Chapter 339 - Tiger Combo!

Zhou Yu had a bitter smile on his face.

It seemed this girl had brought him along just to use him as a tool.

Seeing Zhao Fei’er agree so readily, Bei Ling let out a big laugh.

“Good,”

“Straightforward.”

After saying this, he too downed his drink in one gulp.

After finishing his drink, he looked towards Zhou Yu.

“Fei’er, who is this?”

Unconsciously, Bei Ling’s way of referring to Zhao Fei’er had become more affectionate, but because Zhao Fei’er had just finished a drink, she didn’t notice this amidst the alcohol’s stimulation.

Zhao Fei’er, with her arm hooked through Zhou Yu’s, laughed and said:

“He’s my boyfriend.”

Xiaxia quickly added from the side:

“Young Master Ling, Fei’er didn’t have a boyfriend yesterday, oh!”

Upon hearing this, Bei Ling instantly understood.

He looked at Zhou Yu with a smile that was not quite a smile.

“So, he’s the ‘newly acquired’ boyfriend, huh.”

“Come on, let’s have a couple of drinks.”

As he spoke, Bei Ling picked up two 800ml bottles of alcohol and set them in front of Zhou Yu.

Seeing the two large bottles, Zhao Fei’er quickly tried to refuse:

“That’s too much, my boyfriend can’t drink alcohol.”

Bei Ling laughed:

“Fei’er, you can drink so much, surely your boyfriend can’t be worse than you.”

“If he’s worse than you, then what right does he have to be your boyfriend?”

Xiaxia continued to flatter:

“Yeah, yeah.”

She turned her head to look at Zhou Yu.

“I’m telling you, Young Master Ling has tremendous clout in the provincial capital.

If you could be brothers with Young Master Ling, then you could walk sideways in the provincial capital from now on.”

Zhou Yu looked indifferently at this Xiaxia.

This woman, although pretty and innocent-looking, was full of malice inside.

And who knows, she might even be having an affair with this Bei Ling.

Zhao Fei’er was naive and probably hadn’t noticed her best friend’s hidden malice.

However, her sense of caution was quite strong; she had remembered to remind him to take her home before drinking.

Zhou Yu smiled faintly.

“Is that so?”

“If that’s the case, then I’d better have a drink.”

“However, these two bottles, they don’t seem enough.

Surely, the great Young Master Ling isn’t so stingy as to only offer two bottles when inviting someone for a drink.”

Upon hearing this, Bei Ling’s eyebrows raised.

This kid was challenging him.

A dangerous smile appeared in Bei Ling’s eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Fei’er quickly intervened.

“Zhou Yu, have you lost your mind?

You’re not allowed to drink tonight.

If you get drunk, what am I going to do?”

Zhou Yu smiled and winked at Zhao Fei’er.

“You think drinking a few bottles will get me drunk?”

Zhao Fei’er suddenly remembered, Zhou Yu was a martial artist.

With this in mind, her tense nerves relaxed a little.

At that moment, Bei Ling waved his hand.

“Bring me two servings of the ‘108 Tiger Combo’.”

Soon, the waiter brought over two platters over a meter long.

On each platter were 108 cups of specially mixed strong alcohol, each cup about the size of a disposable paper cup.

After the waiter set the alcohol in front of them, he turned to Young Master Ling and said:

“Young Master Ling, shall we start?”

Bei Ling glanced at Zhou Yu and said with a sinister smile:

“Light it up.”

The attendant took out a flamethrower.

Whoosh!

In an instant, a flame erupted, and streaks of blue fire danced atop the 108 cups.

The scene was incredibly startling.

“Please go ahead,” Bei Ling said to Zhou Yu with a smile.

After speaking, he picked up a cup of the flaming liquor and drank it down in one gulp.

The people around him shouted excitedly.

“I’ve heard that Young Master Ling is the only one who can drink more than half of the ‘Tiger Fighting Set’.”

“Seeing it with my own eyes today is just too awesome.”

“Yeah, that kid over there doesn’t look like he’s seen anything like this before; he’s done for, haha.

If you can’t drink more than ten cups, it’s said that the flame will keep burning inside your body, tsk tsk, that outcome…”

Bei Ling drank one cup after another, and in the blink of an eye, ten cups were down.

He put down his glass and let out a long howl to the sky:

“Exhilarating!”

Immediately, another wave of frenzied cheering erupted around them.

Then he looked towards Zhou Yu.

“What’s the matter?

Are you afraid to drink?”

Zhou Yu smiled faintly.

Amidst the goading cheers from the crowd, he began to drink.

One cup after another.

In the blink of an eye, ten cups went down, and Zhou Yu showed no signs of flush or unease, seemingly as if he were drinking water.

The boisterous noise around him gradually quieted down.

Everyone was shocked as they watched Zhou Yu.

In less than five minutes, all 108 cups were emptied by Zhou Yu.

After placing down the last cup, Zhou Yu looked towards Bei Ling.

“Your turn.”

Bei Ling felt a twitch at the corner of his eye.

He never would have imagined that Zhou Yu could drink so much.

Looking at the 98 cups still remaining in front of him, he was well aware that it was an achievement if he could drink half of them.

But now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, if he didn’t drink, he’d lose all face.

Bei Ling forced a smile.

“Brother, there aren’t many people who can earn my admiration in ordinary days, but you’re one of them.

Today, I really made the right choice in befriending you.”

“Come, let’s sit down and have a good chat.”

As he spoke, Bei Ling reached out to pat Zhou Yu on the shoulder.

Zhou Yu raised his hand to brush him off.

“Finish your drink first, then we’ll talk.”

Bei Ling’s expression chilled.

“What?

You’re not giving me face?”

Zhou Yu’s smile was ambiguous.

“Why should I give you face?”

Upon hearing this, a dark flash crossed Bei Ling’s eyes.

Just then, suddenly, a large group of people walked in.

The person at the forefront was actually Hu Zilong.

Hu Zilong had been badly beaten by Zhou Yu for harboring improper designs towards Zhao Fei’er, and in the end, the incident concluded with the Hu Family submitting to Zhou Yu.

Ever since then, Hu Zilong had almost always avoided Zhao Fei’er whenever he saw her.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Hu Zilong appeared.

“Hu Zilong, what do you want to do?”

Bei Ling looked at Hu Zilong with a cold sneer.

Hu Zilong did not notice Zhou Yu, who was facing away from him; his gaze was fixed intently on Bei Ling.

“Mr.

Bei, I don’t care if you harm other girls.”

“But you can’t touch Zhao Fei’er.”

After speaking, he turned to Zhao Fei’er.

“Zhao Fei’er, come with me; he’s poisoned the wine.”