Fulfilling the Bet

As long as she said a few words to the other party, the man would definitely be scared away.

However, what was happening now shocked her.

The surrounding people discussed animatedly, pointing and gossiping.

It could even be said that people had let go of drinking, singing, chatting, and other things that they liked to do in bars.

The commotion in front of them was really interesting.

"F*ck, ten bottles!"

"Can you count? He's already drunk the eleventh bottle, okay?"

"He's really f*cking amazing. Is he even human?"

"How much alcohol can he drink? He's simply not human."

"I've seen people who are good at drinking, but I've never seen someone who's this good, okay?"

People said all kinds of things, all of them surprised and excited.

However, no one noticed that Xu Wenping's feet were already wet.

His left and right hands were placed by his legs, and a line of water flowed down from his fingers.