The God of War
Chapter 336
In such a situation, if you care about your dignity, there is no reason for you to refuse to drink.
Not to mention, Zach was someone who cared about his dignity.
"Hmph! Isn't there only three bowls of whiskey?
"I'll drink!"
Zach walked to the table and reached out to pick up a bowl. However, he felt the pressure from a strong hand. The man could not even break away from that grip.
Only after he lifted his head did he realize Thomas was holding him back.
"Doctor Mayo?"
Thomas softly said, "Sir Quinn, looking at your skin and aura, your heart is not just suffering from a minor ailment. If you usually take care of yourself, you'll be OK. But once you drink alcohol, you're sure to die."
Thomas makes it sound so scary.
It was especially more frightening when spoken by a doctor.
Anthony sneering. "Hey, stop acting. Do you really think I can't say it?"
"You have absolutely no sincerity. Ha ha! Does such a person still want to inherit the position of the head of our family?"
"Well!"
Zach's expression became darker.
Thomas smiled and gently patted Zach's hand to signal for him to remain calm.
Thomas cleared his throat and said, "I will drink these three bowls for Mr. Quinn. You can think of it as an apology I represent Mr. Quinn."
"You?"
Anthony laughs. "Who the hell do you want to atone for my brother's crime?"
Thomas said, "I'm not a big guy, so I'm not important. Why don't we do this? Didn't you say you were a Drunk Fairy who never got drunk? I'll only drink once with you. For every bowl you drink, I will drink three bowls. If you don't stop, I won't stop either.
"When you feel the punishment is enough, we'll stop."
"Does that sound good to you?"
Everyone in the room was shocked. Is he trying to make a fuss here?
It's whiskey, not plain water!
If Anthony drinks one bowl, Thomas must drink three.
Based on that way of drinking, Thomas would die from drinking!
Zach pulls Thomas's sleeve. "Doctor Mayo, you don't have to do this for me,"
Thomas waved his hand and asked Anthony, "What do you think? Do you dare to do it?"
Anthony laughed out loud. "If you are willing to die, I will willingly bury you! Every time I drink one bowl you'll drink three bowls, won't you? Alright, since you insist on killing yourself, I won't hesitate either. But I'll explain something first. If you can't drink later, I'll ask someone to pour it down your throat."
"Don't worry, I can definitely drink."
"Enough talk. Let's do!"
Anthony took a bowl of alcohol and drank it all.
It should be emphasized if Anthony has an outstanding drinking capacity. After he drank a bowl, the color of his skin did not change in the slightest.
Thomas remained calm while filling the bowl completely.
Glucose!
He was so excited that he drank all three bowls of whiskey in just a few seconds.
After Thomas finished drinking, he wiped his lips. His face was not flushed, and he was not breathing heavily.
The guy's fine!
Everyone silently gave a thumbs up. Not only did Doctor Mayo have excellent medical skills, but the man also had a great alcohol capacity.
Anthony nodded. "Good! You're pretty good. You should dare to challenge me. Let's continue!"
He took another bowl of whiskey, and Thomas drank three more.....
Anthony drank one bowl, and Thomas drank three bowls.
The two of them continued to drink, and all the whiskey on the table soon ran out. Someone immediately opened another box, and the two of them no longer wasted any time on useless pleasantries. They raised their heads and drank.
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