"Come on, Xiao Tang, let's drink one alone."

Mao Yian picked up the cup and said to Tang Luo.

"good."

Tang Luo nodded and clinked the cup with Mao Yian.

"Old Mao, I did it, you can do it."

"Haha, it's really a young man."

Mao Yian chuckled and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

"I'm old, I can't let you young people compete."

"Haha, Mao is good at drinking."

Tang Luo praised him.

Then, he toasted a few old men one by one, and the atmosphere at the table became even better.

After Tang Luo finished drinking, he saw the other two tables of apprentices coming to toast one after another.

Of course, they didn't dare to drink one by one, and they didn't have the qualifications, they just expressed their opinions.

However, they and the master dare not drink this way, but they were nothing to Tang Luo...

"Junior Brother Tang, congratulations. If you worship Mr. Wu as your teacher, you must be a famous teacher and a good disciple!"

There was a man in his forties who came over with a glass of wine.

"Oh? Senior Brother Liu is right? Haha, what do you mean is that Mr. Zhou is not a famous teacher?"

Tang Luo looked at the man and said with a smile.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, the man's face changed slightly and he quickly shook his head: "No, no, I don't mean that, my master is also a famous teacher... Master, I really have no other intentions."

"Haha, I'm just kidding. Senior Brother Liu, don't be excited, Mr. Zhou won't cause trouble for you."

When Tang Luo saw that this guy's face turned pale, he said with a smile.

"Just kidding? I'm so scared..."

The man felt relieved when he saw that his master was really not happy.

"Junior Brother Tang, do you have to be so naughty? Come on, I'll give you a cup."

"Yeah, I've done it."

Tang Luo nodded, clinked his glasses with him, and drank all the wine in the glass.

"Junior Brother Tang is very good at drinking."

Seeing that he was so happy, the man praised him and drank it, and then went back to sit down.

After the man returned, someone came over again.

"Come on, Junior Brother Tang, let's drink one too!"

This man dared not say anything about "a famous teacher produces a good disciple" anymore, so as not to let Tang Luo joke again.

"Haha, OK."

Tang Luo nodded, clinked his glasses, and fucked.

"Junior Brother Tang, I have a good alcohol tolerance. I have drunk several glasses, but my face has not changed. I will also toast you."

The third person came over with a wine glass.

"Haha, I can't drink much."

Tang Luo said modestly, but thought to himself that something seemed wrong?

After finishing the drink, the third person went back and made a gesture to someone next to him.

And this gesture was seen by Tang Luo.

"Ha, so that's the case. Want to fight on the wheel, will I get me too much?"

Tang Luo suddenly understood and sneered in his heart.

Sure enough, the man next to him poured wine and came over: "Come on, Junior Brother Tang, I'll give you a drink... Today in the exhibition hall, you are showing off your skills, like an action movie, you are my idol!"

"Haha, not that exaggerated."

Tang Luo seemed to be smiling and wanted to make him more. It seems that it is not good for you.

Soon, two or three more people came up and toasted Tang Luo’s wine.

In order to be more realistic, Tang Luo used the nameless technique to turn his face red, and he looked a bit drunk.

"Brother Wu, your apprentice... is going to be flooded too much."

Mao Yian and others were all old foxes, so how could they not tell what their apprentices were thinking? They said with a smile.

"Lao Wu, you can't feel sorry for Xiao Tang, the young people are lively."

Zhou Huaishan also joined in the fun.

"Haha, I don't care."

Old Wu smiled. Although he didn't know how much alcohol Tang Luo had, he knew that with Tang Luo's intelligence, how could he not be able to see it!

Since he saw that Tang Luo still refused everyone, it means he is sure not to suffer any losses!

You know, since they met, he has never seen this kid suffer a loss!

"Junior Brother Tang has a good drinker, seven or eight glasses of wine... One cup after another, it's not interesting. I'll toast you two, so we have good things together, how about it?"

A beard came over and said with a smile.

"Senior Brother Chen wants to get me drunk?"

Tang Luo looked at the beard and smiled deliberately.

"No, I just have a drink with you."

The bearded shaking his head.

"Okay, then good things will be together!"

Tang Luo nodded.

Seeing Tang Luo agreeing, his bearded smiled.

The people on both tables also showed a look of watching the fun.

This bearded Lao Chen is generally recognized as having a high alcohol tolerance. It is okay for two pounds of white wine to be carved!

"Xiao Chen has a lot of alcohol."

Even the older generation knows how much bearded drinkers can drink.

"Come on, Junior Brother Tang, let's have a drink."

The bearded man said, pouring two glasses of wine.

"good."

Tang Luo and the bearded man clinked their glasses, fucked two drinks in a row, and then used internal energy to push the alcohol upwards, making his face even redder.

"hehe."

Seeing that Tang Luo was like this, the bearded smiled. He should be about to fall down, right?

In order not to offend Mr. Wu, he felt that he had gotten his beloved disciple drunk, and his bearded never drank with Tang Luo again. Anyway, the two tables had not finished drinking, and after they finished drinking, this guy must have been drunk under the table.

As soon as the bearded man returned, someone came over again.

Tang Luo also refused everyone, even if he drank slightly, he was not afraid at all.

Soon, except Kang Tian, ​​two tables of people drank with Tang Luo one by one.

They were shocked when they looked at Tang Luo who was still standing there, and they were not drunk yet?

This alcohol content...is OK!

The bearded man was also a little surprised. He just felt that Tang Luo had only three cups at most, but he didn't expect that he would hold on for so long.

Not only them, but even Mr. Wu and others were secretly surprised.

"Lao Wu, Xiao Tang is OK to drink."

"Yeah, I really didn't see it... Brother Wu, where did you find the monster? You have such a high talent in carving, you can still fight, and you can drink so much!"

Mao Yian said to Mr. Wu.

"Is there anything like this? Let me introduce it."

"Haha, this is only one."

Old Wu chuckled.

"Old Chen, come on, hurry up and fuck him down."
To be continued...