Chapter 17: Inaccurate Information (1/2)
Chapter 17: Inaccurate Information
Translator: Vicky_ Editor: Vicky_
A beautifully carved wooden table was placed outside of the Mexican restaurant On it, the bloo dahlias seemed to be especially realistic Li Du sat on one side with a shot glass in front of hiuy sat across from him
About a hundred people surrounded the table, and each of them wore vastly different expressions of shock
”Another shot please,” Li Du cal Mexicanout a clear water-like liquid He carefully and reverently placed it in front of Li Du
Li Du picked up the shot glass and guzzled as in it The next moment, he unconsciously creased his eyebrows and took a breath to get rid of the lingering taste before praising, ”Good alcohol! Sht! This tequila is fcking great!”
This sight sent a chill up the spine of everyone watching
”Hey, who is this guy? That alcohol tolerance is insane!”
”Fck, is he really drinking tequila? I only ever last two shots before puking it all out!”
”That Lucas is quite unlucky Thankfully, the only thing they bet on was the bill If slavery were legal, this idiot would have to sell hi Mexicanit front of brawny Lucas ”It's your turn”
Sitting in front of Lucas was also a row of elasses However, one could clearly see the red color that dyed his face, his unfocused eyes, and s off of hi, it was clear that he was very drunk
Nevertheless, seeing the shot in front of hi his resolve
”Good job!”
”Nice going!”
”Cool!”
”That's our Lucas!”
However, this time Lucas really couldn't handle it anymore The alcohol slowly dripped fro his shi+rt
Li Du waved to the teen for another glass and again gulped it doith a small frown
As the alcohol entered his sto the power of the little bug Like before, he still hadn't recovered his stamina, so none of the alcohol entered his blood
However, tequila was still an infa taste As Li Du drank, he felt as if historn apart by knives
He didn't enjoy the taste When he drank the tequila, it seemed like some form of torture
Thankfully, Lucas was in an even worse state He had already drunk over twenty shots, equaling to over two thousand h to put a normal person to sleep
The croas a, and the sound of ca could be heard fro everyone present At this moment, no one looked down on hiain, his hand was shaking as it held the shot glass, al up a very heavy hammer
”Finish it, Lucas!”
”Estaff country bumpkins!”
Lucas took a deep breath, closed his eyes and poured the drink into his mouth
He really couldn't drink anymore There seemed to be a tear on the side of hisout