Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 272 - 271 100 Cases of Beer

Chapter 272: Chapter 271 100 Cases of Beer

They didn’t know that the liquor Su Yang sipped was directly absorbed by Devouring the Heavens. In other words, Su Yang hadn’t actually drunk anything this whole time. In the midst of it all, Su Yang would occasionally snack on some grapes and watermelon, completely at ease.

"Alright, you’ve all had your turns, now it’s my turn, right?" Su Yang smiled and said to Qi’er, "Qi’er, go ask Lu Lu to bring another hundred crates of beer over!"

"A hundred crates?" Everyone exclaimed in unison, He Liang nearly leaping up, "Are you crazy? A hundred crates, what on earth are you planning to do?"

"Drink, of course!" Su Yang laughed, "It’s not every day we’re all this happy, so of course we’ve got to keep going. Guys drinking beer, what’s there to be afraid of? Come on, Qi’er, hurry and arrange it."

"Damn it!" He Liang panicked, "A hundred crates, can you even drink that much? I’m telling you, once the beer’s out, it’s not returnable, and you have to pay for it. One crate costs five hundred, a hundred crates, that’s fifty thousand, are you paying for that?"

"No problem, all the expenses today are on my tab!" Su Yang said with a smile, "Qi’er, go arrange it!"

"Got it!" Qi’er bounced off to see to the task.

Meanwhile, Zhao Lu was being lectured by her manager, "Lu Lu, I’ve told you before to consider becoming a princess, this waitress job isn’t suited for you. Look, we’re two days away from the end of the month, how much are you short in sales? Even including just now, you’re still eight thousand short, do you think you can sell that much in these two days?"

Zhao Lu hung her head, speaking softly, "Manager, I... I’ll do my best!"

"Don’t give me this ’do my best’ stuff. If you don’t sell enough, you’re either out, or you become a princess!" The manager paused, reached out to touch Zhao Lu’s face, and smiled, "You’re actually quite pretty; you’d definitely be suited to being a princess. Wear something revealing, be a bit more open, and you’ll make endless money, a much brighter future than what you’re doing now!"

"Manager, I... I’ll do my best..." Zhao Lu retreated in fear.

Just then, Qi’er came running up, "Lu Lu, I need beer, a hundred crates of it!"

"Who is it that can drink that much?" The manager turned around, saw Qi’er, and was suddenly dumbfounded, his eyes bulging.

"What?" Zhao Lu’s eyes also widened, "How much?"

"A hundred crates!" Qi’er said.

"Just... didn’t we just bring in ten crates? And you still want more?" Zhao Lu was shocked, "A hundred crates, can you even finish that? That’s enough to take a bath in!"

"Just arrange it, that’s all!" Qi’er smiled and said, "I’m heading back now!"

Zhao Lu was still trying to process it all when the manager watched Qi’er leave and quickly turned to Zhao Lu, "Lu Lu, who... who is that?"

"A kid from the family that used to be my neighbors!" Zhao Lu replied.

"Your neighbor?" The manager scoffed coldly, knowing Zhao Lu’s family background; what could her neighbors possibly amount to?

"Which private room?" the manager asked.

After Zhao Lu told him the room number, the manager nodded slowly and left with a sneer.

Zhao Lu hurriedly got to work arranging for the beer. With a hundred crates of beer, her sales for the month were no longer an issue. But what she couldn’t fathom was what they needed all that beer for. Were they going to bathe in it?

The hundred crates were delivered to the private room, an entire team of servers moving into action.

He Liang and the others trembled with fear; Su Yang had put away eighty-six bottles of beer without a change in his belly and was still able to eat fruit. It seemed he wouldn’t have a problem continuing to drink. Could it be they were going to suffer a big loss this time?

Once the servers had left, Su Yang stood up, smiled, and said, "Okay, now it’s my turn to make a toast. We’re all brothers here, let’s keep it simple. I’ll do ten bottles, you guys do five each, how’s that?"

"Damn, you say drink, and we just drink?" The young man in the Mercedes was the first to jump up, "Who do you think you are? I won’t drink..."

"Old Zhang, stop... stop talking..." He Liang quickly grabbed him, whispering, "Can’t we afford to offend this guy?"

"Why?" The Mercedes youngster was surprised, "He’s an outsider, what’s there to be afraid of offending..."

"Let’s talk outside, but we still have to drink..." He Liang said quietly, hanging his head, remembering how they had been harshly dealt with yesterday.

"It seems like nobody has any objections, so let’s get started!" Su Yang said with a smile, hugging a case and placing it on the table, then opening ten bottles in a row, "I’ll drink first as a toast!"

Having said that, he downed the ten bottles of beer one after another.

"Damn bastard, what is this sorcery? By the time we finish going around, he’ll have to drink a hundred and sixty bottles. With the previous eighty-six bottles, that’s nearly two hundred and fifty in total, and he’s not affected at all?" Zhao Kai murmured under his breath.

"I don’t believe he can turn the world upside down, drink!" He Liang said quietly, "Five bottles of beer, just bloating, drink him under the table!"

The group started their grim drinking spree, and two hours later, they had finally finished the round.

Su Yang was completely fine, but He Liang and the rest were all belly-bulging.

"Damn it, he’s really fine!" Zhao Kai was dumbfounded, "Is he human or ghost?"

"No way, we can’t drink anymore. If we keep drinking, I’ll start throwing up!" The Mercedes youth whispered, "Let’s pull out!"

"Pull out, my ass. We’ve drunk so much and he’s not even phased, aren’t we losing face here?" He Liang whispered back, "Continue!"

"Nonsense, can you even drink more?" The Mercedes youth was also getting desperate, "I’m about to wet my pants!"

"Next round, we don’t need to drink, just get him to drink, right!" He Liang said.

"Nonsense, do you think that’s possible? He’s not an idiot!" retorted the Mercedes youth, "Besides, where’s the rule in that?"

"Who says it has to be a rule, we can play dice!" He Liang said with a laugh, "With so many of us here, can’t we play him to death?"

"Ah?" Everyone’s eyes lit up at the suggestion, which seemed rather good.

"How do we play? How do we corner him?" Zhao Kai murmured.

"Hehehe..." He Liang chuckled, standing up and saying, "Brother Su, this round is also done. Alright, according to our local custom, we play a game next. How about this, let’s play dice, what do you say?"

"Whatever!" Su Yang said indifferently with a smile.

"Alright, it’s settled then!" He Liang said with a laugh, "Ah, you won’t believe our Zhongchang City’s tradition. In the past, people were poor, see, and alcohol was precious, hard to come by. So, if there was alcohol, the idea was to make the guest drink their fill first, and thus the custom has been passed down."

"The rule for playing dice here is, with so many people present, both the host and the guest roll. Whoever gets the higher score, doesn’t have to drink," He Liang paused before adding, "However, it is ranked by importance. That means, the host as one group, and the guests as another, to see which side gets the highest number. If the guest side rolls the highest, then the host side must drink. If the host side rolls the highest, the guests must drink!"

At these words, the crowd burst into laughter; this was practically bullying. They had sixteen people on their side, and on Su Yang’s side, Qi’er didn’t drink, leaving only Su Yang. In other words, was Su Yang, alone, to compare with their sixteen?

Sixteen people, what are the odds that Su Yang could come out on top? To put it plainly, they were simply setting Su Yang up to drink himself silly!

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