Star Special Forces: The Strongest Little Freshman

Chapter 198: The Fight Begins

Those plump black girls with braided hair were obviously interested in Leng Feng.

The body kept leaning towards him.

The meaning in their eyes is self-evident, as long as Leng Feng hooks his fingers, they will never refuse to spend the Spring Festival with handsome guys from the ancient country.

Xiao Mo broke out in a cold sweat as he watched from the sidelines, hoping that Leng Feng's taste would not be so heavy.

Leng Feng's opponent was a thick-lipped black guy named Harry, wearing a floral shirt, jeans, sneakers, and a large gold chain around his neck.

Xiao Mo nodded, it seems that black people's hip-hop is really a cultural inheritance.

Like rap, hip-hop, rap and the like, it's all black origins.

No way, people have a background after all.

It's just that when it comes to drinking, it's obvious that Leng Feng, the representative of my ancient country, is even more competitive.

One sip and one cup without panting.

Xiao Mo wondered how his body could hold so much beer.

And it's not uncomfortable, it's fun to look at it like that.

Harry is a little inferior, the cowhide blows, he must be in the limelight in front of the girl, and vow to kill the cold front from the ancient country.

However, after a few cups, I suddenly felt uncomfortable in my stomach.

It could be the reason for drinking too violently.

Harry also has to pretend to be menacing on the surface.

In fact, I have been complaining for a long time.

Looking at Leng Feng again, this Nima poured down cup by cup, and it didn't stop at all.

It was as if his stomach was a big tank, and the beer was poured into it.

After Leng Feng finished a drink, he saw Harry's face turn purple, and suddenly

Then he reached out to help Harry hold the cup, which was equivalent to not letting him stop.

And Leng Feng himself picked up another one, and took a sullen posture.

Harry looked at it, is this Nima still human?

Then Harry fell to the ground unconscious, pretending to be drunk, and then fooled around.

The people around him gave Harry the middle finger and looked down on him.

And Leng Feng won, which naturally won full applause.

In Leng Feng's godson Tudou took out the Maotai, a specialty of the ancient country, and stood on the table and shouted loudly:

“woelse?" When.

The atmosphere of the scene reached a climax.

Most Africans have never seen this bottled liquor, and they are very curious, but when asked to taste it, many people retreat.

These people will only shout: "doitdoit"

However, no one dared to try.

At this time, everyone thought of Harry, so they pushed him out again, who was about to slip away.

He had to compete with Leng Feng.

On our own turf, we can't be ashamed of what we lose.

Surrounded by everyone, Harry wanted to leave but couldn't go, he couldn't get angry, and when he saw this, he scolded Leng Feng directly:

“fuckit"

“Wothefuckdoyuthinkyouare?"

Who do you think you mean by translation?

Leng Feng naturally knew that this was a curse, but he just smiled and made a gesture of invitation to Harry.

The people around him didn't stop coaxing.

Harry knew it was a duck to be put on the shelf.

Although he was reluctant, he still picked up the 52-degree hair platform, unscrewed the bottle cap, and provoked Leng Feng.

Looking at this kind of stunned person who was not afraid of death, Leng Feng had the chance to win, and directly picked up another bottle, unscrewed the cap and poured it into his mouth.

Sure enough, in society, my brother Feng doesn't talk much.

Harry originally wanted to compare with Leng Feng twice, but he could only dry the bottle when he saw this. _

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