Chapter 1829: A great victory in the wine field

Of course you can't admit defeat!
In Lao Wang’s glass, it’s exactly the same as Marokov’s wine. Besides, Lao Wang has already turned around and drank it with everyone. Now, he absolutely can’t admit defeat, he must Face it.
"Come on, excited heart, trembling hands, I have a glass of wine with the general, the general, don’t think I’m ugly." The old Wang raised the glass, raised his neck, poured the glass into his mouth, and entered When he reached his stomach, the alcohol of vodka was stimulating his stomach, and the bubbles of beer continued to expand, making him feel that his stomach was being hit like never before, cool!
I haven't really drunk it before, so I can drink it in a more powerful way.
Marokov could only raise his head, put the wine glass in his mouth, and drank gruntingly. Joers stimulated his stomach, and the Moutai that was drunk in it began to churn.
Countless amounts of alcohol, absorbed by his stomach, entered his blood, and also entered his brain. When the glass of wine went down, he felt everything in front of him dangling, dangling, and then, He lay down on the table all at once, and he couldn't remember what happened in the future.
Lao Wang smiled secretly in his heart. It turned out that Lao Maozi was also bluffing, so he couldn't do it twice!
What's next?
He carried the wine bottle and went to find Ye Fugen. Ye Fugen bit his scalp and watched that Pharaoh had already drunk Joelsh for the second cup. He thought that this cup would make Pharaoh drunk. Ye Fugen can stop drinking, but who would have thought that Lao Wang turned his head up and drank it. Then Lao Wang turned the glass upside down and gestured to Ye Fugen to see that I had already drunk it. It's clean.
Therefore, Ye Fugen had no choice but to raise his head, and pour this cup of Joels into his mouth, just like the old king. He felt his stomach tumbling and burning, and he just drank it. Halfway through, there was a sour, stinky and spicy taste, which suddenly came out of his stomach!
No, I have to throw up.
At the wine table, I fainted after drinking, fell asleep on the front, and I can treat it as if nothing has happened, but if I vomit, I will definitely be laughed at! Even every time I drank, I would be brought up about it, and I couldn’t lift my head anymore. I couldn’t vomit or vomit. After drinking, I would vomit again even if I ran to the bathroom.
In fact, many people are able to drink. It is such a process. After drinking, they ran to the bathroom, vomited all the food they had just drunk, and continued to drink as if they were okay, pretending to be a big tail wolf.
Of course, there is another type of people, those who live broadcast the big stomach king, you can eat one pot of instant noodles, I can eat two pots, you can eat four trotters, I can eat eight, who eats more, Whoever has fans and rewards.
None of these people really eat and digest, they all vomit out, and even in the end, they will even form a conditioned reflex, how much they eat and how much they vomit, this is the origin of the big stomach king, look at them If you eat so much, and are extremely thin, you know that there is a problem. In such a person, the digestive system will eventually break down, the body's function will also collapse, and sudden unexpected situations will eventually occur. These are the most people I'm speechless, I could have made money with hardworking hands, but there are always some people who want to take shortcuts and do not hesitate to damage their bodies.
The current Ye Fugen is also for the sake of face, so he forcibly held back, swallowing the things he wanted to churn out, and swallowing them back into his stomach. Some things even flowed into his mouth. He still gritted his teeth and continued. Swallow those things back.
There is half a cup left!
The sour smell came out of his nose, his drinking speed slowed down, he could not continue to drink more, he could only drink slowly, take a mouthful, drink little by little, finally, Bottom line, finally, the last bite is left!
Maybe you can keep this bite? He just wanted to put down the cup, he saw Lao Wang turning the cup upside down from the corner of his eye, and signaled to him that there was no bite in his cup. If Ye Fugen was left, he would definitely be caught Sneer, are you planning to raise goldfish?
Yevgeny can’t stay, can’t be left, it can only continue to swallow the last bite into his stomach, this is the last bite, the spicy and stimulating last bite of wine, when it enters his stomach, it seems to be crushed. The camel’s last straw was like the last straw, and his stomach was surging and could no longer be controlled!
His mouth opened suddenly, and everything inside rushed out of his mouth. He wanted to cover his mouth, but it was too late! Those yellow and white things are pouring out like a fountain!
Ye Fugen vomited all over, and after he finished vomiting, he wiped his mouth, and didn't know what happened next. For him, he didn't know, but it was actually the best.
Yefugen fell.
Then, who is the next person?
Lao Wang was holding the wine bottle and continued to search for the next target.
General Qin Guan and General Lin are here, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, watching Lao Wang attack the city on the wine field, and take down generals one after another. Afterwards, those old Maozi generals actually knew that they had escaped. Dare to fight directly against Lao Wang, but Lao Wang also has a way. If he can't defeat the last enemy, he will never end!
The battle is not over yet!
Finally, the banquet was over. The old Wang drank the last sip of vodka while holding a cup of words. He watched his record. The whole house, all the generals of the Xiong Country, were all brought down, and they were all carried out. Yes, Lao Wang finished drinking and looked at his cup, feeling lonely and seeking defeat.
"Pharaoh, what kind of martial arts are you? Thousand cups of martial arts are not drunk?" General Lin asked. In the army, General Lin is definitely the favorite to drink. Drinks first. However, facing Pharaoh, I am afraid Must be resigned to the wind.
"It's almost like Duan Yu from the eight parts of Tianlong, do you have any internal power to force the wine out?" Someone said jokingly.
Tian Long Ba Bu are novels created in the 1960s. Among the visiting teams, there are still people who like to read martial arts novels, as a pastime when they are boring.
Duan Yu inside, and Qiao Feng, did this when they were drinking. They drank and drank at the same time. It didn't matter how much they drank. In contrast, Qiao Feng was still very good, and they really drank.
Qiao Feng is a Khitan, he is the bloodline of Maozi now, and Duan Yu is a Han Chinese, which is just a reflection of reality.
"Of course there is no internal strength, it is all fake." Qin Guan said from the side: "Well, let's leave it to a biological expert to study. I think that Lao Wang's body can form a special digestive enzyme. Break down alcohol into harmless substances."