Douluo's soul power is upgraded twice a year

When everyone returned to the waiting room, Ma Hongjun, Grandmaster and Flender had already been waiting for them.

Seeing Flender's crazily raised corners of his mouth, Han Feng rolled his eyes: "The dean earns a lot, shouldn't he reward us heroes?"

Normally, not to mention asking Flanders to treat you, but if you mention money to Flanders, he will get angry with you. Students who dare to ask for money from him will be scolded by him.

But this time, Flanders just smiled, raised his hand and pressed it, and said with a smile: "I will take you to a celebration banquet later to congratulate the little monsters on their first team battle victory."

Ma Hongjun, who was a little depressed because he didn't play, heard that Flanders wanted to treat him, his little eyes suddenly lit up, and all negative emotions were gone.

When Han Feng heard this, he glanced at Flanders in disbelief, then as if he had thought of something, he murmured regretfully: "That's sloppy."

This battle not only brought out the style of Shrek's Eight Monsters, but also made Shrek famous, and also made Flanders make a lot of money. You can imagine Flanders's mood at this time, but he only let him Flanders invited me to have a meal, which was really too little.

But the words had already been spoken, and Han Feng couldn't take them back. He could only think about how to eat enough.

If Flender knew what Han Feng was thinking at this time, he might kick Han Feng out directly.

But is Han Feng really the only one who thinks this way?

Don’t you see, Ma Hongjun’s eyes are almost green? Even Dai Mubai’s waist and legs no longer hurt instantly.

Everyone seemed very excited to make Flender, who was penniless, bleed. Oscar was no longer melancholy. One of them gave out a recovery sausage, and rushed towards the largest and most expensive hotel in Soto City excitedly.

The master also smiled and postponed the post-war summary, not intending to disturb the happy atmosphere of everyone.

At the celebration banquet, Grandmaster and Flender left the junior party early. The presence of their two elders made everyone feel uncomfortable.

After the master and Flender left, the crowd really became lively very quickly, and no one knew who made a fuss, brought a few boxes of ale, and prepared to have a good night.

Han Feng was very calm. He had a clear understanding of his drinking capacity. Although it was not a drink, it was definitely not a large amount. However, he could not bear the entanglement of Dai Mubai and others and drank a few drinks. After that, an unnatural crimson color appeared on his face. When Han Feng realized it, he quickly pretended to be drunk and hid aside, and started eating silently.

Han Feng looked at Dai Mubai who was drinking heavily in the crowd, pouted with pity.

He vaguely remembered that among the seven people in the original work, there was one person who was particularly good at drinking, and the one person who drank to the death of everyone else. Although he couldn't remember who it was, it was definitely not Dai Mubai.

Just the way Dai Mubai drinks it, it will take more than ten minutes at most and it will be over.

As expected, someone soon fell behind. Ma Hongjun and Oscar rolled their eyes, pouted directly, and hugged each other unconsciously. Their expressions were wretched, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

Everyone looked at them with disdain and did not intend to help them separate. When they wake up tomorrow, they can go there by themselves.

After a few more minutes, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't hold on any longer, Dai Mubai put his arms around Zhu Zhuqing's shoulders, talking nonsense for a while, all kinds of love words that made Han Feng's teeth sore and all kinds of unbearable love history, all in one go, Regardless of whether Zhu Zhuqing heard it or not, she fell asleep while talking.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was flushed, holding the wine glass, she also slowly got down on the ground.

In the end, only Tang San, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong were left.

Xiao Wu shouldn't be able to count, she's almost reached her limit, she's making a lot of noise, spinning around in circles.

Ning Rongrong also had a flushed face, with alcohol reeking from his mouth, Tang San was the only one, sitting on the seat, his face was completely intact, holding the wine glass with one hand, resting the other on the back of the chair, his eyes Half-closed, looking at everyone as if disdainful.

Han Feng looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of the protagonist."

But at this time, after Ning Rongrong drank Xiao Wu, she moved lightly and came to Han Feng. Perhaps due to the effect of alcohol, Ning Rongrong was not as timid as usual. She stretched out her delicate hand and reached out from Han Feng. A flash across his face: "Han Feng, why don't you drink?"

Han Feng thought he had been caught hiding alcohol, and was a little nervous: "I drank, of course I drank."

"But you didn't even take the wine glass..." Ning Rongrong said with a sly smile on his face.

Although Han Feng was not drunk, he was a little dazed. He did not notice Ning Rongrong's expression. In order to cover up his crime, he snatched the wine glass from Ning Rongrong's hand and drank it all in one gulp: "Watch me drink." It’s over”

A flash of surprise flashed across Ning Rongrong's face, and she took the opportunity to say, "No, you're cheating."

Han Feng frowned. The beer was not delicious. If it wasn't for the atmosphere, he really didn't want to drink it.

"What's so good about this thing..." Han Feng hummed lightly angrily, as if he was a little drunk.

"No, you said you won't come back until you're drunk." Ning Rongrong refused, staring at Han Feng with her big eyes.

Han Feng thought for a moment, and realized that he had actually said this before, and his head suddenly felt heavy. But then he thought about it, Ning Rongrong, a little girl, could drink a lot. It was probably because everyone gave in to her that she could survive until now. Anyway, Tang San is the best drinker, why should I be afraid of Ning Rongrong?

Thinking of this, Han Feng hardened up: "If you don't get drunk and don't come home, if you don't get drunk or come home, I'll drink with you."

Ning Rongrong was overjoyed when he heard this, and the cunning light in his eyes became even brighter: "It tastes good."

After drinking for three rounds, Han Feng noticed something strange. . .

Han Feng's eyes were already a little blurry. He could only vaguely hear what Ning Rongrong was saying, and his consciousness had begun to become a little blurry.

On the other side, Ning Rongrong looked at Han Feng, smiled sweetly, stretched out his hand to poke Han Feng's face tentatively, and when Han Feng didn't respond, he asked softly: "Han Feng, Han Feng"

"What are you doing?" Han Feng frowned and shouted weakly.

"What do you think of Ning Rongrong?" Ning Rongrong blushed so much that she almost bled, but she still asked.

Han Feng closed his eyes at this time and leaned back on the chair: "Ning Rongrong is okay...but he is too willful. If he is not willful to me, he should be a good friend..."

Hearing the word friend, Ning Rongrong was obviously panicked: "But she has already changed."

"Have you changed it? Maybe..." Han Feng said casually, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

Ning Rongrong bit her lip. She wanted to continue asking, but she knew that Han Feng was about to fall asleep, so she did not dare to hesitate and quickly changed the question: "Han Feng, do you have a girl you like?"

"Han Feng will always like Sister Qianqian"

It's good that Ning Rongrong didn't ask this question. After asking, Han Feng suddenly opened his eyes, stepped on the table, and roared loudly as if swearing an oath.

Ning Rongrong was startled, but the next moment she asked nervously: "Who is Sister Qianqian?"

"Sister Qianqian is Sister Qianqian, who else could it be?" Han Feng frowned and shouted dissatisfied: "Sister Qianqian likes me. She calls me Xiaofeng, and I call her sister. If it weren't for Qianqian My sister is in Tiandou City, I must go to see her."

"Sister Xiaofeng Tiandou City"

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, and a strong sense of crisis surged into her heart. She grabbed Han Feng's hands and asked in a panic: "You call her sister, he calls you Xiao Feng."

Han Feng glanced at Ning Rongrong and opened Ning Rongrong's hand: "Sister Qianqian is now eighteen years old and I am twelve. My name is Sister Qianqian. Why does Sister Qianqian call me Xiaofeng?"

When Ning Rongrong heard Han Feng's words, she immediately relaxed, patted her chest that did not rise and fell tenderly, and murmured: "It's okay, it's okay."

Han Feng didn't hear what Ning Rongrong was saying behind him. He rolled his eyes and fell asleep on the table.

Han Feng didn't understand why Ning Rongrong was so good at drinking until the second before he lost consciousness.