s meant to make the drinker completely inebriated.

’Drink to our doom’ involves a total of one hundred drinks: brandy, vodka, whiskey, tequila, twenty-five of each.

You should know, these four types of alcohol are all strong liquors from the West. The most important thing is that when you mix these liquors together, the alcohol effect is exceptionally strong. In the fifteen years since the Ancient Bar opened, not a single person has been able to finish these one hundred drinks of ’drink to our doom’! This isn’t just drinking; it’s practically suicide!"

Wang Peng explained. Honestly, he had never expected Xie Chen to propose such a drinking method.

What the fuck, Xie Chen, this dumbass, didn’t he fail on this before?

Did he lose his mind?

But soon, a flicker of interest appeared in Wang Peng’s eyes.

’Drink to our doom’ is almost like a grand feast at the Ancient Bar.

Whenever someone challenges ’drink to our doom,’ it’s pretty much the wildest time at the Ancient Bar.

If you can handle fifty drinks, you can become a VIP member of the Ancient Bar, and if you can finish seventy-five, you get a 50% discount on all drinks at the bar. If someone can finish all one hundred, that person drinks for free for life at the Ancient Bar until it goes out of business.

Keep in mind, Xie Chen’s previous attempt was only forty-five drinks.

He ended up unconscious in the hospital for three days and nights! Nearly kicked the bucket.

These glasses are the large kind, you know, holding about half a bottle of beer!

Xie Chen, that guy, is trying to totally embarrass Zhang Fan in front of everyone!

Thinking of this, Wang Peng’s lips began to tremble.

If Zhang Fan loses, what if he causes trouble for him?

Suddenly, Wang Peng’s expression darkened, "Xie Chen, don’t make such a big deal out of it, just a drinking contest, why do you have to play ’drink to our doom’. Your ass also got knocked out at the forty-fifth cup, didn’t it!"

Xie Chen gave a cold laugh, "Brother Peng, this is a private matter between me and this kid, you better not interfere. Besides, this kid has already agreed."

Grinding his teeth, Wang Peng said, "What if I ask you to give me, Wang Peng, some face?"

"Heh, Brother Peng, anything goes, but not today, you know how I feel about Xiaoqin." Xie Chen’s eyes turned red again.

Just then, Zhang Fan reached out and patted Wang Peng on the shoulder, "How about you join us?"

Wang Peng’s face instantly changed as he shook his head, "No way, not me."

"Then back off!" Zhang Fan said, his gaze falling on Xie Chen, "A drinking contest is fine, but isn’t it a bit boring without any stakes?" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Hearing Zhang Fan’s words, a ripple of shock went through the crowd.

"Damn, has this kid gone crazy? He actually dares to challenge Xie Chen to ’drink to our doom’?"