Chapter 902

Bottles of beer were thrown up. At this moment, Qin Shiou began to see the madness of the North American Carnival Party.

Everyone is drinking. The DJ rubs the plate and sends out passionate music. Everyone swings his body and hands crazily. The wine bottles, champagne, beer and red wine are scattered all over the ground and all over the body, and then poured into the mouth

People who participate in the carnival are free to find people to drink, but there is a rule, that is, give priority to the people sitting in front of the bar. If you want to sit down, you have to bear being drunk by a group of people.

It's like playing a challenge arena. At this moment, the bar of the bar becomes a challenge arena. Whoever sits on it is the villa. A group of madmen take turns to drink until they are unable to drink, and then change people.

Black knife was the first one to sit in front of the bar. He laughed at Qin Shiou and said, "ha ha, boss, look at me. Make a good start for our fishing camp!"

Little Hughes shook a bottle of Budweiser, rushed up and fell on the black knife and shouted, "you're dead tonight! Dead! "

The black knife required two large beer cups and two litres of large cups. He poured half of the beer into the glass, then he made a single hand of Baijiu in red wine and filled two large cups respectively.

He grabbed a wine glass. Black knife proudly looked at the enthusiastic drinkers around and asked, "who's coming?"

Little Hughes pointed to the young man named Mike who had been pushed out earlier and shouted, "Mike! Go! "

Then people around shouted, "Mike! Mike! Mike! "

The blonde wiped his face in embarrassment and scolded Hughes: "Falk squid, Falk! I won't let you go, you damn soul egg! I will take revenge! "

Black knife raised his big glass and filled it with all the wine. The people around him cheered and made a loud noise, which overwhelmed the DJ's music for a moment.

Mike and Hughes scolded each other for a while, then he also picked up the glass, and he poured it into his mouth with a sad face.

It took Mike more than a minute to finish drinking the wine. Qin Shiou felt uncomfortable for him

After he finished drinking, the cheers became louder. Mike patted the glass on the table, pointed to the black knife and shouted, "you, get down, I want, I want to sit... FAK! Oh! "

Someone dragged Mike out. Little Hughes covered his eyes and cried, "Oh, God, forgive the sinner and save the soul of the unlucky child. God bless you! Who's next? "

"Larry, you gou son of a bitch, of course you'll go next!" Someone shouted.

Little Hughes stood up and said, "I'm the commander in chief. You fools, how can you win without my command..."

"We don't care whether we win or lose! Little Hughes, you go! "

"Little Hughes! Little Hughes! Little Hughes! "

Little Hughes, who has always been the most depressed, was stupid. He wanted to defend himself. As a result, he was kicked out on his ass, staggered for two steps and almost hit the bar.

The black knife held him and said with a malicious smile, "do you want a deep-water bomb? Or a mine? Or a nuclear warhead? "

Beer and red wine are deep water bombs. Beer and Baijiu are mines and mixtures, that is, nuclear warheads.

Little Hughes said with a smile, "come on, black knife, my good man, can't we make peace? Start with beer, step by step... "

Someone sent up a small barrel of wine. Qin Shiou joked: "come on, start with beer. Drink beer. You are not allowed to breathe in the middle. Whoever breathes will change a barrel of wine and drink it again."

Little Hughes looked at Qin Shiou and said, "Oh, God, please open your arms. I'm going to see you soon!"

Qin Shiou smiled. Of course, they won't really let little Hughes get drunk, otherwise no one will activate the drinking atmosphere. Although he is not the commander in chief, he is a qualified host.

There are natural activities during drinking. Fishermen live on the island. What can fishermen compare? You can't shoot fish indoors. You can only play strength wrench wrist.

This is also a villa. Some people sit at the table first, others challenge, the loser drinks a bottle of beer, the winner continues to sit at the villa, and the last winner is the emperor of the carnival night party.

It's good to be the emperor of the night party. Finally, the most beautiful girl will be selected as the queen of the night party. At that time, you can have some ambiguous things.

Qin Shiou saw chubby Carson sitting on the villa. He moved his wrists and body to prepare for the challenge.

According to the prediction, with his strength, endurance and explosive power transformed by Poseidon energy, he had no problem in the end.

The reason why we want to play this is because Qin Shiou has to hide from wine. The black knife has been overturned. Next, Shaq and bird who went to fight have also fallen. Nelson is preparing to attack.

The ultimate goal of the people around is Qin Shiou. They are not satisfied with the fishermen and want Qin Shiou to drink.

Qin Shiou can drink, but he won't be drunk like a silly bird.

After a while, Qin Shiou sat opposite Carson, and the latter chirped: "boy, you are so brave! You're provoking me? Well, well, then I have to send you to Satan. May God redeem your soul, may... "

"Fark squid, come on! Carson, you gossiper, you shut up and concentrate on playing, okay? We can't wait to pour Qin wine! " Someone kicked Carson's chair from behind.

Carson turned back and scolded, then raised his arm.

Qin Shiou also stretched out his arm. It has to be said that there is a huge difference in the thickness of their arms, which is the natural difference between yellow and white people. Especially Carson, these guys are the descendants of Vikings and are often five big and three thick.

People in the town don't know much about Qin Shiou's strength, that is, a group of people playing basketball with him know that his strength on the court is terrible.

But basketball does not rely solely on strength, so few people pay attention to him.

Qin Shiou put his arm on and said with a smile, "is there anyone willing to bet?"

Hickson's father came up and said, "let me be a banker. Does anyone want to bet? Qin and Carson, Oriental King vs Western Hercules... "

Qin Shiou interrupted him and said, "well, Dad, we don't bet - money. We bet on beer bars. If we lose, we bet on a few bottles of beer. The winner can get an empty bottle of wine. Later, when it's their turn to drink, they can use an empty bottle to pay the bill. "

This is a good suggestion. People in the town used to be poor and afraid. Although the economy has improved greatly recently, they still don't want to participate when it comes to money, but if they change to drinking

"I bet, two bottles, Qin lost, Carson won!"

"Two bottles, Carson wins!"

"Me too. Two bottles, Carson. You're sure to win!"

"Qin must have lost, this unlucky child!"

Two bottles are capped, otherwise no one can drink two hundred bottles. That's a default.

Hickson's father is good at bookkeeping. He has a super good memory. He has worked in a restaurant all his life and has never used a bookkeeping sheet. Whoever orders anything directly tells him that he will not be wrong.

At the end of the bet, Qin Shiou smiled and asked, "how many people bet on me to win?"

Hickson shrugged and said, "it's a pity, Qin, only little Hughes will bet you to win."

Qin Shiou looked at him. Little Hughes winked at him and said, "fuck them!"

"OK, the road to slaughter, here we go, 3, 2, 1!"