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Chapter 902 892. Massacre, 3, 2, 1 (7/10)

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    Bottles of beer were thrown up, and at this moment Qin Shiou began to see the madness of North Americans at carnival parties.

    Everyone was drinking, and the DJ played passionate music one after another. Everyone swayed wildly with their bodies and bottles in their hands. Champagne, beer, and red wine were scattered all over the floor and all over their bodies, and then they drank it.  At the entrance

    People who participate in carnivals can drink with random people, but there is a rule, which is to give priority to people sitting in front of the bar. If you want to sit down, you have to endure being drunk by a group of people.

    It¡¯s like playing in a ring. At this moment, the bar of the bar becomes a ring. Whoever sits on it is the winner. A group of lunatics take turns to go on stage and drink until they collapse from the alcohol and then replace others.

    Hei Dao was the first to sit at the bar. He laughed loudly at Qin Shiou and said, "Haha, boss, look at me, I'll give our fishery camp a good start!"

    Little Hughes was swinging a bottle of Budweiser, rushed up and poured it on Black Knife and shouted: "You are dead tonight! You are dead!"

    Heidao asked for two large beer glasses, two-liter large glasses. He poured half of the beer into them, and then filled the two large wine glasses with red wine in one hand and white wine in the other.

    Grabbing a wine glass by himself, Heidao looked proudly at the fanatical drinkers around him and asked, "Who's coming?"

    Little Hughes pointed at the young man named Mike who was pushed out earlier and shouted: "Mike! Come on!"

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

    The blond young man wiped his face in embarrassment and cursed at little Hughes: "Fake, Fake! I won't let you go, you damn soul! I will definitely take revenge!"

    Heidao raised the big wine glass and drank all the wine in it. The people around him cheered suddenly, and the sound was so loud that it instantly overwhelmed the DJ's music.

    Mike and little Hughes quarreled for a while, and then he picked up the wine glass, and he poured it into his mouth with a sad look on his face.

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

    After he finished drinking, the cheers became louder. Mike slapped the wine glass on the table, pointed at the black knife and shouted: "You, get off, I want, I want to sit Fuck! Ugh!"

    Someone dragged Mike out, and little Hughes covered his eyes and shouted: "Oh, God, forgive this sinner and save the soul of this unlucky child. May the Lord bless you! Who is next?!"

    ¡°Larry, you son of a bitch, of course you¡¯ll be next!¡± someone shouted.

    "Little Hughes stood up and said righteously: "I am the commander-in-chief. You idiots, without my command, how can you win"

    "We don't care whether we win or lose! Little Hughes, come on!"

    "Little Hughes! Little Hughes! Little Hughes!"

    "Little Hughes, who has always been the most arrogant, was dumbfounded. He wanted to defend himself, but was kicked out by someone on the butt. He staggered two steps and almost hit the bar.

    Heidao supported him and smiled maliciously: "Do you want a depth bomb? Or a mine? Or a nuclear warhead?"

    Beer and red wine are depth bombs, beer and liquor are mines, and if you mix them together, they are a nuclear warhead.

    Little Hughes sneered and said: "Don't be like this, Black Knife, my good buddy, can't we be a little more peaceful? Let's start with beer and go step by step"

    Someone brought a small wine barrel, and Qin Shiou joked: "Come on, let's start with beer. Let's drink beer. No ventilation is allowed in the middle. Whoever breathes will change to a barrel of wine and drink again."

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

    Qin Shiou laughed. Of course they would not really let little Hughes get drunk, otherwise no one would liven up the drinking atmosphere. Although he was not the commander-in-chief, he was a qualified host.

    There are naturally activities while drinking. The island is inhabited by fishermen. What can the fishermen do?  You can't fish or shoot fish indoors, so you can only play power arm wrestling.

    This one is also the banker. Someone sits at the table first, and others challenge. The loser drinks a bottle of beer, and the winner continues to be the banker. The last one to win is the emperor of the carnival night.

    There are advantages to being the night party emperor. In the end, the most beautiful girl will be selected as the night party queen, and then you can do something ambiguous.

    Qin Shiou watched the chubby Carson sitting on the bank, and he moved his wrists and body to prepare for the challenge.

    According to predictions, with his strength, endurance and explosive power modified by Poseidon energy, he would have no problem surviving this kind of arm wrestling match to the end.

    The reason why I want to play this is becauseAt this time, Ou had to hide from the wine, and Black Knife had been knocked over. Shaq and Bird, who went up to challenge him, also fell down. Nelson was about to attack.

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

    Qin Shiou knows how to drink, but he will not be drunk like a stupid bird.

    After moving for a while, Qin Shiou sat across from Carson, who was chirping: "Boy, you are so brave! You actually want to provoke me? Okay, okay, then I have to send you to see Satan. May God  Will save your soul, may"

    "Fake, hurry up! Carson, you long-tongued woman, can you shut up and concentrate on playing? We can't wait to drink Qin wine!" Someone kicked Carson's chair from behind.

    Carson turned around and cursed, then raised his arms.

    Qin Shiou also stretched out his arms. It has to be said that there is a huge difference in the thickness of the arms between the two. This is the natural difference between yellow and white people, especially guys like Carson, who are descendants of the Vikings and are often thick and thick.

    People in the town don¡¯t know much about Qin Shiou¡¯s strength. Only a group of people who play basketball with him know that the power he displays on the court is terrifying.

    But basketball is not purely about strength, so not many people take him seriously.

    Qin Shiou put his arms on his hands and smiled: "Is anyone willing to place a bet?"

    Father Hickson came up and said: "Let me be the banker. Does anyone want to bet? Qin and Carson, the King of Power in the East vs. the Strong Man in the West"

    Qin Shiou interrupted him and said: "Well, dad, we don't bet money, we bet beer. The loser drinks, and the bet is a few bottles of beer. The winner can get the empty bottle, and it will be their turn later.  If you drink, you can use empty wine bottles to pay off your bills.¡±

    This is a good suggestion. People in small towns used to be afraid of poverty. Although the economy has improved greatly recently, when it comes to money, they still don¡¯t want to participate. But if they change it to drinking

    "I bet, two bottles, Qin loses and Carson wins!"

    ¡°Two bottles, Carson wins!¡±

    "Me too, with two bottles, Carson, you will definitely win!"

    "Qin must lose, this unlucky kid!"

    "Two bottles is the limit, otherwise no one can drink even if you gamble two hundred bottles, and that would be a dead giveaway."

    Father Hickson is good at keeping accounts. He has a very good memory. He has worked in restaurants all his life and has never kept accounts. If you tell him what you order, you will definitely get it right.

    After placing the bet, Qin Shiou smiled slightly and asked, "How many people bet on me to win?"

    Hixon shrugged and said: "Unfortunately, Qin, only little Hughes is betting on you to win."

    Qin Shiou took a look, and little Hughes winked at him and said, "Kill them!"

    "Okay, the road to massacre has begun, 3, 2, 1!" (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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