Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 774
The attitude of the other party is as clear as the white chalk on the blackboard.

Dong Qiangqiang somewhat regretted his impulsiveness, should this mean slapping his mouth?But when the words got to the point, he didn't want to give in, so he had an idea, gave the other party a thumbs up, and praised: "Good drinker!" After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, he saw the bodyguard still standing in front of him, staring at him with dead fish eyes.Although the other party didn't say a word, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"I'm here to find Anderson." Dong Qiangqiang turned around, stared at the white-haired man's face and repeated.

"Drink it, and I'll tell you what Anderson means." The white-haired man pointed to the wine glass on the table, "Isn't that why you came here?"

Dong Qiangqiang stared at the clear Erliang wine in a daze in front of him. It's not that he couldn't drink it, but his stomach was empty at this time, and he would definitely vomit after drinking.Generally, when drinking vodka or whiskey, some ice cubes are added to dilute the alcohol. It is estimated that only the Russians in the world blow the bottle directly without adding anything.

He regretted that he didn't eat something before entering, but he really couldn't be blamed. Who would think that a normal person needs to eat something before entering a restaurant?

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang was silent, the white-haired man continued: "If you dare not (drink), just say 'Russian wine is better than Chinese wine' and you can leave. I am a generous person and I will not make things difficult for my friends."

The other party's persuasiveness clearly showed that he was not only in the same group as Anderson, but also knew the purpose of Dong Qiangqiang's trip very well, and also deliberately said "don't want to drink" as "dare not to drink" in a very insidious way. he.Of course Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to compete with Lao Maozi for wine, but he also didn't want to be labeled as "Chinese men don't dare to drink" by the other party, and he didn't want to rush to leave Bailu without knowing why Anderson wanted him. Take a trip, although you can take the train for free when you come to Hamburg with your student ID card, the time he takes is not free.

He called Anderson's cell phone again, but the other party still didn't answer this time, and he didn't reply any text messages.

"You Chinese men are just talkative. You just talk but don't practice. You are like soft-legged shrimps in the river..." The white-haired man picked up his cup self-consciously, raised his neck, and took another cup.

"Shut your stinky mouth!" Dong Qiangqiang scolded in Chinese like saying a toast.

"What?" The white-haired man looked confused.

Dong Qiangqiang shook his heart, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

Compared with the German vodka, which has no other taste except spicy, the Russian vodka seems to be grapefruit-flavored, with a strong bitter taste, exuding a certain aggressiveness like the white-haired man and his bodyguard.When the wine poured down the esophagus from the mouth, Dong Qiangqiang felt a chill at first, and then experienced the shock brought by the alcohol rushing into the stomach with overwhelming momentum.

He had just put the empty wine glass back on the table, before he wiped his mouth clean, the white-haired man had already finished his second glass, and then pouted his chin towards his empty wine glass, and the bodyguard immediately filled Dong Qiangqiang's second glass.

Sure enough, Dong Qiangqiang glanced at the wine bottle in the bodyguard's hand subconsciously because he was afraid of something, and there was still a small half bottle in it. According to such a drinking method, it is estimated that the two of them could fight for at least a dozen back and forth, while the next to him There were more than a dozen unopened bottles of vodka in the dining car.If I drink all of it, I'm afraid my life will be explained here.

It seems that it is impossible for me to go out soberly today.

In less than 5 minutes, the two drank seven or eight cups already. He drank a lot, and he had the advantage of being a latecomer, and he was young, but he was the one who couldn't hold on first.

There seemed to be two fires in his stomach and throat, burning one after another, indiscriminately, as if they could easily tear his stomach and throat apart at any time.

When he finally swallowed the last drop of the half-bottle of wine in pain, he propped his hands on the edge of the table, breathing heavily, and the smell of wine even smoked himself.

Can you tell me now?He really wanted to ask the other party like this, but his throat seemed to be stuffed with a piece of cloth, and he couldn't make a sound. Only saliva mixed with alcohol dripped silently from the corner of his mouth.

The white-haired man gave some instructions with a smile, and the bodyguard dug out another half bottle from nowhere and stood in front of Dong Qiangqiang, gloating at his ugly appearance.

Dong Qiangqiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he squinted at the wine label: 60 degrees.

Vodka has always been known for its mellow aftertaste. Dong Qiangqiang didn't know which would come out first, his tears or his bile.Damn, I'm going to die!Or should I throw in the towel and leave?So what are the things I just drank?
The intensity of the sun has weakened a lot unconsciously, and the golden afterglow reflected warmly on his handsome face. The effect of the light and alcohol made his thoughts confused. For some reason, he thought of Duanmu, who was going to America. Did he drink like this when he was an American?As the light in the restaurant changed, Duanmu's face gradually overlapped with a blur of gray. When the gray shadow gradually became clear, what he saw was a plane crashing into the building with black smoke.When the plane hit the building, the glass of the building was shattered, and countless glass shards splashed like sparks from a steel furnace.When the light and shadow of the spark finally dimmed, it was Du Lan's face that appeared in front of him, and her face turned into Tong Lele's face in an instant, then Laobai's face, Hua Ling's face, and Wang Shunan's face , and in the end there was still Lao Chen's face...

He didn't expect to get drunk so quickly, he thought he could last longer.

Let Anderson go to hell with this sb!He cursed inwardly.Next time this grandson dares to call him, he must scold him enough before throwing the phone.

He heard a crisp sound of glass coming from his ear, and looked around in a daze, only to find that the white-haired man had put the empty wine glass in front of him again ostentatiously.

If you drink it like this, you will lose your head, and you must kill it with one blow!A thought flashed through Dong Qiangqiang's mind, and his sanity could no longer allow him to judge whether it was a good idea or a stupid idea. He stared at the leftover wine in the bottle with drunken eyes, and suddenly reached out to pick up the bottle.

The bodyguard who had been watching the excitement didn't know what he was going to do, his face drooped, and he stepped closer to Dong Qiangqiang, staring at him covetously, clenched his fist with his right hand, ready to go.

Dong Qiangqiang felt that his eyelids had begun to droop uncontrollably. He raised the wine bottle while hiccupping, tried hard to distinguish the white-haired man's face but couldn't see clearly at all, and finally could only curse in Chinese with a wry smile, " To your uncle."

The wine bottle was upside down on his mouth, and the leaked wine dripped down his chin to the ground, blooming hops one by one.

After drinking for almost ten seconds, Dong Qiangqiang finally couldn't hold on anymore, the wine bottle fell to the ground with a "bang" and his ears were filled with "buzzing" beeps.

He saw two white-haired men who looked exactly the same grinning at him, and the bodyguards next to him had also turned into twins, and the "four people" seemed to be in good spirits.

Dong Qiangqiang tried hard to hear what the other party was saying, but he couldn't hear a word.

He saw two white-haired men waving at him at the same time, one seemed to have something to say to him, while the other seemed to let him go.

"Are you convinced?" He wanted to question the other party loudly, but he fell down without saying a word.

He heard a burst of smug laughter from above his head, and before he could look up, he felt a nausea rushing from the bottom of his stomach to his throat at an unstoppable speed, and a fishy smell rushed straight into his nasal cavity, and he felt his nose sore... Wow" spat out.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol and bile. Dong Qiangqiang spit on the ground like a fish out of water, vomited up his lunch and even his breakfast. In the end, even he could smell the smell coming from his mouth. He turned his head to the side in disgust, unwilling to look directly at the vomit on the ground.

When he vomited into darkness, he suddenly felt that everything was ridiculous. How could there be such a person in the world who would drink himself to the ground?At that moment, he felt like a wild boar in the forest, and Anderson was his meatball.

The burning sensation in the stomach is still there, and the throat is burning.He really wanted to ask what Anderson meant, but he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and could only leave vomit all over the place.

Except for his stomach and throat, his eyes, nose, and mouth were all unharmed, and it seemed that dozens of villains were beating his brain hard.

Just when his headache was splitting, he felt someone patting himself on the back, and then a black figure appeared beside him, something was stuffed into his hand, and someone was speaking in his ear, but it sounded like it came from afar skyrim.

Dong Qiangqiang's head was "humming", and his vision was still blurred. He tried hard to distinguish what was in his hand, but he only saw a white blurred shadow, which felt like paper.

The voice stopped abruptly, and the man patted him on the shoulder again, but he coughed violently.

Deep drowsiness enveloped him silently, he tilted his head and fell to the ground, luckily he didn't get stuck in his vomit.

Two figures flashed past him deftly.

===
Originality is not easy.Welcome up.Click %中￥文#.com to support the genuine original novel "The Story of Dong Qiangqiang's Study in Germany".

　Thanks for the reward.Thank you for the monthly tickets of natural water feature, flashing praying mantis, long days, g-ding, Adam 326, and running with a smile.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)