206: C206 No one is optimistic

C206 No one is optimistic

"Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, welcome to our Somalia, the annual wine contest!"

The host looked very excited and shouted a few words.

Endless Applause and cheers sounded from below, and some people even whistled loudly!

The host began to introduce the rules, and then introduced the group that was participating.

The various groups were the on behalf of's forces.

The three on behalf of s that went up were all big burly men, as if they were participating in a wrestling competition.

When Chen Mo and the others' forces were called out, Chen Mo followed the two burly robust men and walked up, looking inconspicuous.

"Strange, why is there only two on behalf of s?"

Some people immediately became shocked, they had only seen two big men who were over two meters tall and had not noticed Chen Mo.

"Isn't there a little guy wearing a black vest behind him? That guy, could he also be the on behalf of?"

"From the looks of it, it should be true. Otherwise, it's impossible for him to be on the stage!"

The people below discussed, and each and every one of them looked at Chen Mo in disbelief.

Sitting beside the golden crutch was a middle-aged beard with a mouth full of gold teeth. He smiled brightly and said: "Cripple Uncle, that yellow-skinned boy, is he really your Marine Corps's on behalf of? Is there no one in your Marine Corps? Can any random cat or dog be called a on behalf of? "

old man laughed and said, "wine contest, pay attention to participation. If your subordinates want to show off, I will naturally give them my full support!"

"Hahahaha, Uncle Lame, I think you are really old. The older you are, the more kind you are!"

Goldfang laughed and said something.

"Uncle lame, that yellow-skinned boy might not even be able to make it through the first stage, even with his bloated stomach. Cripple uncle, you are too great. You have given us a better opportunity. I will not worship anyone in this life, but I truly admire you! "

The other bosses were also smiling quite brightly as they jeered and jeered, all of them beaming with joy at Jiang Chen's misfortune.

Only the eldest on the left was a tall woman. Her face was solemn and she did not smile at all. She did not say a word.

The woman was also the leader of a pirate crew. She wasn't ugly, but her dead fish eyes were frightening. A child might cry in fear if they saw her.

This woman was called Mrs. Knife, a green large knife without a sheath was often by her side, although she spoke little, she was extremely ruthless.

For a woman to be able to become the boss of a large power in the Somalia, she was naturally worthy of her reputation.

The reason she called her Mrs. Knife was because no one knew her name and she had never mentioned it.

Furthermore, she was from the Chinese. She had brought a large knife with her when she came to the Somalia.

Beside the Mrs. Knife stood a green-robed Female. His face was cold, and he held a sword in his hand, not smiling in the slightest.

Other than the big bosses who were mocking and ridiculing him, the observing men and women were each crazier than the other. They were quarreling and constantly belittling and laughing at Chen Mo.

"I bet yellow-skinned boy can only drink seven bottles in the first round!"

"You think too highly of him. That Beer s' quantity is very high, each bottle is 1000 ml. I think that if he could drink three bottles, he would have reached the heavens!"

"I bet he can only drink four bottles at most. One thousand yuan, who's going to buy it?"

Many people directly took Chen Mo as their bet.

No one believed Chen Mo, because Chen Mo had made everyone look down upon the Marine Corps, and they believed that they were definitely last place.

Chen Mo and the rest were being inspected by the staff members, so he did not care about the chatter.

The host introduced: "We have a total of eleven teams. For the first round, group competition, first half, and in thirty minutes, the group who first finished the thirty bottles of Beer will get 100 points. The second group will get 90 points, and the last group will get no points."

"Alright, let's not talk much nonsense and start drinking!"

Bang

In every group, there was a young man who specialized in opening Beer s. He quickly opened all thirty bottles of Beer s.

"Alright, the exciting moment has arrived. Everyone, get ready. I'll count to three and we'll begin the countdown!"

The eleven squads of people each held a bottle of Beer, ready for battle.

Chen Mo glanced at it. This Beer bottle had many more degrees than usual, and was indeed not easy to handle.

"One, two, three, start!"

The moment the host's voice fell, all of the eleven groups of bottle began to slowly blow bottles of wine.

Chen Mo's two teammates also picked up their bottle and blew slowly, making sure that there was not a drop of wine left.

They didn't think highly of Chen Mo, they just wanted to work hard and make themselves the best, to let their king be satisfied.

As for losing, that was for sure.

"It's starting, quickly take a look at that yellow-skinned boy and see if he can drink a bottle or two!"

The people below were extremely excited, all of their eyes were staring straight at Chen Mo, almost everyone's attention was on Chen Mo.

Those big bosses also watched Chen Mo with smiles on their faces.

The Red Skirt Beauty beside the golden crutch looked at Chen Mo coldly and thought to himself: You Bastard, if we suffer heavy losses this time, this old lady will pull your tendons and skin you alive ?

golden crutch squinted his eyes, staring at Chen Mo without blinking.

golden crutch was the most nervous one and his back was almost wet.

He placed all his hopes on Chen Mo this time, and he wasn't sure if his bet was right or not.

If Chen Mo was unable to do so, then the consequences would definitely be severe ?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chen Mo picked up the bottle of Beer s, and did not gag the mouth of the bottle, but instead looked up at the Neck, opening his mouth wide, the bottle s mouth facing each other.

"Heavens, is he going to fall down?"

"It can't be. The rule is that a drop can't be leaked. If he were to fall like that, it would be easy for him to spill it!"

"One must drink it all in one go, without any rest. Otherwise, the wine will be spilled all over. After all these years, no one has been able to drink it all in one go. He can't do it, he definitely can't!"

Chen Mo did not care about the people who were discussing amongst themselves, and directly poured the wine into his mouth!

Seeing that Chen Mo was serious, everyone was stunned and their heartbeats quickened.

Their eyes were all fixated on Chen Mo, waiting to see when the wine would come out.

They were certain that sprinkling was a must, so they decided to see when it was done.

However, the more they continued to read, the more shocked they became, and the more they looked, the more shocked they felt.1

When Chen Mo poured the bottle of Beer, he poured it in an arc. This way, the air was smooth and the alcohol would not rush out wave after wave, but it would be fast too.

His mouth was like a bottomless pit. When the Beer was poured in, it was like a bottomless pit.

Not a single flower of wine bloomed, let alone a single drop.

The referee was dumbfounded by the timing. He hadn't thought that there would be such a move.

Chen Mo's two teammates didn't realize the terror of Chen Mo and concentrated on drinking, not daring to be distracted. If they accidentally choked on something, they would be done for.

Under everyone's stunned gaze, in about forty seconds, Chen Mo emptied a bottle of Beer s.

Then, Chen Mo easily put down the bottle, picked up another bottle of Beer, and continued to pour the medicine into his mouth ?

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