"You die and go to hell, I die and go to heaven. That's so miserable. We can't drink together." Eric smiled.

"Get out, you guys will go to hell with me, who will go to heaven if you are serious?" Frank said.

"Hey, I'm just a serious person," Eric said.

"Talk, you can see that the kind of professor who peeks at female students during class..." Frank said.

"You insult my reputation, I want to duel with you..." Eric said.

"It's a duel. I'll tell you a secret. I've seen demons, real demons, and fights with demons. The demons have made me go back to hell. The demons can't beat you. You still want to fight with me..." Frank said. Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he was already confused and his voice was still loud and deafening.

"Hahahaha, have you seen the demon? Then I have also seen Thor." Eric laughed.

"Hey, what I said is true!" Frank shouted when he saw Eric disbelief.

"You two drunkards, you want to be crazy, get out and have fun!" Frank and Eric chatted loudly, which caused a table of people around him. A man in his thirties stood up.

"Our buddy chats, don't care about your affairs. This is a bar, not a cafe. Are you not as good as Zhang Quan? What you drink is not beer or juice?" Frank raised his middle finger.

People who drink wine are brave enough to make people brave. People who drink high are most afraid of losing face in front of everyone. Therefore, there are often fights and fights in bars.

Seeing Frank so provocatively, all three men at this table stood up, and the atmosphere suddenly became confrontation.

"Oh oh!" Seeing that it was about to fight, everyone in the bar surrounded him and gave up space for Frank and others.

"Hey, can you still swing your fists?" Frank looked at Eric.

"I'm not that old yet. I tell you, when I was young, I've never been knocked down in the bar..." Eric stood up staggeringly.

Before Eric could finish his words, the man opposite him punched him and directly hit Eric in the face.

‘Bang…’ Eric was beaten back and took a few steps back, knocking down the table and chairs. The wine spilled all over the floor and the wine glass was broken. Eric held the bar and barely stabilized his body.

"It actually attacked. Your father hadn't taught you how to fight in the bar!" Eric was indeed brave and threw the two people down.

The third person on the other side was about to kick Eric. Frank was behind him and pointed it at the middle of his legs.

"Woooo!" The man covered his lower body and fell directly to the ground, sweating all over his head.

"yu~" The people watching in the bar wanted to see the fight that was fist-to-fist and greeted at the face. Seeing Frank using such a despicable and vulgar trick, they all made a torture voice, shouted and shouted, and their thumbs were upright.

But Frank didn't care about them and called him to the vitals. The other two were beaten and covered their lower bodies.

"Is it okay!" Frank pulled Eric with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Bah! That's OK, what's this injury!" Eric spitted out a mouthful of bloody smear.

"Brothers, we will invite all the wine for the next round!" Frank shouted loudly in the form of a winner.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!" The crowd cheered.

"Hey, you want to invite everyone to drink, is it true?" Eric asked, which cost a lot of money.

"Really, of course it's fake. Let's go." Frank held Eric and the two of them ran out of the bar while they were messing up.

"Hahaha!" The two of them laughed after running out of the bar.

"Tonight is the quickest night I have ever been in the past few months. Frank, I'm sure you are a friend, you are so angry!" Eric said, and suddenly vomited with his hands on the wall.

"You can't do this either. You just vomited as much as you drink." Frank said disgusted.

"I'm not in the state today. I will definitely drink you next time and vomit!" Eric said and vomited again.

Frank accompanied Eric to vomit and helped Eric walk towards his car, intending to go home, but took out the key and did not open the door for a long time.

"Hahaha, you're drinking too much, that's a stone, not a car!" Eric laughed.

"Don't go back today, go to my place..." Eric pulled Frank to where he lived.

The two walked about two streets, and a large RV parked there.

"Open the door, Jane!" Eric shouted.

"Eric, what's wrong with your face?" A beautiful blonde girl, like a model, opened the car door and exclaimed when she saw Eric's appearance.

"Nothing, I met a new friend. We fought with someone at the bar. I killed three of them by myself..." Eric and Frank helped each other get in the car.

"If it weren't for me, you would have been fucked..." Frank and Eric lay on the bed, arguing with each other, and soon fell asleep, with a smell of alcohol in the car.

The girl named Jane looked at the two of them, shook her head, covered her nose and left the RV, and went to the hotel next to her to sleep with her friends for a night.

"Where am I?" Frank woke up and looked at the roof of the RV shed for half a minute. He didn't recover and he drank again.

"Damn it, I'll have a drink, right?" Frank said regretfully.

"Hey, who are you?" Frank felt his chest heavy. When he looked down, he saw a man with a beard and drooling, half of his body was lying on him.

Frank struggled to push Eric away, showing a disgusting expression.

"The smell of vomit and the smell of saliva." Frank picked up the quilt on the bed and wiped it on his body.

"You got up?" Frank got out of the strange car and saw a shed straightened out outside the car. Two girls were sitting there, one reading a book and the other looking at the computer. They looked at Frank who opened the car door together.

Frank glanced at the blonde girl named Jane, looked at the other brunette girl, and then his eyes could not help but locked on the girl.

This girl Zhang is not as beautiful as Jian, but her figure is extremely hot, especially the headlights on her chest, which is simply a spectacle. Frank can tell with his rich experience that it is not a singular, but a natural one.

"Sorry, I like handsome muscular guys, and I don't like lustful middle-aged uncles. I don't have an Oedipus complex." The black-haired girl with big headlights covered her chest and covered her collar and said.

"Uh...sorry." Frank also came to his senses and said a little embarrassedly.

The girl looks about the same age as her daughter, and he was a little old and uncensored just now.

But it’s not a surprise to Frank. Men have eyes that pursue beautiful things, such as seeing big car lights, long-legged stockings, etc. No matter how old they are, they will subconsciously take a few glances.
Chapter completed!