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At this moment, the group of thugs burst into loud laughter at Xiao Yun's words.
"Alright, you little brat, let's see you drink six jin of liquor!"
"Someone, bring out six jin of high-proof liquor!"
"Kid, you're something else. Soon you'll be lying on the ground howling!"
You have to understand that the members of the Drunken Dragon Gang could drink a lot. They originally wanted to take this opportunity to teach Xiao Yun a lesson, but they didn't expect this guy to start boasting right in front of them.
Who has ever seen someone drink six jin of strong liquor? Do you think you're a cow?
Mud Horse, this boast is outrageous!
The man sitting in the nearby booth, resembling a White-faced Scholar, couldn't help but shake his head secretly. It seemed that Long San was a bit thick-skinned. He watched Xiao Yun with great interest, curious to see how he would play out this scene.
Soon, the waiter brought over six bottles of liquor, each containing one jin.
Some people nearby became excited upon seeing this; they probably had never witnessed anyone drink so much alcohol in their lives.
The greatest pleasure for people is to watch the excitement, and it was no different in Island Nation. As for whether Xiao Yun would survive drinking all this, that was beyond their concern.
As long as there was something entertaining to watch that didn't require buying tickets, they were all in.
There were even Japanese Invaders who joined in the commotion, shouting, "Drink up, Huaxia People! You can't just talk without action!"
"Yeah, we want to see how a god of wine is born in this bar!"
"Haha, I’m afraid this kid is just bragging. Even if it's water, six jin would be hard to down!"
Ding ding ding...
At that moment, amidst the clamor, Xiao Yun had already extended a finger and flicked it toward the six bottles of liquor placed on the table.
His fingers moved with agility, lightly tapping on the bottle's body like flowing clouds and running water. With a series of crisp and pleasant sounds, all six bottle caps flew off to the side.
This single move left the onlookers dumbfounded.
Those who understood the skill saw the technique, while those who didn't were merely entertained. The man sitting nearby, resembling a White-faced Scholar, narrowed his eyes slightly upon witnessing this; it required immense inner strength!
It was unexpected that Long San truly had some skills!
Then, an even more astonishing scene unfolded. Xiao Yun grabbed a bottle of liquor and tossed it into the air. As the bottle flipped in mid-air, he tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and caught the bottle neck, gulping down the contents without taking a breath, as if a thirsty dragon was drinking water.
Remarkably, not a single drop spilled onto the ground after finishing that bottle.
Following that, Xiao Yun continued to throw one bottle after another into the air. Each time he caught the neck with his mouth, he inhaled all the liquor inside in one breath.
After finishing each bottle, Xiao Yun would spit it out with a pop, sending the empty bottle flying gracefully through the air before landing perfectly upright on the table.
The spectators watched as if it were a magic show, their eyes wide open and mouths agape enough to fit a large goose egg. Those who had been cheering moments ago fell silent; the entire hall was eerily quiet, almost as if a pin could be heard dropping.
In an instant, all six bottles of high-proof liquor on the table were empty.
Xiao Yun remained unfazed and steady, standing there with an innocent smile on his face.
Oh my, is this guy even human?
Drinking down six bottles of liquor in one go was simply beyond earthly limits!
The man resembling a White-faced Scholar stared in disbelief. He rubbed his eyes and sighed inwardly, wondering if what he had just witnessed was an illusion!
The six ruffians stood there like wooden statues.
"That's amazing! Incredible!" someone shouted out, followed by a thunderous round of applause from those around.
"Wow, this young Huaxia person is truly remarkable!"
"What kind of people from the Drunken Dragon Gang are these? They might as well kneel and worship this Huaxia person!"
"What does it mean to be impressive? This is what a true impressive person looks like!"
Hearing the commotion from the crowd, the legs of the six thugs began to weaken, and beads of sweat streamed down their faces like a waterfall.
Xiao Yun smiled slightly, stepped forward, and approached the fierce-looking big guy. Suddenly, his expression turned cold as he said in a chilling voice, "Give me your phone!"
Accepting defeat is also a rule in their line of work.
Although the Drunken Dragon Gang was notorious for being unscrupulous in Zhapang City, it wouldn’t look good to refuse to admit defeat in front of everyone.
Reluctantly, the guy pulled out his phone and handed it to Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun opened the phone and quickly found the images.
However, as soon as his eyes landed on those pictures, his heart raced wildly.
They were all provocative images of Akiyano Koiko, posing in various alluring stances—either showing off her curvy backside from the side, gently caressing her Beautiful Peaks, or tossing her long hair around wildly… Xiao Yun found himself swallowing hard several times.
Mud Horse, it would be such a shame to delete these photos!
Master Xiao's mischievous nature kicked in; he eagerly uploaded all those beautiful images to his own phone.
Then, he deleted all the pictures from that guy's phone and removed his own phone number that he had left there.
"Here you go!" Xiao Yun casually threw the phone back at the guy's face. "If I catch you bothering my colleague Akiyano Ice Sister again, be careful; I won't go easy on you!"
With that, Xiao Yun slammed his palm down on the table. The table remained intact while all six bottles shattered into pieces.
He had used his internal energy to directly shatter those bottles.
Seeing this scene unfold before them, the thugs trembled all over, as if they had been petrified.
Especially that big guy with a bruised forehead, who was smashed by Xiao Yun's phone and bled profusely, didn't dare to make a sound. Mud Horse, where did this tough guy come from? He drank six jin of baijiu by himself, and his skills were simply unfathomable. Encountering someone like this, one could only admit defeat.
"Mr. Long, please wait!"
Just as Xiao Yun was about to turn and leave, the man resembling a White-faced Scholar stood up from his seat and hurried over.
Upon hearing this voice, Xiao Yun couldn't help but be taken aback; why did this voice sound so familiar?
Xiao Yun suddenly turned around, and when his sharp gaze landed on the man resembling a White-faced Scholar, he was momentarily stunned. Damn, how could it be him?
This world is too small; Xiao Yun never expected to encounter Wei Qinghe here.
Since the fall of the Shadow Empire, Hua Fengchun and his minions had all been arrested, but Wei Qinghe and his biological son Han Ziqi had gone missing. What a coincidence; after many days, Xiao Yun didn't expect to run into this slippery fish in Island Nation.
Fortunately, Xiao Yun had changed his appearance; he recognized Wei Qinghe at a glance, while Wei Qinghe did not recognize him.
Xiao Yun feigned a puzzled expression and looked at Wei Qinghe, saying, "May I ask who you are..."
"Hehe, I am the Vice Hall Master of Jizhu Hall. My surname is Wei, and my name is Qinghe. People in the industry call me Wei Ge!" Wei Qinghe cupped his fists and bowed to Xiao Yun.
What? When did this Wei Qinghe become the Vice Hall Master of Jizhu Hall in Island Nation?
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