Zombie Bodyguard
Chapter 355 - 354: Two Choices

Chapter 355: Chapter 354: Two Choices

"Brother Tian, could it be that you...?" Liu Wenxing stared fixedly at the thin layer of blue flame, asking in astonishment.

"Wenxing, go light Mr. Jingxia’s drink too, so it looks more like Hell Tequila," Lin Tian said coolly, ignoring Liu Wenxing’s question.

Liu Wenxing was still in a daze, he uttered, "Oh," his mind not yet clear on what Lin Tian was planning. Scratching his head, he walked around the table and the crowd parted to give him way; Mr. Jingxia looked equally perplexed and did not stop Liu Wenxing’s action.

Having successfully lit the drink across from him, Liu Wenxing circled back and asked again, "Brother Tian, what are you planning, you can tell now, right?"

"Of course, didn’t Mr. Jingxia just challenge me too? I accept his challenge, but the drinking method must be changed—it is for both sides to drink down this chalice of burning Hell Tequila," Lin Tian said indifferently, as if discussing a simple matter.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a wave of gasps erupted from the crowd.

"Did I hear that right? Drink the burning liquor? Is he out of his mind?"

"Damn, that’s crazy, damn cool, damn awesome. Finishing one chalice is already tempting fate, not to mention drinking it while it’s burning. Just thinking about it makes my legs go weak."

"Hell Tequila, this is truly a drinking method from hell!"

...

The hell-style drinking method, this news spread like the wind throughout the entire bar, halting all activities on the first floor, with all the patrons gathering around.

Drinking burning liquor wasn’t unheard of, but that was usually with a very small cup, just enough for a mouthful, where quick action would extinguish the flame before it reached the mouth.

But this time, it was a chalice, and not filled with ordinary liquor but Hell Tequila—taking a shot alone required courage, let alone drinking it aflame.

The Japanese fell silent, Bai Yufeng and Futian Shenyi frowned, looking at the blue flames, unsure what to think. The previously arrogant Mr. Jingxia couldn’t muster a smile anymore.

Lin Tian’s gaze swept across all the Japanese faces, then he scoffed coldly, "Mr. Jingxia, is this what you call a man from Da Island Country? That’s all there is to it. I hear your country cherishes the Samurai spirit, valuing loyalty, courage, honesty, but I see you’ve got none of the essence of the Samurai way, cowardly, shameless fits you more!"

"Hahaha, Brother Tian, well said!" Li Wenxuan laughed heartily in approval.

"Damn it, you, don’t insult the Samurai spirit of the Da Island Empire!" Mr. Jingxia turned red with anger and yelled, then stood up abruptly.

The other Japanese also stood up, glaring at Lin Tian, especially Nomura Tarou, whose eyes flickered with a sinister light.

Lin Tian looked at them dismissively and said indifferently, "I’m insulting you. Are you qualified to represent the Samurai spirit? Hmph, you Japanese, always talking bigger than your actions."

Without waiting for their response, Lin Tian reached for the chalice on the table, and under the horrified gaze of everyone, he didn’t hesitate to start gulping it down.

"Ah..."

Among the crowd were female patrons and waitresses, who screamed in fear. Some of the more timid women couldn’t bear to watch, covering their eyes with their hands.

Lu Jia held her hands in front of her chest, her teeth lightly biting her red lips, her eyebrows furrowed with worry reflected in her eyes, hoping nothing bad would happen, she prayed silently in her heart.

Li Wenxuan and Fan Lei, along with their group, all had their mouths agape. They considered themselves heavy drinkers, but compared to the drinking style before them, they could only feel admiration.

The fury of the Japanese seemed doused by Lin Tian with a bucket of cold water, extinguished completely. Actions spoke louder than words, leaving them speechless.

Lin Tian gulped down the Hell Tequila, and with each swig, the liquor slid down his throat, feeling like a fire dragon shooting straight from his mouth to his stomach, as if a fire was burning inside.

When his lips touched the flame in the cup, Lin Tian felt a warmth, just a mild warmth. His zombie body hardly noticed such a small flame, especially when compared to the flames of the golden swords at Fanyin Temple, which were like comparing a droplet of water to the ocean.

The flames of a golden sword, when burning extremely yin objects, were destructive, and so were the Demon Slaying Golden Flames of the Exorcism Woman Master, simply fierce fires, whereas the flames from the alcohol were merely mundane.

Lin Tian finished his drink quickly, wiped his mouth, and placed the cup back on the table. Everyone else was stunned, staring at him, unable to recover their senses. Even Futian Shenyi and Bai Yufeng looked dazed.

"Ah, look, the boss hasn’t been burned at all!" a waitress exclaimed.

This exclamation broke the silence of the bar, and the crowd finally snapped back to reality, and upon seeing Lin Tian’s face and lips unscathed, they were truly amazed.

"That’s incredible, how did the boss do that?"

"I don’t know, but all I know now is that the boss is so handsome and cool!"

Li Wenxuan and Liu Wenxing leaned in to closely inspect Lin Tian’s mouth, and after a long look, they still couldn’t find any marks of injury.

"Brother Tian, how did you do that?" Li Wenxuan asked in amazement, his companions all perked up their ears, eager to learn this secret technique.

"Heavenly secrets must not be revealed!" Lin Tian replied with a slight smile. He was telling the absolute truth—there was no way he could reveal his zombie nature.

"Brother Tian, buddy, please teach us, even just half a technique would be enough," Liu Wenxing begged pitifully.

The others also joined in the clamor, urging Lin Tian to teach them his special technique. Lu Jia quietly watched Lin Tian, heart finally at ease. Under the hall’s lights, Lu Jia felt this man seemed to radiate, like an omnipotent War God.

"Stop, don’t interrupt. If we keep talking, Mr. Jingxia’s drink will have burned away," Lin Tian said, stopping them from babbling on.

The attention of everyone returned to the table, where Lin Tian’s cup was already empty, while Mr. Jingxia’s cup was still burning, and the level of the liquor was starting to drop.

"Mr. Jingxia, you have been slandering my bar for selling fake alcohol. If you don’t drink, I’ll take three of your fingers and use your blood to cleanse your slander. Either you drink the liquor like I did, unscathed, to uphold your samurai spirit, it’s one or the other! Don’t doubt my words, I absolutely mean what I say," Lin Tian said coldly, staring at Mr. Jingxia.

As he spoke, Lin Tian picked up the cup on the table and gently snapped a piece off the thick glass wall with a "crack".

The sudden sound of breaking glass intensely jarred everyone’s ears, plunging them back into a stupor, thinking to themselves, what kind of person is this, effortlessly breaking a glass cup with bare hands. Only those acquainted with Hu Ying found it unsurprising.

"Futian Shenyi, this piece of glass should be sufficient to cut off three fingers, right?" Lin Tian said, holding the shard and addressing Futian Shenyi.

Futian Shenyi, looking at the sharp broken edge, felt a chill, and turned to Mr. Jingxia, shouting, "Everyone else, sit down properly. Mr. Jingxia, the time has come to demonstrate your samurai spirit. I command you to immediately drink the Hell Tequila and not bring shame to the Japanese!"

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