Chapter 191: Agree to be My Dad, and Give Me a Kiss (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_1

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While Bennett Hoffman commands dozens of people who are capable of holding their liquor, drinking was indeed the best bet for Old River and his men. Were they to actually battle? Hoffman was from the elite troops; he could probably wipe out the entire half-assed team on his own.

But alcohol was a different story. The brothers of the second unit could actually give him a run for his money.

"Yves King, is this your solution?" Hoffman's anger flared and he roared habitually: "As a soldier, an ex-soldier at least, have you forgotten your honor in the military? Are you all a bunch of pathetic drunks in the second unit? Competitive drinking, why not throw womanizing into the mix too?"

"If you're willing, sure." Yves replied coolly.

Hoffman's face turned ashen, teetering on the brink of fury, his eyes nearly spewing fire: "Yves King, I am truly disappointed, very disappointed in you."