The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Chapter 428 “What’s the matter? Chickened out before we even started?”

Sean withdrew his palm and asked indifferently. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. You startled me! Come!” How could energetic young men like them chicken out from drinking? Particularly at this time with a beautiful woman in front of them. They were even more impulsive and did not care about anything. “I usually don’t drink this though. I usually drink Lafite. “But I want to test Brother Sean’s drinking capacity today.” Wade smiled, unfazed. A 500ml bottle of vodka was nothing to him. “I’ll gargle my mouth first. You can start whenever you like.”

Sean drank from the bottle without another word.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and Sean’s bottle of vodka was already half empty.

Bang! Sean put down the bottle, not flushed nor out of breath. It was as if he had just had drank a few gulps of water.

Herbert and the rest were stunned.

Did he call finishing half a bottle of vodka a gargle?

Bar patrons like them were also experts in drinking.

However, what Sean did shock them. “What the f*ck? He really drank it!”

Herbert did not say anything, but the male classmates around him were already a little flustered.

The more you drank, the more you suffered. They knew their own limits!

all the nonsense?

to admit defeat, so he gritted his

of

stomachs were burning after drinking

“Amazing!”

instantly grabbed a fork to take a bite of the food to

as he picked up the fork, Sean

food. Let’s have

Sean threw his head back and drank

much alcohol? Swoosh! Sean put the bottle down with its mouth down. Sean finished every drop both times. “What

male classmate on Herbert’s right

Herbert gritted his teeth slightly, put down the spoon, held

unbearable. You could easily get drunk if you drank on an empty stomach, and no one could handle drinking vodka so aggressively. Herbert and Wade put their bottles down, feeling a

was unfazed as he smirked. “No, no, no, Brother Sean, I can’t drink anymore. I really can’t drink…” Jay was the first to admit defeat. He grabbed a fork, picked

waved a white flag,

“…I can’t either…”

repeatedly Wade and Herbert looked

at Sean’s nonchalance, they could only

enough drinking

Let’s eat