Beauty's personal servant

"Boy, do you dare to have a fair duel with me?" Huang Mao said angrily.

duel. This is a common way for these young masters to deal with gratitude and resentment.

Because the families of these young men often have close business contacts, in order not to hurt the harmony of the family, they will not openly fight to death. Therefore, this duel habit began to be popular.

"Why fight you!" Xiao Lin was immediately angry. This man is so cheap that he started to splash endlessly.

"Sister-in-law Xiao Lin, don't interrupt men's affairs." Huang Mao looked at Chen Feng with a smile and said coldly, "boy, don't hide behind women. If it's a man, come out and duel with me!"

"Chen Feng, don't be fooled, don't go!" Xiao Lin took Chen Feng's arm and gently reminded him.

Chen Feng smiled and looked at Xiao Lin. suddenly, he put his arms around Xiao Lin's body, gently leaned against Xiao Lin's ears and joked, "why do you care so much about my boyfriend."

Chen Feng's breath sprayed on Xiao Lin's ears, itching, making Xiao Lin's body soft. If Chen Feng hadn't held her, she might have fallen down.

"Bad guy, you have to be bad at this time!" Xiao Lin's little face turned red, bit her lips and scolded low.

"See how I teach him to vent my anger“ Chen Feng pinched Xiao Lin's small face and said softly.

"Bad guy..." Xiao Lin blushed to the root of her neck. This bad guy is not his real boyfriend. Why should he do such intimate actions to himself.

"Well, how about a duel?" Chen Feng walked out slowly, as if nothing could make him lose his sense of propriety.

"Hum, you still have a little backbone." Huang Mao nodded with satisfaction when he saw Chen Feng accept his challenge. However, the next moment, his face turned and became full of pride: "this time I challenge you, so I have the right to give priority to the duel."

"Brother, you have the right to refuse the project he proposed, and then ask yourself to choose the project." Liu Hui on one side couldn't help reminding.

"Hum, there's so much nonsense!" Huang Mao glared at Liu Hui. This man has been against himself today. He will find a way to deal with it sooner or later.

"Well, you choose." Chen Feng said directly with a indifferent face.

"Don't worry, let's talk about the color of the duel first." Huang Mao said coldly.

"You drive!" Chen Feng remained indifferent, as if he were not the one who dueled.

"Well, that's what you said." Huang Mao's eyes lit up immediately, full of the taste of successful Conspiracy: "the color head is small, it's boring, but it hurts the harmony when it's big. It's better to set it at five million."

"Boom -"

Huang Mao's words made the whole audience boil.

Isn't NIMA pretending to be forced? Five million is not a small amount. Even if many people present are successful people in Hz City, they won't take five million as a prize at once. The Huang family was really rich and generous. They casually took out five million. Now, that boy should be in trouble.

Huang Mao looked at Chen Feng with full of contempt: "aren't you afraid to come? Don't worry. If you don't have five million, it doesn't matter. I can make you owe ten or eight days. "

"Huang Shao is really generous. He is so tolerant to strangers." People around began to flatter again.

Being flattered by them, Huang Mao felt like a savior, tolerant and magnanimous.

"Hehe, five million, I can still get it." Chen Feng smiled easily, took out a bank card from his pocket and shook it in front of the crowd.

Those gold ornaments were sold in Ru Lan's Tiancheng jewelry, which suddenly increased Chen Feng's account by more than 8 million. At the moment, there is this bank card.

"Boom -"

The scene boils again. The onlookers could not imagine that the man in mediocre clothes actually dared to promise, and took out a bank card. Although I don't know the specific number in the bank card, since this man dares to take it out, I think there will be no less.

"Well, now that you have promised, wait a minute. If you lose but can't get 5 million, don't blame me for being rude." Huang Mao looked at Chen Feng with a cruel face: "today we're better than drinking. Do you agree?"

"Brother, don't promise. Huang Mao has a good drink. You can't drink him." Liu Hui hurriedly reminded him that his brother's cry was becoming more and more smooth.

"Yes." Chen Feng glanced at Liu Hui with gratitude. Chen Feng is like this. Whoever is good to him is good to him. Although Liu Hui offended himself at the beginning, he helped himself everywhere at the moment. Naturally, Chen Feng would not think that Liu Hui suddenly wanted to open up, but no matter what purpose he was trying to help himself, Chen Feng was grateful.

"OK, I promise!" Chen Feng's words surprised everyone. I thought that after Liu Hui's reminder, Chen Feng would definitely refuse, but who thought, Chen Feng agreed without thinking.

"This fool..." Liu Hui looked at Chen Feng, speechless.

"Hahaha, you are so refreshing!" Seeing Chen Feng's consent, Huang Mao was naturally very happy. In terms of drinking capacity, he is known as "a thousand cups don't get drunk, ten thousand cups don't fall". How can he not drink the unknown Chen Feng?

When the duel is established, naturally someone will get what is needed for the duel. With the help of the servants of the Xiao family, they were ready soon.

A row of identical Maotai is arranged straight on a long table, divided into two parts and placed on both sides, with ten bottles on each side.

Wine, all good wine. All 53 degree flying Maotai, full of stamina.

"Well, are you afraid?" Huang Mao looked arrogant. Under normal circumstances, as long as these wines are put out, the opponent will be empty, and then none of them will be killed by themselves.

"Hehe, that's not enough." Chen Feng's face was very serious: "give everyone another ten bottles!"

"Poof -"

Everyone sprayed. Chen Feng didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, he immediately killed the whole audience. Nima, you think it's mineral water. Can you drink ten more bottles?

"What is this Chen Feng going to do?" Xiao Lin stared at Chen Feng blankly, and her palms could not help clenching. I don't know when his hands are full of sweat.

"Hum, you want to scare me, no way!" Huang Mao secretly said in his heart, but his face agreed: "good spirit, then no one will drink another 10 bottles. One bottle less is grandson."

Before long, another 20 bottles of Maotai were put on the long table. Suddenly, the number of people doubled.

The psychological pressure of this doubled Maotai is not as simple as 1 + 1. Huang Mao and other people with amazing drinking capacity also swallowed their saliva. He suddenly regretted agreeing to Chen Feng's request.

"Well, let's start!" Chen Feng easily grabbed a bottle of Maotai, pulled out the cork, looked up and poured it into his mouth.

"I wipe, unexpectedly drink like this..." for a moment, even Huang Mao was stunned.