Chapter 40

Andrius picked up the glass and finished the liquor in one go.

Fatty Frank and the others urged him. “Not bad, but there are nineteen more. Take your time.”

People who were good at drinking were usually of age. Andrius was only in his 30s, so it was impossible for him to drink twenty glasses of strong liquor in one go.

“Open your eyes and take a good look.”

Andrius then took another glass and drained it within three short seconds.

The liquor had an extremely high alcohol percentage. However, he looked fine after drinking two shots consecutively.

Under Fatty Frank and the trust fund babies’ excited gazes, he

reached out for the third glass.

Andrius did not even pause when he drank the fourth. It happened so smoothly and naturally as if he was drinking water.

“Four!”

“Five!”

“Six!”

“Nineteen!”

“Twenty!”

As he drained the last one

the others looked at

Andrius did not look drunk in the least.

how good was he at drinking?

done what you asked me to, so can I report for

must be wrong with

what just happened. She grabbed the bottle of liquor that

the liquor entered her mouth and traveled down her

“Cough, cough…”

throat. She threw up everything before

go

ran to the toilet and threw up for a while before she

she looked into the mirror to fix her makeup and she stared at herself begrudgingly. She never thought that there would be someone who

thought about it, the

mood drove her to bump into another man. She apologized and quickly ran back to

run back to

“I’m not blind.”

mischief flashed in his curved eyes. “Mark her room number and call

still standing after

Frank echoed. “You sly little punk, how

Andrius laughed it off.

he had accidentally fallen into

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