For just a moment, Zhang Hua watched two of his men go down, then glanced at Qin Tian and pursed his lips, "Alright, three glasses it is. Come on, everyone, raise your glasses and drink three in a row!"
Zhang Hua was well aware of his subordinates' alcohol tolerance. After seven bottles of beer, now with three consecutive shots of liquor, these two young men were likely to throw up.
But now that Qin Tian had thrown down the gauntlet right at his doorstep, Zhang Hua could no longer concern himself with his two subordinates.
He believed that Qin Tian had proposed this challenge because he couldn't handle three drinks, and now, he was ready for a "do or die" situation. If his men had to throw up, they'd do it alongside Qin Tian—embarrassment be damned!
No matter what, in front of Wang Xiaobing, Zhang Hua had to make Qin Tian drink until he vomited!
So, Zhang Hua steeled his heart and had his two men drink with Qin Tian.