Days of being a patron saint in Yokohama

Zhong Yuanzhong also broke out in a cold sweat.

Not to mention Chuya Zhongyuan, even Feng began to get nervous.

Fortunately, Tong Mo seemed to have just mentioned something unintentionally, and quickly changed the subject: "Don't you want to drink? Let's go quickly, the lady will open a lot of wine for me!"

The topic seems to have been dragged like this, but Nakahara still feels that something is not right.

He seems to know his identity.

Or an illusion?

Zhong Yuanzhong would not bet that his opponent was a fool, he walked last, took out his mobile phone and sent an email to someone, and then closed the door of the private room.

Boltz was sitting on the long sofa in the private room, facing Feng, on the right was Zhongya, and on his left was the flamboyant Tong Mo.

The transparent coffee table in front of several people was filled with alcohol, everything from tequila to Durant, and almost every type of alcohol in the store was opened once.

And all of this was on Tong Mo's head.

Today, Tong Mo's business volume alone is comparable to today's whole day's running water, which should be something to be happy about, but Feng's forehead is sweating nervously, and he is fidgeting.

Boltz skillfully opened the wine and poured a glass for Tong Mo: "It's okay to call you over, I just heard that you can drink quite well, so I want to have a good drink with you."

Tong Mo took the wine glass: "Are you here just to drink? But it's boring, can't it be just the two of us doing something interesting?"

Feng coughed: "We are a serious store, and we don't provide this kind of service."

"If Mr. Feng has something to do, let's leave first." In the end, it was Boltz who rescued him from the dire situation, "Tong Mo alone is enough."

As if he was about to receive an amnesty, he hurried out.

Now there were only three of them left in the room.

"Does this little dwarf still stay here?" Tong Mo looked at the unmoving Zhongyuan Zhongya again, and disliked him very much: "We can't do anything without him, or do you like me more than me?" Him? Too much!"

"Miss also ordered me, how could I leave if he didn't let me go." Nakahara Chuya didn't even move his butt, just sat next to Boltz, and picked up the closest thing to him while meeting Tong Mo's gaze. that bottle of wine.

"What would I do? Miss and I are just friends. This gentleman really is as bad as everyone thinks." Tong Mo looked aggrieved, and acted like a baby to Boltz, "Miss, are you right?" .”

Boltz didn't speak, opened a few more bottles of wine and poured a full glass for Tong Mo.

Some of these wines have high alcohol content and some have low alcohol content. Drinking alone may not make you drunk so quickly, but mixing them together can not be described as ordinary.

The purpose of Boltz coming here today is to find Tong Mo.

It would be best to drink it until his stomach is pierced, and even if he doesn't want to drink, he will find a chance to drink all the wine on the table.

What's more, Tong Mo will not refuse.

After pouring Tong Mo, Boltz poured himself another whole glass, and drank it all in one gulp in front of Tong Mo: "I'll do it first as a respect."

He just breathed a sigh of relief, not to mention Tong Mo, even Zhong Yuanzhong was frightened.

If you drink this amount in one go, those who are weaker will probably be directly poisoned by alcohol and stay in the hospital for ten days and a half months.

Although Boltz is in good health, is it fatal for him to drink this mixed spirit without eating at night? !

"Why did you drink it all?!" Zhong Yuanzhong was also in a hurry, and he didn't care about the next offense: "Do you want to vomit? Will your stomach hurt? Drinking so much wine before dinner at night is very harmful to your body. "

"It's okay." Boltz pressed Chuya Nakahara's shoulder, telling him not to get in the way, "I spent tens of millions of dollars bagging you all night, not for you to watch me drink."

Boltz has said so, Tong Mo is not good at drinking, not to mention he is not afraid of drinking, pick up the glass of wine, imitate Boltz, and drink it straight away.

Tong Mo's alcohol capacity is definitely not bad. His alcohol capacity can be said to be top-notch in the organization. His supernatural ability allows him to expel the alcohol in his body, but he really doesn't take it with him after drinking so many bottles of wine. Scared.

It's a pity he ran into Poltz.

Not only Boltz had the idea of ​​getting Tong Mo drunk, even Tong Mo also had the idea of ​​getting Boltz drunk.

He thinks Boltz is so cute, even the way he drinks is so cute, the only fly in the ointment now is this newcomer.

Well... although it doesn't look like it at first glance.

It should be this lady's boyfriend or something.

"Speaking of which, what is Miss's name? Miss never told me~"

"You didn't tell me your name." Boltz squeezed his hand on his shoulder and threw it away: "Drink when you drink, don't touch your hands."

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he might not be suitable to come here.

That Tong Mo is obviously soaking in Poltz!

Boltz wants Tong Mo's life, but now Tong Mo seems to have taken a fancy to Boltz, and wants to have such an indescribable life harmony with him.

"Tong Mo, my name is Tong Mo." He didn't mind if Tong Mo's hand was pulled away, and he came over stickily, "I told you, you can tell me too, we We've known each other for so long, please tell me~"

When a handsome boy is acting like a baby to you, most people would disarm and surrender, but Boltz is no ordinary person, his face is not red and his heart is not beating, so Zhongyuan Zhong also poured a new glass of wine, and after taking it, he directly pressed it on Tongmo's door lips.

"Don't talk, drink."

After being poured a whole glass of wine, Tong Mo coughed twice, wiped off the liquid that fell from his mouth, and poured a glass for Boltz: "Let's go together."

Once this start was made, everything that happened next seemed to be logical. Boltz had a drink, and Tong Mo would also drink a drink, and all of them were mixed spirits of several kinds of alcohol, and the private room was full of strong alcohol. The smell of wine is so strong that you will be drunk just by smelling it.

It was okay at the beginning, Tong Mo could still harass Boltz without changing his face, but from the tenth cup, Tong Mo gradually couldn't hold on anymore, he began to use supernatural powers to decompose the alcohol in his body, and then used cold ice to Keep yourself awake.

Reason told him that he should stop, but when he saw Boltz's cold eyes, the thread of reason in his mind snapped and he drank without limit.

Feng waited outside for a long time, but there was no sound inside, not even the sound of quarreling, fighting and singing. About half an hour later, Zhong Yuanzhong also came out of the room with a distorted face. He was not surprised that Feng was still there. Waiting outside: "Go get some more wine."

"More? Have you finished drinking?"

That's a table of wine, even if you drink it one by one, you still have to drink it all night, have you already drunk it all?

"Ah, it's almost finished, I feel like I can continue to drink."

Boltz has not changed his face since he started drinking, and his face is not red. On the contrary, it is Tong Mo. He is a little unconscious after drinking, and his smile is no longer indifferent at the beginning. He is already in a trance. He did not get down and admit defeat.

I don't understand why I still persist until now, is it just for the so-called face?

"I'll call a doctor." Feng was very worried. It's not that this kind of situation has happened before, but it's rare. After all, everyone comes to the Cowherd's shop to chat with handsome guys. There is no one who just drinks. If you really drink The hospital still has to call the bar.

"How long will it take?" Zhong Yuan was also worried that Boltz would be hurt by drinking too much, so he agreed to the proposal of the person in charge.

"About ten minutes."

Feng then asked the few free men under his command to go to the hospital to find a doctor, while he obeyed Chuya Nakahara's order and asked the waiter to bring some more wine to the room.

The smell of alcohol in the room was so strong that the waiters were afraid to go inside. Boltz was still sitting on the couch with his legs crossed. Tong Mo, who was sitting on his left, could hardly sit still, with his head tilted. On Boltz's shoulders.

"Do you want to continue drinking?" Nakahara Zhongya persuaded again: "He is about to drink blood and vomit blood."

"I can continue to drink!" Tong Mo struggled to stretch out his hand: "Until Miss promises me!"

Even with the help of supernatural powers, Tong Mo's current state is quite poor. The speed of decomposition of supernatural powers can no longer catch up with the speed of ingestion. His body is as soft as noodles. Slide up and down.

In addition to the table, the floor of the private room was also full of wine bottles, and a few pieces of the carpet were wet, which should have been soaked by wine.

"If you can't drink it, don't drink it," Boltz put down the glass, "If you can't drink it, forget it."

"No! I'm okay!"

"Go out." Zhong Yuanzhong also said to them: "Don't come in without our order."

The waiters who came to help actually knew Nakahara Chuya, and they were specifically instructed not to say anything. After Nakahara Chuya said, they withdrew.

"Okay, just call us if you need anything." The waiter hurriedly left the private room, leaving room for the three of them.

Nakahara Nakaya glanced at the time irritably. It had been nearly two hours since they arrived at the Cowherd's shop. When the two of them came over, Osamu Dazai said that he would come over in a while, and he would not take advantage of this time Where did he go to commit suicide and cause him trouble!

Chuya Nakahara was pouring wine for Boltz while calling Dazai Osamu. He was able to get through but no one answered, as if the phone was not with him. He made several calls in a row, but Dazai Osamu did not answer the phone. His subordinates fought, but no one answered.

What the hell is that bastard mackerel doing!Let them reach you and disappear!Boltz also likes to mess around, didn't he say that he can't startle the snake?Now get people drunk...

It doesn't seem to be a warning.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hung up the phone. During the time he was on the phone, Boltz and Tong Mo had already drank two full bottles. They didn't even drink water as fast as they did, and they didn't want to go A toilet or something.

There was only the sound of the glass touching the table and drinking water, and suddenly a cell phone rang. The ringtone was not from Boltz or Zhongyuan Zhongye, but from Tong Mo.

I saw Tong Mo groping around his waist, opened the phone page and glanced at it, subconsciously hung up the call when he saw the caller ID, then Tong Mo bounced off the sofa and turned on the phone again The call page of the phone call, even the drunkenness is much less.

Tong Mo snorted impatiently, then adjusted his tone: "Master Onimai Tsuji."

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