The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

Chapter 1107 - 1103: The True Wine Immortal

Situ Yue Mei puked after drinking and was utterly unconscious, but Qin Hao paid no attention and shouted with boldness: "Come on, keep drinking!"

Upon hearing this, the remaining rascals were so scared they sat on the ground.

More drinking?

Wasn’t the plan to get people drunk? Why has the situation flipped now?

This Qin Hao, does he actually intend to get all of us drunk?

Of course, the rascals opted to flee, while Qin Hao elegantly stood his ground, "None of you can hold your liquor?"

This statement was extremely domineering, definitely resonant and stirring.

Especially in such a situation, Qin Hao’s presence appeared particularly grand.

The onlookers were astonished and impressed, Zhu Biao’s eyes sparkled: "Amazing, truly amazing!"

While speaking, he instinctively glanced at Xu the Fourth with a smile at the corner of his mouth, seemingly saying: "Uncle, now you’re getting slapped hard, aren’t you..."

"You!"

Xu the Fourth was so angry his head was about to smoke.

He fiercely slapped Zhu Biao’s back and cursed: "Dare to look down on me, you little brat, watch me!"

So, he took a step forward, raised his hand, and shouted: "I’m in!"

"You’re in?" Qin Hao turned his head, his eyes gradually becoming focused.

Huh, who is this guy?

But, the people behind this guy seem familiar?

Isn’t that Zhu Biao and the Black and White Double Assassins whom I’ve beaten?

"Kid! You think you’re tough, huh!" Xu the Fourth rolled up his sleeves, looking like an old rascal.

I don’t dare challenge you elsewhere, but when it comes to drinking, hmm, I’ve never feared anyone with my endless capacity!

Xu the Fourth thought after making his threat, Qin Hao would feel immense pressure.

He also believed his reputation would invoke some awe among the onlookers.

Unexpectedly, everyone seemed clueless, as if wondering, who is this endless capacity guy?

"Damn!"

Xu the Fourth internally cursed, feeling utterly embarrassed.

Then something even more humiliating happened.

An excited voice came from behind him, Zhu Biao said: "Qin Hao! It’s me! Do you remember me?"

"Pfft!"

Xu the Fourth almost spat blood from anger.

I’m your uncle!

Why are you siding with him like that, what about family loyalty?

For a moment, he deeply regretted pampering Zhu Biao so much as a child.

Truly ungrateful!

Qin Hao had already noticed Zhu Biao and waved with a smile: "It’s you, thanks for backing me last time!"

"You’re welcome!" Zhu Biao’s face was full of joy and resentment.

The idol actually greeted me!

The Black and White Double Assassins weren’t to be outdone, raising their hands to greet him.

Qin Hao, the type to repay kindness, showed no hesitation in reciprocating goodwill.

Xu the Fourth was heartbroken and jealous as he roared: "Enough, you all!"

After saying that, he swung his arms and lifted two bottles of whiskey: "Drink!"

After he finished drinking, the bottles fell to the ground and shattered.

Xu the Fourth’s expression remained unchanged, not at all like he had just indulged in liquor.

The warm alcohol in his belly reignited his bold spirit.

To hell with it, as long as I drink this guy down, my honor will be restored.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Qin Hao casually remarked: "You bunch of hopeless gamblers, let’s forget the drinking, why throw the bottles? It’s not good if someone steps on them."

"You son of..." Xu the Fourth was instantly infuriated.

Hardly boasting, only to be ridiculed afterward.

Sure enough, Qin Hao’s sharp tongue isn’t famous for nothing!

"Fine, I don’t have time to waste with you." Qin Hao arrogantly finished speaking, grabbed two bottles of brandy, and began to gulp wildly.

"Cheers!"

Xu the Fourth didn’t want to be overshadowed, he picked up a bottle and started chugging.

Thus, the two began their drinking showdown.

The expensive liquor turned into the cheapest tap water in their mouths.

The others watching felt their hearts skip beats.

Are these two guys even human?

Especially that Qin Hao, having such amazing martial arts skills is one thing.

But drinking so insanely too?

Unbelievable!

A confrontation between masters always draws attention.

As the drinking battle deepens, more and more people spectated. There were even several big shots from Beijing among them.

A certain patriarch widened his eyes: "Whoa, isn’t that the reclusive old ghost Xu the Fourth?"

"Xu the Fourth actually came out? And competing in a drinking contest with a young man?" A certain director was also very surprised.

Beside them, Patriarch Situ walked over: "Whoa, this is like a cosmic collision."

The director responded incredulously: "Cosmic collision, thinking too much? I’ve experienced Xu the Fourth’s drinking prowess, can Qin Hao measure up?"

They arrived late, so they didn’t witness the events leading up to this battle.

Patriarch Situ confidently smiled: "How about we make a bet? I’ll bet on Qin Hao."

"Alright!" The other two big shots agreed without hesitation.

For them, betting with Patriarch Situ was merely for fun.

Moreover, if they win, it adds to their prestige.

While they were discussing, the drinking contest reached its finale.

By this point, both men’s eyes were bloodshot, reeking of alcohol.

Despite appearing similarly affected, Xu the Fourth felt a piercing pain.

By now, the quantity of alcohol consumed was unknown.

The drunkenness was slow to arrive but firmly occupied his mind.

If nothing unexpected happens, another half a kilo might make him wobble, another pound might make him pass out.

Comparatively, Qin Hao was in the same state.

But intriguingly, Qin Hao had already drunk two barrels of mixed drinks before.

Even now, being in a similar condition, winning would be unfair!

Calculating, without those two barrels, Qin Hao’s condition would be way better.

Thus, in conclusion, this contest means he lost!

"Did I actually lose a drinking contest to a young man?" At this moment, Xu the Fourth felt heartbroken yet extraordinarily wild.

He gritted his teeth and shouted: "I won’t lose!"

He grabbed two more bottles and chugged fiercely.

The sound of swallowing echoed.

Xu the Fourth felt the world spinning, everything becoming blurred.

Then, he saw Qin Hao laughing, laughing so blurry and drunk.

"Why are you laughing, you’re at your limit too, keep drinking!" Xu the Fourth screamed crazily.

"Oh... then I’ll... keep drinking..." Qin Hao mumbled drunkenly, mimicking Xu the Fourth by downing two more bottles.

When the empty bottles landed on the table, Xu the Fourth revealed a hopeful face.

He was waiting for Qin Hao to pass out.

So he could also pass out together.

Despite realistically being defeated, in drinking games, such trifles aren’t discussed.

The one standing last is the winner.

Hence, as long as Qin Hao fell, all losses could be reversed.

He would still be known as the endless capacity Wine Immortal.

Yet an unexpected outcome happened: Qin Hao didn’t fall but instead, his drunken eyes turned sharp, and even his lips curled into a mocking smile. A taunting smile.