Gudonggudong!

The speed at which Nie Fan drank was indeed scary. Five bottles of depth bombs were placed in front of him, and in the time it took him not to smoke a cigarette, he had already drank two or three bottles by himself!

Looking at the others, the one who drank the fastest was only on his second bottle. Compared to Nie Fan, he was really too slow.【】

Not as good as this, Nie Fan, who drank three bottles of depth charges, did not feel drunk at all on his face, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, shining like stars in the night sky.

"MD! This guy is quite good at drinking!"

When the others saw this, they immediately started cursing each other. Nie Fan was indeed drinking fast enough. Five bottles of depth bombs were neither too much nor too little. At least it was impossible for ordinary people to drink like him, not to mention that the depth bomb was a

He grows a famous high-altitude beer, and drinking it like this is just like blowing a bottle of liquor!

"idiot!"

Seeing this scene, the waiter at the bar showed a hint of disdain and ridicule. He glanced in another direction and saw a person looking at him there. He immediately grinned and nodded.

From the waiter's point of view, it is an indisputable fact that Nie Fan is drunk. As long as he waits quietly, this guy will definitely show his ugly face!

The activity of winning 100,000 cash from five bottles of depth bombs is just a cover. These depth bombs are mixed with other alcoholic drinks, so they are more expensive than ordinary depth bombs. It is difficult for ordinary people to drink five bottles of depth bombs without falling down.

, not to mention these drinks that have been secretly tampered with.

Nie Fan didn't know what the waiter was thinking. He was sitting at the bar, drinking depth bombs one after another.

The more he drank, the brighter Nie Fan's eyes became!

The more he drank, the more excited Nie Fan became!

If it weren't for the one hundred thousand yuan, Nie Fan would never drink like this. And he had already tasted the wine mixed with a hint of other flavors, and knew that this was a trap set by the other party. But for Nie Fan,

None of this means anything.

After the fourth bottle, a blush finally appeared on Nie Fan's face, but his eyes were bright and he still didn't look drunk at all.

On the other hand, other people have begun to stagger around and even open their mouths to vomit. They are not on the same level as Nie Fan!

Seeing this scene, Nie Fan wanted to laugh, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

Looking around, I saw a band playing at the center of the ballroom. Isn't the person standing in the middle Ling Feng?

Although Ling Feng was singing hard at this moment, his eyes always stayed on Nie Fan. When he saw Nie Fan challenging the depth bomb for 100,000 yuan, a strong look of disdain immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth, but

When he saw Nie Fan lowering four depth charges in a row and everyone around him was staggering, but he still acted like nothing happened, Ling Feng couldn't sit still.

The activity of exchanging five bottles of depth bombs for 100,000 in cash was an impromptu idea he came up with. He thought he could prank Nie Fan, but he didn't expect that Nie Fan would drink so much.

Even beyond Ling Feng’s imagination!

If Nie Fan really drank five bottles of depth bombs without pouring them down, he would have to pay the 100,000 yuan!

Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Looking at Nie Fan again, he saw a pair of eyes looking towards him intentionally or unintentionally, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was even more unpredictable!

"collapse!"

Looking at Nie Fan's eyes, Ling Feng subconsciously felt a fire in his heart. He exerted force on his hands and broke the guitar strings. Suddenly, the good music disappeared and turned into an unpleasant noise.

"Damn! What the hell! Can it still work?"

"Boy! Get out of here! Change! Change!"

"What the hell! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!"

…

Many guests in the ballroom roared angrily. Ling Feng's outburst made them feel that their interest was disturbed. Their faces were extremely ugly. Ling Feng naturally did not dare to shout with these people. At this moment, he quickly lowered his head and left the stage.

After he stepped down, he didn't expect that the person who came on stage was Zhou Yun!

Seeing Zhou Yun appear on the stage, Nie Fan almost spit out his drink!

No wonder Zhou's mother looked reluctant when Zhou Yun went out. If it were Nie Fan, knowing that his daughter would come to the dance hall to do such a thing, of course she wouldn't be allowed.

It's not that the resident singer is like that, but that a place like the dance hall is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes. Any normal parent would probably not allow his or her children to show up here.

Sure enough, after Zhou Yun replaced Ling Feng, the sound from under the stage immediately became different.

"Hoho? This little sister looks unfamiliar. She's new here, right? I don't know how she sings!"

"Why do you care so much? Even with her appearance, my little sister is much better than that little brat just now!"

"Little sister! Sing well! If you sing well, I will give you a lot of rewards!"

…

As Zhou Yun came on stage, the audience suddenly became filled with smoke. A dozen people who were just watching the excitement and were not afraid of trouble all started shouting, making the already chaotic environment even more chaotic.

Zhou Yun didn't seem to hear this, but there was still a trace of nervousness on Kanqiao's face. She seemed to glance at Nie Fan intentionally or unintentionally, and then started to perform.

As soon as Zhou Yun opened her mouth, the originally chaotic and lively dance hall suddenly became silent.

It’s not that Zhou Yun doesn’t sing well, it’s that she sings so well!

Ling Feng has a hoarse voice, which is more suitable for singing songs with a sense of age, while Zhou Yun's voice is ethereal and pure, and the songs she sings are also very melodious. It is completely different from Ling Feng's style. Appearing in this dance hall at this moment, it is really

It has become a beautiful landscape.

Nie Fan was sitting on the bar, drinking wine and listening to Zhou Yun singing. His eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and he was murmuring in his heart.

It seems that Zhou Yun is indeed very suitable to be a singer. Her voice and singing skills are not bad. If she undergoes systematic training, I believe she may become a popular singer.

Thinking of this, Nie Fan couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

But just as his eyes glanced towards the distance intentionally or unintentionally, his expression suddenly turned cold.

In a dark corner farthest from the stage, a dancer was slowly walking towards the private room on the second floor. At the stairway of the second floor, two big men in black were standing.

The dancer invited her into the private room.

However, Nie Fan's sharp eyes saw the palm of one of the big men slapping the dancer's buttocks hard. The dancer suddenly showed an angry look on her face, but unfortunately she was pushed directly into the private room!

The dancer screamed, but it was too noisy in the dance hall, and the place she was in was very remote, so no one heard her scream.

When the door of the private room was closed, Nie Fan could no longer sit still. He moved his feet and instantly flew up!
Chapter completed!