Chapter 40

Andrius picked up the glass and finished the liquor in one go. Fatty Frank and the others urged him. “Not bad, but there are nineteen more. Take your time.” People who were good at drinking were usually of age. Andrius was only in his 30s, so it was impossible for him to drink twenty glasses of strong liquor in one go. “Open your eyes and take a good look.” Andrius then took another glass and drained it within three short seconds. The liquor had an extremely high alcohol percentage. However, he looked fine after drinking two shots consecutively. Under Fatty Frank and the trust fund babies’ excited gazes, he reached out for the third glass. Andrius did not even pause when he drank the fourth. It happened so smoothly and naturally as if he was drinking water. “Four!” “Five!” “Six!” - “Nineteen!” “Twenty!” Soon, Andrius finished all twenty shots on the table. As he drained the last one to the final drop, he slammed it on the table with a loud thunk. Fatty Fran