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Seeing this, Huang Mao felt an ominous premonition in his heart, but it was impossible not to go now, so he could only bite the bullet and lead a group of younger brothers who had been frightened to a loss to follow Brother Nan into the backyard.

Brother Qi walked towards Ding Rui and bowed slightly.

"I'm sorry boss, some of our subordinates have surprised you. We will definitely give you an explanation for this matter. Don't worry."

Although Ding Rui didn't want to make a big deal out of it, she also knew that the Forest Bar had attracted many people's covetousness for various reasons, and being too weak as the leader of the bar would not be good for the bar.

Ye Chen took them in and handed over the bar to her to take care of it with confidence, but he had nothing to repay him, so he could only work hard to take care of the bar.

Thinking of this, Ding Rui nodded.

Leave this matter to them, I believe you won't let yourself down.

"Well, then please trouble Brother Seven. By the way, Brother Seven, I also want to go to the backyard to see if it's okay?"

Brother Qitiao obviously didn't expect Ding Rui to make such a request, but he was only surprised for a moment before returning to his smile.

"Of course, boss, please come with me."

Following Brother Qitiao to the backyard, Ding Rui saw Huang Mao and others standing in a row in the yard.

And Brother Nan stood in front of them, with a case of whiskey in front of him, he took out a bottle from it, weighed it in his hand a few times, and walked up to Huang Mao.

"Come on, don't you want to drink? Take it and drink it. I'll give you three minutes to finish it."

Huang Mao took the wine and took a look at it, Scotch whiskey.

It is well known that Scotch whiskey is the strongest, and the net drink is almost swallowed by burning the throat. Although it is not as soft and long-lasting as Huaxia liquor, it is still a relatively strong drink in the bar.

Usually, whiskey is drunk purely with ice in the bar. One is to dilute it, especially when the wine is relatively young, it will be choking when it is very strong, so adding ice can dilute it and the taste feels good.

Second, after adding ice and turning into water, the aroma of the wine will disperse in the mouth of the cup to increase the aroma, so the amount of a cup is not too much, and a normal person will be drunk after drinking 70 or 80 milliliters.

The bottle in Huang Mao's hand was more than 700 milliliters, so drinking such a strong wine directly without even giving him a cup would kill him.

But even though he knew the consequences, Huang Mao still had to do this. Who told him that it was his boss who gave the order.

Swallowing, Huangmao opened the lid tremblingly, raised his head to "drink" under Brother Nan's cold gaze.

Huang Mao's heroic behavior made the younger brothers around him feel shocked.

Brother Huang, don't get drunk, we will top the tank for you when you are drunk.

Living up to expectations, Huang Mao drank the entire bottle of whiskey within three minutes without getting drunk, but the strong burning sensation in his throat made Huang Mao extremely painful.

"Yes, the drink is quite clean."

Brother Nan took a look at the already drained wine bottle, nodded and said.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up another bottle from the ground, and slowly unscrewed the cap under Huangmao's horrified gaze.

"It looks like you really want to drink, drink this bottle too, two minutes."

As soon as these words came out, Huang Mao's feet trembled, and he fell to his knees with a "plop".

"Brother Nan, I was wrong, please forgive me."

"What are you talking about? You are my little brother. I am a big brother to satisfy your wishes. What are you doing wrong? You have nothing wrong with me. It is my big brother who made the brothers busy at night. I don't have time to rest and drink, and I have to go to the bar to drink at noon."

"Tell me, am I being unjust when I'm the big brother?"

Speaking of the last sentence, Brother Nan's voice was already so cold that it made one's hair stand on end.

"Brother Nan, I was really wrong. It's all my fault. It's all because I'm obsessed with money. You've never done anything wrong. Please forgive me. It's that Zhuang."

"I'm not interested in hearing you say this now, all you have to do now is to drink the wine honestly for me."

Brother Nan interrupted Huang Mao's words and said coldly.

I knew this kid wasn't telling the truth a long time ago, and now I know that I'm afraid, so I tell myself that even my boss dares to lie, if this kind of guy doesn't deal with him properly, he won't be ruined?

"Boss"

"I don't want to say it a second time."

Huang Mao sees that there is no turning point for this matter. He is just a small gangster in Southeast City. With these dozens of brothers, he usually shows off his power and looks very majestic, but in the eyes of Nan Ge and others It's just a bunch of scum.

He knew that if he was not honest and punished today, this Southeast City might not have a foothold in the future.

However, he did not feel resentment towards Nan Ge and the others, but pointed the source at Zhuang Zongshi.

This bastard must know about these things, but he hired himself to make trouble, which made him end up like this, Zhuang Zongshi, when I go out, I will never stop dying with you!

After receiving the bottle of whiskey that had just been opened, Huang Mao couldn't help but feel a little nauseous when he smelled the burnt alcohol with a strong smell of smoke.

If it was normal to smell this kind of good wine, Huang Mao would have been eager to take a sip, but now this wine is more terrifying to Huang Mao than poison.

Frowning, Huang Mao was about to brew again, but he heard Brother Nan's cold voice in his ear.

"One more minute."

Go Te Niang's Brewing!

Hearing this, Huang Mao directly pinched his nose and began to pour wine into his mouth. The brown wine kept slipping from the corner of his mouth onto his collar, and soon soaked it all up.

"Leave another drop and drink a bottle."

As soon as this sentence came out, the wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth seemed to be blocked suddenly, without spilling another drop.

After drinking the last bit of wine in the bottle, Huang Mao didn't know how long it had been, and now he felt his brain was befuddled, and his whole body seemed to be empty.

Looking at the yellow hair lying around like mud in the yard, Brother Nan picked up another bottle of wine from the ground expressionlessly and opened it.

"Your boss is drunk, it's up to you to make a decision now, recommend someone to drink up the rest of the wine, or let your boss drink up this bottle of wine, you choose."

Hearing this, the thirty or so people present looked at each other in blank dismay, and none of them dared to make a move.

"Why, you still want me to help you make a choice?"

Brother Nan said loudly.

Huang Mao's subordinates trembled in fright at Brother Nan's shout, and finally someone spoke.

"Brother Nan, let me come."

Brother Nan turned his head and saw a young man who lowered his head and said.

"you sure?"

Brother Nan's voice was a little higher.

"I, I'm sure."

The young man's voice became firmer.