With Samuel's current physical quality, alcohol would not cause any harm to his body. As long as he wanted, the alcohol would evaporate the moment it entered his body. Someone would be courting death if he competed with Samuel in the strength of alcohol. He could have drunk alcohol like water.
There were a total of thirty cups of the Road to the Hell. Only after Samuel had drunk his fifteenth cup did the other party drink five. Furthermore, his face had already turned pale, and it was already extremely difficult for him to swallow the five cups.
However, Samuel did not slow down at all. After a cup, he picked up the second cup.
James Smith couldn't help swallowing when he saw this. He realized that he had underestimated Samuel. He wanted to get him drunk in the private room so that he could get rid of Samuel tonight.
Now it seemed that no one could drink more than him. He was already at the level of the Wine God.
"I... I can't hold on any longer." When the man drank up the eighth glass, he finally couldn't take it anymore. It was as if there was a fire burning in his stomach.
"I admit defeat."
Samuel smiled faintly. Now that the other party had admitted defeat, it was time for him to end the fight.
However, he didn't stop. Instead, he drank all 30 glasses of wine.
The others were stunned by what they saw.
The most important thing was that Samuel, who had finished a whole set of the Road to Hell, was not drunk at all. It was as if nothing had happened.
"It's really amazing."
"Little brother, your drinking capacity is so terrible. I'm afraid that no one in the entire Swallow City can drink more than you."
"Little brother, I didn’t expect you to be so powerful. I underestimated you just now."
Samuel said, "Since you know you can't defeat me, don't make trouble for me."
After saying that, Samuel went back to his seat in the corner.
Although it was a very inconspicuous place, at this moment, it became the brightest place in the whole box. Everyone was looking Samuel up and down from the corner of their eyes.
Especially a few women. They were very curious about Samuel. Such a little boy had such an amazing capacity for liquor. They couldn’t help being curious.
James Smith shook his head helplessly. If he couldn’t get Samuel drunk, how could he get rid of him?
After staying at home for several days, he finally returned to his previous life today. He did not want the good time tonight to be ruined by Samuel.
In the second half of the party, many people had already been drunk and dizzy.
As for the man who had competed with Samuel just now, he had already fallen asleep.
At about one o'clock in the morning, some people began to leave one after another. Men left with women, which was the seamless connection of the night club culture and hotel culture.
"I'll go to the washroom." James Smith suddenly stood up and said.
Just as Samuel stood up and prepared to join James Smith, a woman stood in front of him.
She put her arms around Samuel's neck and said with a greasy look, "Little brother, what do you think of me? How about letting me take you to experience the adult man's world tonight?"
Samuel wanted to push her away impatiently, but she refused to let go of him no matter what.
"Don't you like people like me? Am I not beautiful enough or not big enough?" The woman deliberately straightened her collar.
Samuel looked steadily forward and said coldly, "Get out of my way. I'm not interested in you "
Just as he got out of the car with a dissatisfied face and was about to argue with the owner of the car in front, several strong men suddenly rushed down from the van, which made James feel a little scared.
James Smith wanted to run away, but before he could get back into the car, someone grabbed him by the collar.
"You... what are you trying to do?" James Smith asked in horror.
"Follow us honestly, or I'll beat you to death. " A big man threatened James Smith.
James Smith trembled. By this time, it was already too late for regrets. The little bit of luck left in his heart had vanished in an instant.
James Smith couldn't help but shiver as he obediently got into the van.
Because he saw a familiar face in the passenger seat. This was the person he had offended.
The van drove directly to the suburbs and into an abandoned glass factory.
When James Smith was dragged out of the car and saw his opponent walking towards him with a baseball bat in his hand fiercely, he started to regret not listening to Samuel.
If there was any medicine for regret, James Smith definitely wouldn't have left Samuel behind.
" Ned, I didn't expect you to come to Swallow City," James Smith said in a trembling voice.
Ned coldly smiled as he walked to James Smith's side. Then, he smacked James Smith's thigh with his stick.
The intense pain caused James Smith to cry out in pain.
"James Smith, you ran really fast. But do you think you can just run away?" Ned said.
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