Plop!
Plop!
The bar was filled with dull thudding sounds as figures kept collapsing to the floor, drunk to the point of unconsciousness!
"N...Ma, she's a real bombshell..."
Combat Team members were mumbling drunken gibberish, their eyes rolling back as they fell into a deep sleep one by one!
At that moment, they were dropping like dumplings into a pot, and in the blink of an eye, half of the thirty-plus Combat Team members in the bar were already drunk and down!
The remaining dozen or so were all red-faced, necks bulging, eyes bleary, clearly not able to hold out much longer!
Watching this scene, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty at the bar downed a shot of vodka wildly before disdainfully addressing the remaining Combat Team members:
"You bunch of Chinese men are hopeless! So many of you, and not a single one with a good drinking capacity! And you claim to be members of China's Combat Team, pfft! You're just a bunch of losers!!!"
