Seeing that Mo Jun, a woman, had drunk, Aqiang and the others also began to drink.
It must be said that Moutai liquor really is fiery, and its strength—just pouring it straight down—could practically burn someone's throat away.
But to win a bet out of pride, Aqiang and his companions drank vigorously, unrelenting in their efforts. Mo Jun was going hard, and they dared not stop.
They also thought that after a few more drinks, this woman would surely fall.
Yet, after quite a few drinks, she still showed no change of expression, no reaction at all.
A sense of unease suddenly overtook Aqiang and his men, and then with a thud, one of his subordinates fell to the ground.
Aqiang cursed, "Useless trash!"
Mo Jun coldly said, "Don't worry, I only win when all of you have fallen. Continue!"
Aqiang: "..."
This woman, she seemed rather formidable…
But Aqiang wasn't afraid of her, he simply refused to believe that he'd lose to a woman! She was as good as dead!