My Lustful Aunt | Chapter 1342 A Clash of Pure Strength

Before, with her inner energy protecting her, it wasn't a problem. But now that her inner energy had leaked out, Green Snake felt waves of heat constantly assaulting her entire body.

She felt incredibly uncomfortable. Eighty-five proof liquor—she couldn't handle that kind of drinking. After barely managing to finish one bottle, her face was completely red, and she was now swaying unsteadily, already somewhat drunk.

But the most unbearable thing was the churning alcohol fumes within her body, the waves of heat making her feel as if she were in a hot oven. She was almost on the verge of collapse.

With a 'rip,' Green Snake suddenly tore a corner off her tight-fitting vest, revealing her fair skin. The Ninth Column members' eyes lit up with astonishment, but when they looked at Green Snake again, their gazes were glazed, and they clearly didn't intend to stop.

What was she doing? Was she doing a striptease? Although Qing She wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, her small figure and slender waist were still curvaceous and alluring. For a moment, all the men in the Ninth Column stared at her, practically begging her to strip them naked.

"Qing She, stop!"

A cold, sharp shout rang out, jolting Qing She, who was on the verge of going berserk.

Despite her dazed state, this voice, deeply ingrained in her bones, instantly brought her back to her senses, and her hands, which had been tearing at her clothes, unconsciously stopped.

"Finish the rest of the wine, then use your inner energy to resist the effects of the alcohol!"

Yan Wuque coldly ordered. His voice wasn't loud, but to Qing She, it was like a bolt from the blue.

She was already in this state, yet her captain still wanted her to drink more?

Seeing the captain's resolute expression and Liu Qin's disdainful gaze, Qing She gritted her teeth and, just as Yan Wuque had said, finished the remaining bottle of wine in one go.

It was the captain's order, and even if it cost her her life, she wouldn't disobey.

This time, Qing She felt like fire blades were surging wildly within her body; she couldn't even feel her own existence anymore. The wine was too strong. She truly admired the captain; he had actually downed four large bottles and was still unharmed.

Her cultivation was naturally inferior to the captain's and Tie Xiong's, and she couldn't tear off her clothes to cool off like Tie Xiong.

Therefore, she could only immediately sit up, close her eyes, and silently circulate her internal energy. She tried her best to control herself; although her power was limited, it would at least help her counteract some of the intoxication.

Qing She's current posture was quite unseemly, but she didn't care about that in order to avoid getting drunk immediately.

Yan Wuque coldly watched Qing She's appearance, his eyes almost spitting fire.

So far today, not only has he not gained any advantage, but he's been chased and beaten by Ye Fan and his men, leaving him completely battered and bruised, utterly powerless to

fight back. The Green Snake's current state is quite humiliating, and Yan Wuque would never do such a thing.

Even if he were to pass out drunk on the spot, he would never back down in front of Ye Fan. This is the difference between men and women; sometimes, a man's dignity is even more important than his life.

"Young Master Yan, it seems your men aren't very good? Still want to compete?"

Ye Fan chuckled, looking at the silent Yan Wuque.

"Compete? Why not?" Yan Wuque retorted. "To liven things up, how about we add some stakes?"

Ye Fan laughed. Was Yan Wuque desperate to win back his losses?

But since they'd already made their move, he couldn't back down, could he?

"How does Young Master Yan want to play?"

"Gambling with dice is too tasteless. How about a martial arts drinking contest?" Yan Wuque looked at Ye Fan with a provocative gaze.

Ye Fan chuckled. Gambling on dice was tasteless? He'd never heard that before. If Yan Wuque hadn't lost two rounds to him, would he have said something like that?

"How's the martial arts competition? Young Master Yan, tell me." Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, wanting to see what tricks Yan Wuque was up to.

"It's simple. We each choose one person. The most direct method is that you punch me once, I punch you once, using all my strength. The number of steps they take backward determines the number of bottles of wine they drink. One step equals one bottle. How about it? Young Master Ye, you've never played this before, have you? Exciting, right? Dare to play?"

Yan Wuque seemed afraid Ye Fan wouldn't take the challenge, so he deliberately provoked him.

A glint of wit flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. This game was indeed thrilling; it was pure suicide. It seemed Yan Wuque was eager to get revenge, willing to let his men take a few more punches.

"So, if someone refuses to back down an inch, then there's no need to drink?"

Ye Fan's eyes crinkled with amusement. This bet sounded novel, but he wasn't afraid. His Cloud-Dispelling Fist and Thousand-Pound Drop techniques were already at a high level; he was confident he could defeat Yan Wuque even if he himself took action.

"Exactly. But these are just children's games. I think Ye Shao and I shouldn't participate. Let's just drink and leave some opportunities for the younger generation. What do you think, Ye Shao?"

Yan Wuque spoke with an air of superiority, looking at Ye Fan with a half-smile.

"Oh? Young Master Yan has such refined tastes? Then I'll have to risk my life to keep you company." Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Yan Wuque. He had already drunk four bottles of wine, and Yan Wuque didn't care. Why would Ye Fan be afraid of him?

Besides himself, only Fatty and Liu Qin remained on his side. This method of fighting was clearly unsuitable for Liu Qin, so only Fatty could step in…

Ye Fan looked at Fatty with a smile. Fortunately, this little fat guy had thick skin and should be able to withstand a beating…

Fatty felt uncomfortable under Ye Fan's gaze. He cursed inwardly, “This Yan Wuque actually came up with such a dirty trick; he's clearly targeting me!”

However, now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to accept it. He threw down the chicken leg in his hand and said, “Alright, such an exciting competition, I, Fatty, will go first.”

Yan Wuque saw that Ye Fan had indeed fallen for his trick and sneered inwardly. This time, it was a pure clash of strength; would Ye Fan really die at his hands?

After the fat man finished speaking, Yan Wuque gestured towards Tie Xiong. Tie Xiong was seething with anger, and upon seeing the captain's signal, he stood up without saying a word, his eyes blazing with fury as he stared at the fat man.

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