Son-in-law From Dark World

0The door of the Wild Wolf KTV was decorated very extravagantly. Fortunately, admission tickets were not allowed. However, as they passed by, two doormen looked at him with disdain.    

    

The reason was simple. There was no bounty.    

    

After entering, what entered his ears was heavy metal music, blurry lighting, and blood-boiling screams.    

    

There were handsome men and beautiful women everywhere, swaying as much as they liked upstairs and downstairs.    

    

A sexy beauty dressed in revealing clothes, displaying a wild dance style.    

    

The man, on the other hand, clashed against the wine cup, causing the wine to spill everywhere.    

    

Qin Feng enjoyed this feeling very much. He came to the bar and snapped his fingers, wanting to say a glass of plain water.    

    

At this moment, the music stopped for an instant. A young man covered in iron ornaments held his mic and shouted, "Tonight, Young Master Zhao will pay the bill, wake up!"    

    

Instantly, the atmosphere in the hall was set ablaze. Roars, roars, and shouts were heard. The beauties were all shouting at the top of their lungs.    

    

"Young Master Zhao is mighty!" "Howl …"    

    

"Young Master Zhao is domineering!"    

    

Screams came one after another. Soon after, a girl dressed in a white suit was walking through the crowd arrogantly with a thick makeup on her arms. She was smoking a big cigar. Everyone made a path for her.    

    

"Master, have a cup of flamingo!"    

    

Since someone was treating him to a meal, Qin Feng would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity. Drinking wine was much better than drinking plain water.    

    

Very quickly, a fiery-red wine cup was pushed into Qin Feng's hands.    

    

He raised his glass and drained it in one gulp. Qin Feng knocked on the counter and the bartender looked at Qin Feng in surprise.    

    

It had to be known that the flamingos were the purest wine here. They would drink every single cup for several mouthfuls, and the bottom of the cup was the fiercest. If the alcohol content was not good, then just the bottom of the cup could make a person drunk for an entire night.    

    

After drinking four cups of wine consecutively, Qin Feng looked normal as if nothing had happened.    

    

He continued to knock on the counter, but the Bartender was already in a daze. His hands continued to move.    

    

At this moment, many people noticed the situation and came over.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

"What are you all looking at?"    

    

Many people had no idea what was going on and were asking questions.    

    

"That guy has already drunk ten generations of flamingo. What the hell is wrong with him!"    

    

"Damn, it can't be, how can he be so natural!"    

    

Many people didn't believe it, until Qin Feng's gaze swept across the crowd and he didn't notice anything behind him. His drinking movements were very consistent and he didn't stop at all, he just drank it all and then went back to get it.    

    

As more and more people gathered around him, even his advance was blocked by the large number of men and women. When he turned around, he realized that he was already surrounded.    

    

He was feeling a bit panicked. He didn't drink too much, but they wanted to charge him a fee, so he was afraid that he might slip away.    

    

"Good luck, Wine God!"    

    

"Awesome, wine god, I love you!"    

    

When the two beauties shouted this sentence, Qin Feng finally regained his composure and heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

"Handsome brother, you have already drunk 18 cups in a row, breaking our record as the Wine God. As long as you drink another two, you will receive the big prize of 120 thousand!"    

    

The moment Qin Feng heard the bartender mention the 120 thousand prize money, he swallowed his saliva.    

    

The Bartender smiled. "The last two cups need ten degrees' purity. If you can't accept it, or if you try to force your way through, I won't be responsible for any problems."    

    

When Qin Feng heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, let's have another ten cups!"    

    

I have the money to drink, so...    

    

Good thing, why haven't I touched it before?    

    

The Chinese nighttime competition was still the best. He had gone to so many bars abroad, from low to high quality. He had basically gone to over a hundred different bars, but he had never encountered such a good thing before.    

    

It was simply tailor-made for him.    

    

At first, when he saw Qin Feng shake his head and wave his hand, the bartender thought that the other party wouldn't be able to accept it.    

    

After hearing what Qin Feng said, he was completely stunned. Ten cups, this guy must be crazy, right?    

    

A normal person would find it hard to swallow purifying a 10 degree brain. Did he want 10 cups?    

    

No matter how shocked the Bartender was, the crowd was already in an uproar. They had come out to play just for the sake of fun.    

    

When they saw a fierce person actually purifying a ten-degree flamingo the moment he opened his mouth, they all cheered with all their might.    

    

At the same time, the white suit Young Master Zhao, who just passed by, looked a little unhappy.    

    

There was actually someone who was even more outstanding than him, wouldn't his money have gone to waste?    

    

Thinking of this, he pushed his way through the crowd and walked in with the two beauties.    

    

When they found out about this guy, not only did they have to borrow his free alcohol, they even wanted to break the Wine God's Record.    

    

Hearing this, he felt extremely uncomfortable. To take his money and even steal his limelight, how could there be so many good things?    

    

Just as Qin Feng took the wine cup, Young Master Zhao walked over and pressed his hand onto Qin Feng's wrist.    

    

"Brat, how about this? I'll give you another 120,000. How about you drink 20 cups?"    

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Twenty cups of flamingo would be enough to drink even a cow, much less a human.    

    

Young Master Zhao obviously wanted to embarrass Qin Feng.    

    

Without waiting for Qin Feng to speak, he said: "If you don't accept, then the wine will be for your own money. I don't have the obligation to care about that. Besides, the record you broke doesn't count, because I spent money to buy the wine."    

    

Qin Feng heard that, there must be something wrong with this fool's head.    

    

However, there were too few of these idiots. It wasn't easy to meet them, so how could he let them go so easily?    

    

"Bartender, please have twenty cups!"    

    

Qin Feng said without any hesitation.    

    

Young Master Zhao twitched his lips in disdain. He looked at Qin Feng and quietly watched him beg for mercy when he couldn't continue pretending.    

    

The two Bartender began to mix, and the crowd began to gather around them.    

    

"Brother Zhao, 20 cups of wine is going to cost one's life."    

    

A girl hugged Young Master Zhao's neck and said coquettishly.    

    

However …    

    

Young Master Zhao shook his head in disdain: "Money doesn't cost his life. Do you think he's like you, that he can come and earn money just because he's capable of lying down?"    

    

"Fuck you, good or bad."    

    

Qin Feng felt goosebumps all over his body when he saw a woman acting so coquettishly.    

    

Although Meiyun was a little cold towards him, she still had her demeanor, not her coquettish demeanor.    

    

When all twenty glasses of wine reached the counter, many men and women covered their mouths in disbelief.    

    

Twenty cups of wine, just looking at it made one feel terror.    

    

Especially after the purification, just the thought of it was enough to make one feel terrified.    

    

"Drink it, Elder Qianzi will give it to you!"    

    

Then, Young Master Zhao waved his hand and a subordinate handed him a bag of money and threw it on the stage.    

    

Qin Feng stared at the money without paying any attention to the wine. In Young Master Zhao's eyes, this attitude was one of disdain.    

    

You can earn money by drinking, but you can't find such a big brother in Qin Feng. I can drink until you go bankrupt.    

    

"Brothers, wait for someone to help us out, don't let any of you get killed."    

    

Behind Young Master Zhao, a shifty-eyed young man wanted to shout out loud. Instantly, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter.    

    

Young Master Zhao shook his head and laughed. He knocked on the table, reminding Qin Feng that it was time to start.    

    

Ten cups of wine. Qin Feng stood up, grabbed the cup with his left and right hands, and started gulping down the wine.    

    

In the end, he felt even more unsatisfied. He called for the bartender to bring a basin and poured the remaining fifteen cups of wine into it. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, he raised his head and drank the wine with great satisfaction.    

    

Young Master Zhao was also shocked, the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.    

    

He had seen fierce people, fierce people who drank wine, but he had never seen anyone who had such a personality.    

    

"Haha, so cool. Young Master Zhao, are you still competing?"    

    

Qin Feng smiled and casually put the basin on the counter. He picked up the money bag and looked through it with a joyful smile on his face.