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17. The message is wrong

There is a large carved wooden table in front of the dirty Mexican hotel, with dali chrysanthemum patterns on the table, and Li Du sat on one side, with rows of small wine glasses in front of him, opposite a dizzy white man.

Around them, hundreds of people gathered in a circle with different expressions.

"Another cup." Li Du said calmly.

A Mexican young man next to him stuck out his tongue, took out a new wine glass and poured some white water-like liquid into it, then showed a respectful expression on his face, and slowly pushed it to Li Du.

Picking up the wine glass, Li Du poured it into her mouth expressionlessly, then subconsciously frowned and yelled, saying, "Good wine! Schete! Tequila is so good!"

Seeing this scene, the onlookers took a deep breath:

"Hiss, where did this guy come from? The alcohol tolerance is amazing!"

"Fake, is he actually drinking langdu agave? I vomited after drinking two drinks last time!"

"Lucas is going to fall into trouble today. Fortunately, they are just gambled on checkout. If they had not abolished the slave bill before and sold themselves as slaves, this idiot would have become a slave!"

The Mexican youth poured another cup and pushed it in front of the strong man: "Lucas, it's your turn."

A row of wine glasses were also placed in front of the strong man Lucas. His face was flushed, his body was full of alcohol, his eyes were blurred and his body was shaking. This was a sign of drunkenness.

Seeing the wine glass in front of him, he sniffed, picked up the glass with trembling hands, gritted his teeth, and poured the wine into his mouth.

"Okay!" "Beautiful job!" "Cool!" "It's a tough guy Lucas!"

The strong man could no longer bear it. The wine flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and the clothes on his chest were even more moist and the smell of alcohol was strong.

Li Du waved to the young man, and another glass of tequila, frowned and angrily drank the glass of wine.

Alcohol enters the stomach and is quickly converted into energy to absorb it. Just like before, alcohol does not enter the blood and play a role before he relieves fatigue.

However, Tequila is worthy of Mexico's number one spirit. This thing is extremely irritating. When Li Du drank it in her mouth, it felt like she had a knife.

He frowned and was not pretending to behave, but was really suffering when drinking.

Fortunately, Lucas suffered even more than he did. They had drunk more than twenty glasses of tequila, more than two thousand milliliters. Normal people would have been defeated by alcohol.

Applause, whistle sounded, and the sound of cell phones snapping. Li Du’s courage at the wine table amazes the group.

Now no one underestimates him because of his skin color.

It was Lucas' turn again. He picked up the wine glass with trembling hands, as if holding a heavy hammer, and his wrist was trembling violently.

"Don't do it Lucas!"

"You are a tough guy!"

"Let the country bumpkins in Flagstaff see how great you are!"

Lucas swallowed in difficulty, closed his eyes and poured the wine into his mouth.

At this time, he couldn't drink it at all. The corners of his mouth were leaking, and the wine in his mouth dripped out.

Hans next to him smiled maliciously and suddenly vomited at him: "Voeah, wow!"

Lucas couldn't help it now, just like a person with a diaper encountered the sound of running water. He lay on the table and spoke like a fountain, spitting out wine!

The Mexican boss of the hotel came over and said, "Hans' Chinese guy won, Lucas lost, and the money for this meal will be paid by him!"

Li Du raised his hand and said, "Don't be anxious, it's not over yet."

The Mexican boss's face darkened: "Man, he's already vomiting and dizzy. Do you want to kill him?"

Li Du said: "No, our bet is that the loser pays for this meal. Now the meal is not over yet. Boss Fu, order the food!"

"Hiss!" The sound of gasping sounded continuously, just like someone's tire was deflated.

"Two servings of enchiladas, tamales, jalapeno roast pork chops, and your treasured jade tequila, take it out and we'll order these first." Hans laughed.

The Mexican boss frowned and said, "Do you know the price of Emerald Agave?"

"What if he doesn't matter, there are people paying the bill anyway. Of course, if you Mexicans can't afford to lose, then we're already full." Hans said indifferently.

The onlookers booed, and some people said, "Can't you afford to lose?"

The Mexican boss glared at Hans fiercely and nodded to the young waiter. Soon, a bottle of light green wine and a lot of delicious food were delivered.

Several Mexican men sat around with gloomy faces, waiting for Hans and the others to come and start working. This bet is similar to a buffet. Those who win can indeed continue to eat and drink, but they cannot be left.

Li Du was voracious, the Mexican food here was very authentic, and he was very happy: "Two more!"

"Shete, is this the final scene of the super big eater?!" More and more people were watching the fun.

"Lucas is so miserable now." Someone said pity.

Some people also disagree: "How much money can a meal be just?"

"These dishes cost hundreds of dollars, four of them. I don't know how much the Langdu Tequila in front costs. That bottle of jade agave is a top-quality agave that costs 1,200 yuan!"

Li Du took the best tequila as tea, and when she choked, she raised it and poured it down.

Hans felt very distressed and grabbed his hand and said, "People leave some for me!"

After eating four fine dishes, Li Du stood up with burps in satisfaction. At this point, the Mexican boss had already looked bleak.

He is Lucas' cousin. He originally thought that his cousin had a lot of alcohol and won, but he wanted to steal Li Du and Hans a sum of money. Now he has to consider how to get money from Lucas's.

In the admiring eyes of a group of people, Li Du and Hans left.

After getting in the car, Li Du's face changed: "Boss Fu, I'm so happy to play with me as a gun."

He was not stupid. Hans was obviously coming to Lucas, just to use his hand to teach this guy a lesson.

Hans said: "OK, I apologize first. I do have a grudge against Lucas, this damn mad bull. But, man, I am not just using you to take revenge, but trying to cut off my opponent. Lucas is one of the most connected treasure pickers here."

The auction of the Cactus Storage Company was held the day after tomorrow, and Lucas was almost alcohol-intoxicated, so he could not go to work for at least a week.

"I've inquired about it. Lucas recently had contact with a warehouse manager for Cactus. If anyone knows the best of Yamaha's warehouse, it must be this bastard!"

Li Du looked at Hans, who raised his hand: "Swear by my career, there is no false statement!"

"Hmph!" Mr. Li sneered.

"Well, I swear with my love for Hannah, and I will never be vain!"

In this way, Li Du believed his words.

Back at the hotel, he fell asleep and woke up early the next morning, thanks to the energy provided by the alcohol and food yesterday.

Time is tight, and they go to the cactus storage company again. Li Du released the little insect and quickly shuttled through the remaining six warehouses. He was almost exhausted and fainted, but he still didn't find the Yamaha motorcycle!

He found the drum set mentioned on the phone, a very brand new row of musical instruments, and there was a burgundy grand piano in the warehouse next door.

Both of these things are very valuable, and they are also the most valuable in these eleven warehouses he has seen.

But he never noticed Yamaha motorcycles!
Chapter completed!
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