God level counter attack system

To the restroom?

Hear this.

Not only Feng Xiuqi, but everyone was stunned.

No one expected that this Peng Ye would actually make such a request at this time.

"You kid, don't you want to sneak away?"

A young man standing beside Feifei put his arm around Feifei's slender waist, held a wine glass in the other, and said in a strange way.

When he said this, these rich second generations all cast suspicious glances at Peng Ye.

As if he was really going to sneak away.

"Peng Ye, you don't need to run. With me here, if you don't want to drink, no one will dare to force you."

Xu Ziwei also whispered to Peng Ye.

The dizzy Peng Ye suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

He said to Feng Xiuqi: "Don't worry, young master, I promise you everything. If I tell you to drink with you, I will definitely drink you up! Now I just go to the toilet to clean up my stomach. You don't have to be so nervous."

While talking, Peng Ye walked towards the door of the box.

He opened the door of the box and walked around the corridor, but couldn't find the toilet.

In desperation, Peng Ye had the cheek to ask the waiter for help.

"That...beauty, may I ask where is your toilet?"

The beautiful waiter in overalls just watched Peng Ye come out of the most luxurious imperial box.

You know, the consumption in this box is definitely either rich or expensive. Does anyone know that the emperor box has its own toilet?
She looked Peng Ye up and down, and saw that the boy was dressed in ordinary clothes, and she understood it in her heart immediately.

This must be a poor dick who comes to eat, drink, and play with rich friends.

However, for some reason, the waitress couldn't put on that snobbish face in front of Peng Ye.

Although she really wanted to talk to Peng Ye with a cold face, as soon as she spoke, she found that the muscles on her face seemed to be completely out of her control.

"Hi sir, there is a toilet in your imperial box."

The waitress said to Peng Ye with a bright smile.

"Oh? Really! Thank you then."

Peng Ye suddenly realized, and felt extremely regretful in his heart.

It's over, and this time the rich second generation must think that they are running away.

But after thinking about it, Peng Ye turned back and returned to the box, and then plunged into the bathroom inside the box under the surprised and contemptuous eyes of everyone.

"Damn, this embarrassment is really thrown at grandma's house."

In the toilet, Peng Ye said angrily to the mirror.

After he finished speaking, he reached into his pocket and groped for a while, and finally he carefully took out a shiny black pill from his pocket.

This pill was exactly the hangover pill that he had exchanged from the "God-level Counterattack System" just in case.

Peng Ye pinched the hangover pill with two fingers and looked at it carefully.

This little black pill, even a little smooth and shiny, does not seem to be much different from ordinary Chinese patent medicines.

Peng Ye put the pill up to his nose and sniffed hard twice, but he didn't smell the slightest smell.

He couldn't help hesitating, and said to himself, "Huh? That's strange. In those novels and movies, isn't it said that panacea is often accompanied by a strange medicinal fragrance?"

Why does this little hangover pill have no taste at all.

Is it possible that I exchanged for counterfeit medicine and was cheated of counterattack value by a liar?

If it is really a counterfeit medicine, I don’t know if they support the counterfeit one and pay ten!
Just as Peng Ye's thoughts were spinning rapidly, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the toilet.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!thump...

"what?"

Peng Ye was dissatisfied that his thoughts were interrupted, and he yelled at the door impatiently.

"I said, did you fall into the toilet? Haven't come out for so long? If you are scared, come out and tell me what kind of man you are hiding in the toilet!"

There was also a man's unceremonious voice from outside the toilet.

Peng Ye responded without hesitation: "Afraid? I have nothing to be afraid of. It's you who should be afraid!"

After speaking, Peng Ye looked at the inexplicable black pill in his hand, gritted his teeth, and it took a while before he seemed to have truly made up his mind.

"Jiejiu pill, hangover pill, Lao Peng, my fame in this life depends entirely on you!"

After Peng Ye finished speaking, he threw the little hangover pill in his hand into his mouth, and swallowed it without saying a word.

It was less than a minute after Peng Ye swallowed this little hangover pill.

Peng Ye suddenly felt a warm current surge in his abdomen.

This warm current was like a spring breeze, born from his dantian, and then flowed to his limbs along his meridians in the blink of an eye.

And as the last wave of heat rushed into Peng Ye's brain, his whole body instantly woke up.

The spirit of the bottle of foreign wine just now completely dissipated at this moment.

"I didn't expect this little hangover pill to be so effective!"

Sensing the change in his physical condition, Peng Ye was overjoyed.

He was immediately full of confidence in himself.

Opening the toilet door, everyone's eyes fell on Peng Ye.

Feng Xiuqi said even more eccentrically:
"For so long, we thought you were going to give up!"

"Actually, it would be a wise choice for you to give up."

Although Peng Ye was very excited at the moment, the expression on his face was very, very calm.

He walked to Xu Ziwei's side, looking at the other person's pretty face full of worries and worried eyes, Peng Ye felt as if his heart was about to melt.

"Don't worry, wrap it on me."

While speaking, Peng Ye gently took Xu Ziwei into his arms.

"kindness."

Xu Ziwei was stunned by Peng Ye's sudden action, she fell limply into Peng Ye's arms as if she had been drugged.

She knew it was not good to do this in front of everyone, and tried to struggle out of his arms several times, but failed every time.

"Little bastard, let go of Wei Wei!"

Feng Xiuqi was almost blown away by the scene in front of him.

His face was full of anger, and he growled at Peng Ye in a low voice: "You better let go, or I will make you regret what you have done now later."

Peng Ye smiled at Feng Xiuqi, this is what he wanted.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's get started!"

Before Peng Ye finished speaking, he picked up a bottle of wine on the table, opened it, poured himself a glass, and drank it down.

He repeated this action a total of three times before stopping.

The battle has already begun.

Seeing that Peng Ye drank the three glasses of wine in one go, Feng Xiuqi was unambiguous. He picked up the wine glass in his hand, raised his neck, and poured the same big glass of red wine into his stomach.

Feng Xiuqi drank it, and the rich second generations who were with him also drank up the wine in their hands one by one.

"Okay!" Then he said: "You really deserve to be Young Master Feng, you are really bold."

Feng Xiuqi was in a fit of anger right now, so he didn't care about Peng Ye's compliment.

He gave Peng Ye a cold look, and then said, "Hmph, what is this? We have one cup, you three cups. The fun is yet to come!"

Peng Ye nodded approvingly, and then said: "Young Master Feng is right, this is a good show, he is still to come!"

After finishing speaking, Peng Ye didn't stay any longer, he drank the wine bottle in one hand and the wine glass in the other, and drank three more glasses of wine in an instant.

Seeing that Peng Ye drank three more glasses of wine and looked like nothing happened, Feng Xiuqi couldn't help but sneered in his heart.

"Pretend, you pretend to me again! Let's see how long you can pretend."

Thinking in this way, Feng Xiuqi played tricks on his brothers. Most of the people who came to celebrate his birthday this time were very good friends and brothers who played together.

Although they are still far from a tacit understanding with each other, it is not once or twice that they get together.

Let's take for example not long ago, a blind second-generation rich man competed with Feng Xiuqi's brother Jiao Zhenghao, and Wu Hao suffered a big loss in the process.

In the end, it was Feng Xiuqi who led the gang of rich second generations, dragged him to a strange place, and drank him three bottles of white wine and ten bottles of beer, as well as red wine and foreign wine.

Just take that little rich second generation to the hospital, and you can't live or die.