"You...you..."
The God of Wine stammered without being able to utter a complete sentence. He had never seen anyone drink "Death Moment" like that. Even he himself had to pause and catch his breath before finishing a glass.
Expert! This guy is definitely a real expert! Panic started to rise in the heart of the God of Wine.
Liu Wentian said to the bartender, "Keep the drinks coming, don't just stand there."
"Right, right away," the bartender nodded immediately.
The God of Wine glanced at Qiang Ge, whose face looked terrible. He gritted his teeth and decided, no matter what, he had to win tonight's contest!
He quietly took out a purple pill from his pocket. It was a drug he had acquired from the United States. With this drug, his alcohol tolerance could roughly double.
