Lin Chen said: "Yes. What kind of wine is the strongest wine here?"

The bartender said solemnly: "The strongest wine here is made by Sister Ye Zi. It is called the moment of death. The alcohol content is about 97 degrees. I will also adjust it. However, I suggest you don't use this kind of wine to compete, otherwise, if you accidentally drink too much, it will really kill people."

At 97 degrees, it is almost close to pure alcohol. Even a drunkard who has been through many battles can only drink one or two glasses at most. If you use this wine to compete and drink a few more glasses by the atmosphere, you may really be drunk to death by alcohol poisoning!

"It's okay, just this. The moment of death. Although this name is simple, I feel a little expectant when I hear it. Can death really be felt?" Lin Chen said with a smile.

The bartender smiled bitterly. This wine was not something to look forward to. If you were not careful, it would be fatal. However, seeing Lin Chen insisting and Brother Qiang was eyeing him, he didn't say much and began to arrange the "moment of death".

Seeing that Lin Chen was about to drink "The Moment of Death", the face of the God of Baccarat changed. He naturally drank this wine, at most only 3 cups. Even if it was only 3 cups, it was the highest record of the "Night Dynasty".

When this kid heard that he wanted to drink at 97 degrees, he actually wanted to drink. Could it be that he is really a master?

Humph! Even if you are a master, I will drink you tonight. I have seen many drinking experts. Who wouldn’t be drunk in the end?

The God of Baccarat sneered in his heart, thinking that no matter how good Lin Chen is to drink two glasses, he will be able to do it.

If you can drink two glasses of "Moment of Death", you are already the best master at the wine table.

Soon, the bartender prepared two glasses of "Death Moment" and placed them on the stage.

Lin Chen was also a little surprised when he looked at the wine on the stage.

The wine is scarlet, like thick blood, and the "blood" rolls like a tumultuous person, and it makes people feel a sense of fear and a tyrannical and bloodthirsty beauty.

Soon, the "blood" stopped rolling and turned into a dark red rose, floating in the scarlet wine, as if withering in the blood, with a kind of blood romance and sadness.

"Why, you dare not drink it?" The God of Baccarat saw Lin Chen not speaking at the moment of death, and sneered disdainfully.

After saying that, Baccarat picked up the "Stage of Death" in front of him, took a sip, took a breath, took another sip, and took another breath. After circulating this three times, a cup of "Stage of Death" was finished.

Jiu Shen's face was already a little red, but his face was full of pride. Obviously, he still had a lot of energy to drink again.

Brother Qiang also gave him a thumbs up with satisfaction.

Others cheered, and these people naturally knew the wine of "The Moment of Death", but they didn't even have to say that they could drink a glass like the God of Baccarat, even a sip.

Someone once tried ordering it, but after taking a sip, he had stomach bleeding. This thing is really not something that ordinary people can drink. Therefore, seeing that the God of Baccarat drank so quickly, I admired it in my heart, thinking that the God of Baccarat is worthy of being the God of Baccarat and deserves this title.

Lin Chen ignored him and exclaimed: "I didn't expect this wine to be so interesting. I feel that the person who made this wine is a sad person. The wine also carries some sadness and helplessness, just like the rose in this wine. No matter how beautiful it is, it can only sink and float in the blood and slowly wither."

After saying that, Lin Chen directly picked up the wine glass and drank it like drinking boiled water.

Lin Chen only felt that the wine was like a knife, from the mouth to the throat to the intestines to the stomach, and a sharp cut was cut. The mouth was full of bloody smell, and the bloody smell had a hint of sweetness and sweetness, as if there was a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.

Lin Chen felt a little dizzy in his brain soon, but he smiled, and the trace of spiritual energy in his body started to flow, and soon the dizziness caused by alcohol disappeared.

This is obviously equivalent to cheating. No matter how powerful this Baccarat is, he is just an ordinary person, how could he beat him!

"Good wine is indeed worthy of the name of the moment of death. It is simply a knife that penetrates the throat and intestines, and it will thorn the human internal organs. I really want to meet the person who made this wine." Lin Chen praised, and could not see any change in his face.

It was quiet, as if the screen was pressed by the pause button, no one made a sound!

Someone reacted first and shouted to the bartender: "Did you give him the wrong drink? You didn't give him beer? He didn't feel like he was drinking death instantly, he just looked like drinking boiled water!"

The bartender also looked at Lin Chen in surprise, but still glared at the questioning person: "I did not serve the wrong wine, it was definitely the moment of death. Didn't you see the glass of wine just now?"

"You...you..."

The God of Baccarat was speechless and could not say a single word. He had never seen anyone drink "the moment of death" like this. Even if he stopped and took a few breaths before he could finish a drink.

Master! This kid is definitely a real master! Dionysian was a little panicked.

Lin Chen said to the bartender: "Continue to drink, don't be stunned."

"Okay, right now." The bartender nodded immediately.

Baccarat glanced at Brother Qiang, who had a ugly face, and gritted his teeth. No matter what, he would win this battle tonight no matter what!

He quietly took out a white thing from his pocket. This was the medicine he got from the United States. After taking this medicine, his alcohol capacity could be roughly doubled.

This medicine can temporarily increase alcohol consumption and improve the body's immunity to alcohol. However, after the effect of the medicine is over, the sequelae will become troublesome. Gastric lavage is indispensable and you have to lie in bed for a week.

Dionysian gritted his teeth and said, no matter what, he would have to win tonight, otherwise Brother Qiang would definitely ruin himself!

The God of Baccarat threw the medicine into his mouth and chewed it for a few times, then swallowed it. He looked at Lin Chen with a sneer.

Can you drink it? I will drink it tonight!

Lin Chen saw that the God of Baccarat swallowed the medicine, but ignored it. It was just a clown. No matter how powerful the medicine is, could it be more powerful than the spiritual energy in his body?

Soon, the bartender served two more glasses of "Moment of Death". This time, the God of Baccarat, like Lin Chen, had no pauses and just finished a drink in one breath.

"Good!" Brother Qiang couldn't help but praise.

The God of Baccarat also smiled proudly, but when he saw Lin Chen still remained unchanged, he felt a little upset.

The bartender served the drink again.

The third cup!

The fourth cup!

The fifth cup!

The sixth cup!

...

Everyone was already stunned.

The previous record was three cups created by Dionysus, and now it has reached its sixth cup!

Tonight's competition, no matter who loses or who wins, has opened their eyes and will create a new legend of nightclub fighting!

And the one who wins tonight is the new Dionysian!

After drinking the sixth cup, Baccarat's face turned from red to blue, his eyes were blurred, and his steps were unstable.

The bartender has already brought the seventh cup!

"I can't drink, I can't drink anymore. If I drink it again, I will die when the medicine passes. I won't drink anymore, I won't drink anymore, I will go to the hospital for stomach washing. I won't drink anymore, I will admit defeat!" The God of Baccarat finally couldn't help but scream.

Brother Qiang's face changed drastically and he shouted angrily: "Bastard, you trash, don't you usually say you are not drunk for a thousand cups? It's useless now! Give me a drink, if you don't drink, I will kill you!"

The God of Baccarat said with a sad face: "Brother Qiang, I can't drink anymore. If I drink again... I will die if I drink again!"

"I'll let you drink!"

After Brother Qiang finished speaking, he stood up with a loud voice, grabbed the head of Jiu Shen with one hand, and took the "Moment of Death" on the stage with the other, and poured it into Jiu Shen's mouth.

"Ahem...I won't drink anymore...Ahem..." Baccarat said in panic.

Still, how much he struggled, a cup of "death moment" had been poured by Brother Qiang.

Brother Qiang let go of his hand, and the Baccarat fell directly to the ground. When he rolled his eyes, he fainted, foamed at his mouth, and even a stream of liquid suddenly surged out of his crotch, urinating incontinence, which is a symptom of alcohol poisoning!

Lin Chen didn't care, so he smiled, picked up the wine on the stage, drank it, and the face remained calm after drinking it, and the wind was calm.

"I won." Lin Chen smiled.

Then, his face turned cold: "Now, you all kneel down and kowtow to me!"...",.
Chapter completed!