Fei Shanhai drank a glass of white wine, his eyes began to double-image when he saw things, and his head was dizzy and swollen as if he had been punched.
Fei Xuebin didn’t dare to cheat his father, so he could only wait for Fei Shanhai to drink a cup of belly before hurriedly drank the remaining liquor in his cup.
At this time, Ye Chen’s stopwatch hadn’t reached a minute.
Seeing that the father and son were gasping for breath like dogs, and their faces were flushed, Ye Chen smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, “Come on, have a second drink, please fill up the wine with Mr. Fei!”
Fei Xuebin’s legs were already swaying, but facing Ye Chen’s orders, he didn’t dare to disobey, so he had to pick up the wine glass tremblingly, and poured two more glasses for himself and his father.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen looked at the stopwatch again and said, “Let’s stick to the old rules, give you one minute to drink all the glasses of wine, and if anyone exceeds the time limit, they will be rewarded with another glass. ”
Fei Shanhai lamented, “Young Xia… If you drink like this, you will die…”
Ye Chen waved his hand: “Don’t worry, you can’t die. If you really die, you can come to me.”
“This…” Fei Shanhai wanted to cry without tears, and thought to himself: “I’m dead, how will I come to you then?”
At this time, Ye Chen said casually: “To be honest, you father and son should really find a place to have fun, I just let you two have some drinks. A father and son offended me before, and they have been transformed by me. There was another pair of father and son who offended me, and I had them engraved with a knife on his son’s forehead with the words “Poor Hanged”, and on his father’s head with the words “Poor Hanged Father”, to compare with them , you don’t know how lucky you are.”
After speaking, Ye Chen said again: “If you are interested, I can call my subordinate who is good at body calligraphy and ask him to leave you a pair of calligraphy.”
Fei Shanhai shuddered at Ye Chen’s words, while Fei Xuebin felt a burst of pain from his forehead when he thought of someone being engraved on his forehead.
While nervous, he couldn’t help looking at his father Fei Shanhai, and whispered: “Dad! I’ve finished one cup, grit my teeth, and drink the remaining two and it’s fine…”
Ye Chen stretched out a finger and shook it, and said seriously, “Young Master Fei, you still have three cups left!”
Fei Xuebin nodded quickly and said, “Yes, yes… Mr. Ye said that… I have three cups left…”
Fei Shanhai felt that the alcohol was coming up quickly at this time, he rubbed his temples vigorously, and said, “Okay…I’ll drink it!”
After saying that, he picked up the wine glass, hesitated for three seconds, and poured it into his stomach.
Fei Xuebin didn’t dare to delay, and hurriedly drank the second cup.
By the time Fei Shanhai finished his second glass of wine, he had lost control of his body. He sat down on the chair, feeling a splitting headache, but he couldn’t lift his eyelids at all.
Immediately afterwards, I heard him muttering: “Young… young hero…I…I…I can’t do it… ”
As soon as the voice fell, the whole person suddenly fainted.
Ye Chen used his spiritual energy to investigate and found that the old man was really in a coma, so he said to Zhang Chuan who was kneeling beside him, “Come, come and pour him the third cup.”
Zhang Chuan didn’t dare to refuse, he quickly stood up, walked to Fei Shanhai, filled a glass of wine tremblingly, squeezed Fei Shanhai’s teeth, and carefully poured the liquor into Fei Shanhai’s mouth.
Fei Shanhai was already unconscious at this time and was at the mercy of Zhang Chuan, so after choking several times, he also swallowed the third glass of wine.
At this time, Ye Chen looked at Fei Xuebin, who was terrified, and said, “Master Fei, do you think I will come by myself, or should I ask him to help you?”