"Come on, drink!" Lin Fei's face was flushed all over, but his spirits were continually growing stronger. Holding a bottle of good wine, he spoke to the big-bellied man.
The big-bellied man showed a trace of a bitter smile, "Buddy, you're... you're good. I can't take it anymore, excuse me." Before finishing his sentence, the big-bellied man had already bent down, "Ugh, ugh!!!" and began vomiting directly.
"Haha! You're a good man." Lin Fei had some fondness for the bold and straightforward nature of the big-bellied man who dared to act.
"Heh!" The big-bellied man smiled bitterly, the turmoil in his stomach unmatched for a long time, unexpectedly broken today.
At this time, the encouraged clown came to Lin Fei again, patting his funny tasseled hand saying, "Impressive, seeing how strong you are, another guest wants to challenge you, do you accept?"
