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"Come if you want. Am I afraid of you?"
McAllen sneered, took off his coat, and walked over wearing only a tight vest and short jacket.
He was tall and strong, with a sturdy build. When he took off his clothes, the muscular lines on his body were immediately revealed, especially his arms, which were full of muscles and as hard as rocks.
Under the dim light of the pub, he looked like a veteran of the battlefield and seemed to be the type who could drink a lot.
Everyone's anticipation rose unconsciously.
"It's too troublesome to drink cup by cup. Bring me a bigger bucket."
Macallan glanced at the densely packed wine glasses on the table, then casually called over a waiter and gave him an order.
The waiter immediately went down and brought back a large glass for beer. But Macallan still thought it was too small. The waiter had no choice but to get him a glass bucket for ice cubes.
It's about hundreds of meters in diameter and hundreds of meters high, and one barrel can hold at least 500,000 tons of wine.
McAllen was satisfied.
"Bang~"
He casually placed the ice bucket on the table, raised his hand and poured the blade flame in the wine glass into the ice bucket, one glass after another.
Thinking the speed was too slow, he casually called out, and the two strong young giants following behind him came over to help him pour wine.
Soon, all ten glasses of wine were poured into the ice bucket with the sound of "gurgling".
The spicy aroma of wine filled the air, and it had become extremely strong without anyone noticing; even just a sniff was intoxicating.
Seeing that the ice bucket was almost full, Macallan finally stopped pouring wine into it. Instead, he held the ice bucket with both hands, tilted his head back, and began to pour the wine into his mouth.
Everyone unconsciously stared at his movements.
In just a dozen breaths, he had drunk up the entire ice bucket's worth of blade flame in one gulp, without even a drop left.
"good!!"
Everyone couldn't help but cheer again.
"If you don't have some strength, you won't dare to drink like this. It seems that this person is also a master." There were waves of discussions from the crowd, "This is going to be a good show."
Everyone was excited, and expectations for Macallan skyrocketed.
"All you can do is make all these fancy bluffs." Garfield snorted disdainfully, "Don't pass out before you even finish your seventy cups."
"Humph~ You'll know whether I'm bluffing or not later."
Macallan glanced at him coldly, put down the ice bucket and started pouring wine into it again, then picked up the ice bucket and poured the wine into his mouth heroically.
The bright red wine poured down like a waterfall, and half of it was gone in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the crowd's cheers instantly became more intense, with screams and whistles continuing. The heated atmosphere in the tavern was pushed to a new level because of his move.
At this time, Her Majesty the Queen, who had just collapsed, was fed sobering pills with the help of her maid and slowly woke up.
She came over with the help of a maid. There was still some drunkenness in her eyes, but she was conscious and had no problem walking.