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"Glug! Glug!"

Ye Fan didn't hesitate either, he took the glass and downed the strong liquor in one gulp.

After finishing the drink in one go, Ye Fan wiped the corner of his mouth and said with vigor, "This is indeed the world's strongest vodka, great stuff, truly great stuff!"

"You finished it all?" Kong Haodong was utterly shocked.

The glass Gao Lan handed over wasn't particularly large, roughly equivalent to a disposable cup. When filled with the strong drink, it would contain about 100 milliliters, and a bottle would yield at most four such glasses.

Normally, the first drink would be sipped slowly. Who could have anticipated that Ye Fan, this fool, would actually down a full glass in one go?

At this moment, Kong Haodong's eyes widened, seeing Ye Fan's behavior as nothing short of that of a brute.

After finishing the strong drink, Ye Fan looked astonished and said, "Young Master Kong, what are you doing? Aren't we drinking here? Why aren't you drinking? Just moments ago, Young Master Kong, you kept saying that you wanted to drink heartily with me, so why the hesitation now? Tell me, Young Master Kong, do you look down on me?"

"How could that be! Drink up, I'll drink now!" Kong Haodong forced a smile.

At the same time, Kong Haodong was secretly thrilled.

Ye Fan, your recklessness works for me. Drink quickly, get drunk quickly, then wait for Brother Gou's men to arrive. At that time, I'll see how you'll die.

"Glug!"

With that said, Kong Haodong took the glass and had a swallow.

Puh-choo!

A swig of vodka and the intense alcohol taste made Kong Haodong spurt it out.

"Holy shit! Why is this drink so strong?" Kong Haodong exclaimed in shock.

On regular days, the strongest alcohol he consumed was 60% ABV, but he hadn't expected this 96% ABV vodka to be so ferocious, making it hard for even a regular drinker like him to handle.

With feigned surprise, Ye Fan said, "Young Master Kong, why did you spit it out? Are you looking down on me? If you are looking down on me, I won't drink anymore today! I've finished mine, but you spit yours out, that's so boring!"

"Ye Fan, don't be hasty, I just choked for a second. Drink up, I'll drink now!" Kong Haodong took a deep breath and glug, glug, glug, downed all the vodka in the glass.

While drinking, Kong Haodong was horrified. How did Ye Fan manage to drink such a strong liquor in one go?

Could it be that Ye Fan didn't find this drink irritating at all?

Seeing Kong Haodong down the vodka in one gulp, Ye Fan chuckled with a heh-heh, "That's more like it! Young Master Kong really can hold his alcohol. Come on, let's have another round!"

While speaking, Ye Fan picked up the vodka and filled the glass again.

"Come on, I'm so happy to hear that Young Master Kong wants to turn over a new leaf. To Young Master Kong's reform, let's have another one!" Ye Fan lifted his glass and said excitedly.

"Another one?"

Seeing that Ye Fan intended to drink again, Kong Haodong was completely flabbergasted.

Oh God!

Is this me trying to get you drunk, or are you trying to get me drunk?

There's no denying it, this vodka is incredibly potent. One glass down, and Kong Haodong was already finding it tough to cope.

If it were ordinary liquor, Kong Haodong could drink three or five glasses in one breath with no issue, but this vodka was just too intense; its aftereffects too fierce. He felt himself getting tipsy already.

Ye Fan, holding the glass, said, "What's the matter? Young Master Kong, you can't handle even a single glass of strong liquor? That can't be right! That first glass I downed was just to moisten my throat. Tonight I wanted to drink to my heart's content with you, but it looks like Young Master Kong isn't planning to give me that satisfaction!"

"Of course not! Just give me a moment, let me catch my breath!" Kong Haodong replied.

Ye Fan turned to the waiter and said, "Come on, get Young Master Kong a plate of peanuts!"

"I'm sorry sir, we are a Western restaurant and do not serve peanuts!" the waiter stepped forward and apologized.@@novelbin@@

Pointing at Kong Haodong, Ye Fan said, "Do you know who Young Master Kong is? His father is a super high-ranking official in Central Plains's education sector. Just make a call to your kitchen, if you don't serve a plate of peanuts today, Young Master Kong could make one phone call and shut down Junyuelai Western Restaurant!"

"Ye Fan, you mustn't spread rumors like that!" Upon hearing this, Kong Haodong's eyelids twitched wildly.

His father had a high and powerful position in education, but the behind-the-scenes owner of Junyuelai Western Restaurant was no ordinary person either, and Kong Haodong didn't want to offend the owner behind Junyuelai.

Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "Young Master Kong, you're too modest. I'm quite clear about the strength of the Kong Family. Just a word from you, Young Master Kong, and you could shut down your restaurant without any issue. What are you waiting for? Hurry up and tell your chef to serve us some peanuts! Tonight, we're not going home until we're drunk!"

"This…" The server was dumbfounded.

Gao Lan, the lobby manager, noticed the scene and hurried over with a smile, "Young Master Kong, do you need some peanuts?"

"Let's have some!" Kong Haodong hesitated but still nodded.

Drinking without munching on some peanuts—who could withstand that!

Gao Lan smiled and said, "Alright, I'll get that arranged!"

She walked towards the kitchen and in less than three minutes, a hot plate of fried peanuts was brought out.

"Come on, Young Master Kong, have some peanuts and let's drink some more," Ye Fan urged.

"What the hell…"

Seeing how proactive Ye Fan was, Kong Haodong was utterly bewildered.

At this very moment, Kong Haodong felt like he wasn't the one pouring the drinks, but rather, the one being poured on.

He used to think he was quite the rascal, but comparing himself to Ye Fan's recent behavior, the biggest rascal was definitely Ye Fan.

Ye Fan urged, "Young Master Kong, stop dawdling, hurry up and drink!"

"Alright, let's drink!"

Kong Haodong gritted his teeth, picked up some peanuts with chopsticks, and then braced himself to lift his cup once again.

"That's more like it, Young Master Kong. Here, bottoms up!" Ye Fan laughed heartily.

Glug! Glug!

Having said that, Ye Fan downed the whole cup of strong liquor in a few gulps.

"Holy shit! Are you kidding me?"

Seeing Ye Fan finish off another cup of strong liquor, Kong Haodong was almost bug-eyed with shock.

He hadn't gotten over having one shot of vodka, and here was Ye Fan, not playing by the usual rules at all, downing the second cup in one go.

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After finishing the strong drink, Ye Fan declared generously, "Good liquor, truly good liquor! Young Master Kong, don't space out, hurry up and drink! After we finish, let's move on to the third cup!"

"Screw it, I'll fight!" Kong Haodong clenched his teeth and took a big gulp from his cup.

Tonight, his most beloved woman, Tang Shishi, was present. He had already been cleaned out by Ye Fan several times before, losing all face in front of Tang Shishi.

If he couldn't outdrink Ye Fan tonight, how could he face Tang Shishi in the future?

Tang Shishi watched, her heart pounding. She didn't know how to interject, and she could only hand a tissue to Ye Fan.

"Don't worry!"

Accepting the tissue, Ye Fan smiled gently at Tang Shishi.

After wiping the corner of his mouth, Ye Fan looked straight at Kong Haodong, his inner mockery running rampant.

How could he not know that Kong Haodong wanted to get him drunk and then take advantage of the situation? Kong Haodong had played a fine game indeed, only he had underestimated Ye Fan.

As the Junior Pavilion Master of Medicine God Pavilion, having taken countless Heaven and Earth Treasures and been fortified by numerous herbs since his youth, Ye Fan had not only developed copper skin and iron bones but also became completely immune to all poisons.

Even if he were drinking poison instead of strong liquor, Ye Fan would have nothing to fear.

For ordinary people, high alcohol content is especially harmful to the body, but for Ye Fan, drinking this vodka was no different from drinking plain water—no reaction at all.

In plain language, Ye Fan was immune to alcohol. No matter how much he drank, it wouldn't harm him in the slightest.

At this moment, Ye Fan had made up his mind: if Kong Haodong wanted to mess with him tonight, he would turn the tables on him instead and take the upper hand.