The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 2318

"F*ck! Young Master Yaleton and Young Master Shawson are so good at
drinking! They've drank five bottles of wine, yet they're still going!"

"Hehe, I think that woman is a better drinker. I've never seen a woman drink so
much!"

"Stop making so much noise. Look, they're about to drink vodka! Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm
afraid these three people will black out after finishing this bottle of vodka when
they've drunk five bottles of red wine earlier.”

"I think so. Vodka is no joke. Red wine only has a little over 10% alcohol after all.
Anyone who can drink can drink a lot of wine, but vodka has at least 40%
alcohol!"

The music in the bar became louder, and the crowd on the dance floor got
crazier. However, most eyes were on Cynthia, Sebastian, and Mike.

They had each drunk five bottles of red wine and were each holding a bottle of
vodka.

"Bottoms up!"

Perhaps because she had been drinking, Cynthia spoke a little more, but only
one sentence.

After saying that, Cynthia threw her head back and began drinking.

The vodka containing 40% alcohol was like plain water to her, but she finished it
in a little more than ten seconds.

Sebastian and Mike could not help gulping, apparently shocked by Cynthia's
aggressiveness.

They had hung out in bars for years and seen plenty of women who could drink,
but they had never seen a woman who could drink five bottles of red wine in a
row and casually finish a bottle of vodka.

Thump!

Cynthia slammed the bottle on the table.

When Sebastian and Mike did not react for a long time, Cynthia looked
disdainful. "You can't drink anymore?

"You cant drink anymore after only drinking so little, yet you dared to have a
drinking battle."

Sebastian and Mike wanted to give up, but the arrogant men could not stand it
when they saw Cynthia's disdain.

Sebastian immediately unscrewed the bottle and said nonchalantly, "Isn't it just a
bottle of vodka? I usually drink this stuff like water!"

"Yeah, who are you to look down on me? If you can drink it, why can't we?"
Mike also said.

Cynthia did not speak but looked at them with disdain.

The two raised their eyebrows and began to drink.

Millie took a sip of watermelon juice as the scorn in her eyes intensified.

Bars seemed fun to her.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

After drinking half a bottle, Mike suddenly coughed so violently that he dropped
the bottle.

Millie said with an odd expression, "Young Master Shawson, you can't drink
anymore?"

"Nonsense! I just drank too fast and choked!"

Mike glanced at Millie, naturally not giving in.

After saying that, he looked up again and put the bottle to his mouth.

The clear vodka trickled down and soon drained.

Sebastian could hold his liquor better than Mike. He could finish a bottle of vodka
without a pause.

"Burp."

Sebastian burped, looked at Cynthia, and said, "Well? I didn't brag, right? This
little liquor is nothing to me!"

"Really? Since we finished a bottle, we can move on to the next bottle."

Cynthia sniggered as she took three more bottles of vodka from the floor and put
them on the table.

Mike had just finished a bottle of vodka, and his expression changed when he
saw another bottle in front of him.

The intense feeling of nausea instantly overwhelmed him, and he almost could
not help turning into a human fountain.