Chapter 209 Live Streaming Kneeling and Apologizing
"I thought Young Master Liu had no interest in reading novels."
"It seems that not everyone in the Main Gate Martial Arts School has the guts to challenge me in a duel."
"Shen Tao, the deputy director of the Ningxian branch of your gate martial arts academy, although he is not very good at martial arts, he is still very good at showing off. He has the potential to be the deputy director."
"As for you... you're a coward."
Yang Chen crossed his legs and sat on the sofa, holding a cigar in his hand. He squinted his eyes and looked up at Liu Yang who was a little flustered: "I hope you do it, so that I don't break the promise to my wife. It is self-defense." , then I’ll break your two legs and go to the hospital to recuperate.”
"Said it!"
"You're a literary person! You have to be trustworthy!"
Listening to Yang Chen's understated and sarcastic words, Liu Yang was so angry that he was about to explode, but he could only hold his fists and not dare to explode.
Even a master like Xie Zhankui fell into Yang Chen's hands. If he really wanted to take action, except for his father Liu Jie, no one else would be his opponent.
The few followers who follow him can deal with a few ordinary people, but to deal with Yang Chen is like hitting a stone with an egg, and he might even be beaten half to death.
It is true that a society is ruled by law, but it is also true that one is beaten. After all, there is such a thing as an arena.
When Liu Yang thought about the scene described by Shen Tao before, he felt a bit toothache and his back felt cold. He shouted quickly and his eyes were determined that he must play with the text.
"OK!"
Yang Chen said, his eyes flickered, and he pointed to Zhao An'an next to him: "This is my eldest brother, Lao Zhao. I specially invited him to come to the town today because he was going to have fun with the legendary number one handsome man in the city. But I didn't expect him. Such an unworthy nickname is actually Young Master Liu. Since we are all acquaintances, I will do it myself!"
Finished.
Yang Chen rolled up his sleeves and stood up, walking towards Liu Yang.
Gudong!
Liu Yang looked at the approaching Yang Chen, his voice trembled with fear, his eyes flashed rapidly, he quickly took a step back and shouted: "Wait a minute! Since you have invited your boss here, then I will compete with your boss!"
"Can!"
At this moment, Zhao An'an stood up quickly. The two hundred kilogram man was quite burly, especially his big belly. This was definitely the best proof of his strength.
Zhao Ping An handsomely took off his coat and threw it on the sofa nearby, then picked up a few open beer bottles on the table and placed them in front of Liu Yang: "Come on, brother, if you dare to tease my younger siblings, you You are quite courageous, so I want to see if your drinking capacity is as courageous as yours!"
"Drinking?"
Liu Yang thought he was playing with Duo Wen, but he didn't expect that he was just playing with wine. He looked at the almost forty-year-old man in front of him, a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then turned to look at Yang Chen: " Yang, is this the Wen Dou you are talking about?"
"No way?"
Yang Chen bared his teeth and smiled.
"Okay, that's great!"
Liu Yang nodded quickly, then squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Chen teasingly: "I've never been afraid of anyone in a drinking contest. What if I win?"
"What the hell do you want to do? I did a good job today without hitting you. If you win, you can get out. Forget it, just don't enter my wife's live broadcast room in the future."
"But...what if you lose?"
Yang Chen crossed his legs and asked lightly with smoke coming from his mouth.
"What do you want?"
Liu Yang's pupils shrank. He was not afraid that his drinking capacity was not good, but that he was in a bad state. What if he really lost.
"Don't you, Mr. Liu, like to play live broadcasts?"
"I will fulfill your internet troll's wish to become an internet celebrity."
"If you lose, kneel down in the box and live broadcast to apologize to my wife! And promise to reward my wife's live broadcast room with 50,000 yuan for mental damages!"
Yang Chen said.
"You...went too far!"
When Liu Yang heard the live broadcast of kneeling down to apologize, he gritted his back molars, his eyes flashed with anger, and he said solemnly.
"Forget it, just get beaten. It's better to have a broken leg than to be insulted here. As expected of a member of the Damen Martial Arts School, you still have some backbone when you should!"
"Bang!"
Yang Chen said, stood up suddenly, and grabbed a beer bottle in his hand.
But the next moment.
The beer bottle was actually crushed by Yang Chen, and the glass shards shattered all over the floor.
"Um... I'm sorry, the pretense failed, the bottle exploded, wait for me to get another one."
Yang Chen pretended to be embarrassed and smiled.
This scene made everyone in the audience stunned.
Especially Liu Yang and the others made a sound in their throats and were a little scared.
Not everyone can crush a wine bottle with bare hands. With such power, Liu Yang would probably die with just one punch.
"Okay, okay!"
Liu Yang looked at Yang Chen who was looking for bottles all over the ground, and quickly raised his hand to signal: "I will do as you say. If I lose, I will kneel on the ground and apologize live!"
"Brother Zhao, what are you waiting for? Let's get started."
Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the sofa, lazily holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"Come on, there aren't many, everyone has ten bottles, whoever blows them off first wins!"
Lao Zhao loosened his belt, patted his belly, and shouted boldly.
Ten bottles...
Liu Yang looked at the large 500 ml bottle and suddenly regretted agreeing to Yang Chen's invitation.
But now it's hard to get off the tiger. If you don't drink, you will be beaten.
"Okay! Who is afraid of whom!"
Liu Yang gritted his teeth, stepped forward, picked up a bottle of beer and got ready.
"Ready, start!"
Yang Chen had already taken out his cell phone, turned on the timer, and roared.
Liu Yang, a small whirlwind began to blow downward.
Zhao An'an looked at Liu Yang who was so fierce. He was not anxious at all. Even the whirlwind was useless. He just started to squirm with a big mouthful, as if a water pipe was inserted into his throat. He could only see the squirming of his Adam's apple without any pressure.
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"Come on, keep going!"
The two finished the first bottle almost at the same time.
Zhao An'an looked at this somewhat interesting opponent, picked up the second bottle, roared and started blowing.
Not to be outdone, Liu Yang raised his head and performed a showy move.
In five minutes, the two of them blew away six bottles like cows drinking.
At this moment, Liu Yang's face was already red.
He kept burping and barely blew down the seventh bottle, almost vomiting. His cheeks turned red and he started nodding a little.
At this moment, Zhao Anping simply sat on the sofa, leisurely picked up the tenth bottle, slowly rubbed his belly, and looked at Liu Yang with disdain: "Brother, you are too young to do this."
"Gudong!"
Just when Liu Yang raised his head and was about to say something, Zhao An'an drank the last bit of the tenth bottle in one gulp.
As the bottle landed heavily on the table, Zhao An'an wiped his mouth with unfulfilled satisfaction: "Hey... how lonely it is to be invincible. I originally thought that you were a practitioner, with ten bottles of base, but I didn't expect that you were also a showman.
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"puff……"
After hearing Zhao An'an's words, Liu Yang couldn't bear it any longer, lay down on the toilet and started vomiting.
Yang Chen stood up slowly, stepped forward, patted Liu Yang on the back, and said with a smile: "Young Master Liu, please slow down your vomiting. You can put on makeup later. After all, I will kneel down and apologize live on live broadcast soon."