Lord National Teacher, please forgive me

Chapter 290 There is no one who can fight

Feng Ling easily finished off a bottle of whiskey, her face was only slightly rosy, but her eyes were still bright.

"Wow!"

"Great!"

Feng Ling signaled the waiter to open another bottle for her.

Anthony on the side drank a bottle with difficulty, his head was a little dizzy, and he covered his mouth with his right hand, as if he was afraid of vomiting it out.

Feng Ling asked the waiter to open a bottle for Anthony as well.

Feng Ling took the wine, touched the bottle in front of Anthony, and said, "Come, Mr. Anthony, keep drinking!"

Anthony already had the intention of retreating, but when he saw the 100 million check on the table, he still picked up the wine bottle and started to drink.

Feng Ling also drank gulps, but no matter how much she drank, Feng Ling's expression remained the same.

The onlookers could also see that Feng Ling was not a fool, but someone with real skills.

However, even if Feng Ling is really not drunk, so what?

With so many people here, Feng Ling had no chance of winning.

Even the 'Jack the Ripper' whom Feng Ling was paying attention to came over and looked at the two of them with great interest.

"puff!"

Suddenly, Anthony couldn't help it, sprayed the wine out of his mouth, and then lay down on the table and coughed violently.

Feng Ling still didn't stop until she drank all the wine in the bottle.

"Great!"

"God, I can't believe my eyes, it's so awesome!"

"Ow!!!"

Feng Ling looked at the intoxicated Anthony, "Mr. Anthony, continue!"

"No," Anthony looked at Feng Ling with a trace of fear, "I can't drink anymore, I will die, I give up!"

Money is important, but life is undoubtedly more important!
Feng Ling sneered, "Mr. Anthony probably forgot one thing!"

Anthony looked at Feng Ling in a daze, "What, what's the matter?"

A icy coldness gradually appeared in Feng Ling's eyes, "I said before that Mr. Anthony must drink more than I do. If he can't drink enough, I will drink it down!"

As soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, the people around suddenly booed loudly;

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

"No." Anthony hurriedly waved his hands, "I can't, I can't!"

Feng Ling stood up blankly, walked to Anthony's side, picked up the wine bottle that Anthony had placed on the table, only half of the wine was left in it, Feng Ling grabbed Anthony's hair with her left hand,

Pulling down hard, Anthony instinctively raised his head due to the pain, Feng Ling took the opportunity to pour the remaining half bottle of wine directly into Anthony's mouth.

"Cuckoo."

"Woooo."

Anthony only felt that his heart seemed to be on fire. The wine was so strong that it was like a fire, and it made Anthony's internal organs uncomfortable.

Anthony struggled painfully, but no matter how much strength he used, he still couldn't break free from Feng Ling's hand, until Feng Ling pressed Anthony's neck, forcing Anthony to drink up a whole bottle of wine.

When Feng Ling finally let go of Anthony, Anthony was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, motionless.

Before he passed out, Anthony felt that the oriental woman in front of him was too terrifying!

He was too smooth before, so God sent such a devil to torture him?

He was really wrong, not all oriental women are easy to deceive and bully!
Especially H people!
Feng Ling stood up, kicked Anthony on the ground with indifferent eyes, but Anthony didn't respond.

Two waiters came over and carried Anthony away who was lying on the ground.

Feng Ling sat back on the sofa again, picked up another bottle of wine, "Okay, who's coming next?"

A majestic black man yelled "I'm coming!"

This man was nearly two meters tall, with well-developed muscles. Standing in front of Feng Ling, he looked like a hill, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

There was no fear on Feng Ling's face, "Where's the money?"

The man laughs and puts twenty thousand dollars on the table.

A waiter stepped forward and opened all the dozen bottles of whiskey on the table.

Feng Ling picked up a bottle, and the strong black man also picked up a bottle, touched each other, and began to drink.

The people around excitedly howled like wolves!
"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

The black burly man drank very fast, drinking up a bottle before Feng Ling, the black burly man immediately laughed triumphantly, and showed Feng Ling a provocative smile;
The people around immediately applauded excitedly;

"Crack! Crack!"

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

Feng Ling also quickly finished a bottle.

The big black man picked up the second bottle of whiskey first, then raised his head and drank it.

Feng Ling also picked up a bottle and drank it.

But this time, the big black man was obviously not as calm as the first time. He glanced at Feng Ling from the corner of his eye from time to time, as if guessing: What is Feng Ling's upper limit?
Why is it still not down? ? ?
Feng Ling still took her time and drank up a bottle of wine!
Feng Ling drank the second bottle first!
However, the big black man was not slow to drink, and he drank it up soon.

However, Feng Ling's complexion remained the same, while the big black man's body shook a little. It was obvious that he drank too much!

However, after seeing the money on the table, the big black man still picked up the third bottle without hesitation, and began to drink with a painful face.

Feng Ling also picked up a bottle of wine and raised her head to drink.

The people around looked at Feng Ling dumbfounded, this is the fifth bottle, right?

Could it be that this oriental woman really never gets drunk?

The big black man only drank half of the third bottle of wine, and fell to the ground with a 'plop', drunk.

Feng Ling put down the wine bottle, and looked around the crowd, "Who else?"

At this time, many people were taking videos of Feng Ling with their mobile phones, especially Bill, a rich second generation, who had been holding live broadcasts with their mobile phones.

At this moment, everyone who watched this game exploded!

"Oh, God!"

"so amazing!"

"After drinking so much, her face is not red and she is not out of breath. I really wonder if she is human?"

"I bet a sausage, she won't last 3 minutes!"

"I bet a piece of bread, she won't last 5 minutes!"

"Oh, I wonder if God gave her four stomachs?"

……

Everyone looked at each other, and then a slightly obese middle-aged man came out.

The man was wearing a suit, loosened his tie with his right hand, and said to Feng Ling, "I didn't take that much cash, what should I do?"

Before Feng Ling could speak, the manager of the nightclub came over, smiled and said to the man: "Sir, if necessary, our nightclub can provide cash, you just need to transfer the money to our account!"

The middle-aged man nodded and agreed. First, he used his mobile phone to transfer the money to the nightclub account, and then the nightclub manager asked someone to take [-] U.S. dollars and put it on the table.

At this time, the cash on the table has accumulated to [-]!
The middle-aged man picked up a bottle of wine, touched Feng Ling, then raised his head to drink.

Feng Ling looked relaxed, and started to drink too.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the nightclub was boiling with tension, and everyone was guessing, when will that oriental woman be able to fall?
after an hour;

After the seventh challenger fell drunk to the ground, the eyes of everyone looking at Feng Ling changed from looking crazy to looking godlike!

Moreover, the most important thing is that Feng Ling never went to the bathroom from the beginning to the end, but Feng Ling drank so much wine, her belly was still flat.

This is incredible!
Feng Ling stood up slowly, her gaze was sharp, and she scanned the audience, her tone was calm but mixed with domineering and majestic "Who else?"

For a while, no one dared to fight!
Feng Ling let out a soft snort, there really wasn't anyone who could fight!
　Well, today I was screened for two more chapters, Xiao Jin is going crazy!

　　good night!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)