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"I truly didn't know that."
"Then you drink!"
"This is too difficult..."
"Drink!"
"Did I say something wrong? That can't be!"
"Drink, quickly!"
...
After a triumphant first battle, having successfully eliminated Wei Xuelian, Chen Feng faced four consecutive defeats.
Under the urging of everyone, he drank four glasses of beer in a row, not to mention the one for the "welcome", which made a total of five glasses.
Lu Qingfeng looked on, feeling somewhat palpitant.
He had just consumed less than five glasses of regular beer, already mixed, and found it almost unbearable.
What Chen Feng drank, however, was pure draught!
With three times the alcohol content, a bitter and harsh taste, that was not all; there would also be temporary taste loss and diarrhea to come!
It was like the start of a nightmare.
Yet, Lu Qingfeng felt not a bit of shame.
