I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week

Chapter 4204: Chapter 4192: Let Him Keep Drinking

The brawny man’s face flushed red, clutching his stomach, his whole body shrank down, and he didn’t get up for a long time.

Everyone on Li Zecheng’s side just stared blankly at Luo Qi, their expressions all looking pretty ugly.

Luo Qi’s gaze shifted back and forth over the other three men.

One, two, three...

Luo Qi gave each of them a punch.

And the fate of these three was the same as that first brawny guy—they all clutched their stomachs and collapsed on the floor, unable to stand back up no matter what.

The onlookers all turned to look at Li Zecheng, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Even the music in the bar stopped.

Slowly, lazily, Luo Qi picked up a bottle of vodka, twisted off the cap, and held it out with one hand in front of Li Zecheng.

"My brother’s buying you a drink. Show some respect."

Li Zecheng panicked. Being watched by so many people, he was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Earlier he’d brought Qin Han a drink and Qin Han had downed it. Now they’d put a drink in front of him—if he didn’t drink, he’d really be losing face.

But fuck, this is vodka. There’s no way to drink that!

"You’ve actually got some skills, knocking all of them down." Li Zecheng narrowed his eyes and said:

"But I just won’t drink. What can you do to me? I’m telling you, I don’t care who you are, if you dare lay a finger on me—"

Bang!

One punch!

Luo Qi’s fist slammed into Li Zecheng’s stomach!

Li Zecheng didn’t react at all—he never imagined Luo Qi would really dare hit him.

And all her companions beside her were stunned stupid as well.

That’s a super rich second generation who can even butt heads with Qin Han!

This woman’s guts, aren’t they way too big? Can she even walk out of Zhong Hai alive after this?

"You fucking!"

One of Li Zecheng’s buddies couldn’t stand it anymore. He snatched up a beer bottle from the next table and hurled it at Luo Qi.

"Who the hell do you think you are!"

She lifted her leg and kicked, foot driving straight into the guy’s lower abdomen.

His face changed dramatically in an instant, his whole body kicked flying, and the few people behind him who tried to catch him were sent flying together, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

Clutching his stomach, Li Zecheng was completely dumbfounded, even fear showed on his face.

Only now did he realize that in Qin Han’s little crew, the truly dangerous one wasn’t Qin Han—it was the person sitting next to him!

Luo Qi carried the bottle over to stand in front of Li Zecheng.

"Drink it. Or you’re not leaving today."

Terror spread across Li Zecheng’s face, his whole body trembling, completely at a loss what to do.

Everyone’s attention was on Li Zecheng, but everyone knew that in this showdown, Li Zecheng had already lost.

At this point, no one could help him, unless they called his dad over.

"Fine, I’ll drink. But remember this, it’s not over!"

Taking the bottle from Luo Qi’s hand, Li Zecheng took a gulp.

But the moment it hit his mouth, he gagged and spat it all out, breaking into a violent cough.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Li Zecheng’s face flushed red, and all the liquor he’d managed to swallow came spewing back out.

Everyone watching frowned hard.

You couldn’t really blame Li Zecheng for not being able to drink it—that’s high-proof vodka. If he could take it down like water, that’d be strange.

"How do you puke after one sip? There are six bottles total. At this rate we’ll be here till the year of the monkey."

"Don’t go too far. If I drink all six bottles, I’ll literally drink myself to death!"

"Then that’s tough shit. You treated us, we drank. Now we’re treating you. If you don’t drink, that’s not right."

"Looks like a born pussy to me. Just pour it down his throat already, stop wasting words on him." Xiao Bing crossed her legs, propped her head on her hand, and said.

"That’s actually a good idea."

Luo Qi grabbed the bottle, seized a handful of Li Zecheng’s clothes, yanked him toward her, and without another word jammed the bottleneck into his mouth.

Uu uu uu...

Ah ah ah...

Li Zecheng kept struggling, but in front of Luo Qi, any resistance was useless.

The people around them all grimaced, every hair on their bodies standing on end at the sight.

This wasn’t treating Li Zecheng like a person at all!

Yet even so, not a single person dared step forward, including his Lackeys—they all hung their heads, standing off to the side, not even daring to breathe loudly.

Very quickly, a whole bottle of vodka was forced down, though most of it was spat back out—he barely swallowed any.

Right after that, Luo Qi pulled out a second bottle.

"There are still five bottles. We’ll take our time."

She twisted the cap off and rammed it into Li Zecheng’s mouth again. No matter how much he struggled, it was useless.

A few minutes later, the second bottle was also emptied, but again, he actually drank very little.

In this situation, Li Zecheng couldn’t drink much and his life wasn’t really in danger—but the main thing here was the humiliation!

After this, in Zhong Hai, he’d never be able to hold his head up again.

"I, I..."

Li Zecheng’s body was soaked in liquor, reeking of pure alcohol.

If someone lit a match next to him right now, he might actually go up in flames.

Li Zecheng panted heavily, so miserable he looked no different from a beggar on the street.

"What do you want to say?" Luo Qi asked, holding the third bottle.

"I surrender..."

Li Zecheng slumped against the side of the sofa. "This whole thing is my fault. Just let me go this once. I won’t ever dare pull this again."

The crowd was hugely surprised inside, but also felt it was only natural.

In this situation, if Li Zecheng didn’t admit he was wrong, there really was no way to wrap this up.

These people had no intention of letting him off.

Luo Qi turned back and looked at Lin Yi.

The meaning was obvious: even if you chicken out, it’s useless. It still depends on our mood.

"He treated with six bottles and I drank them all. If he doesn’t drink, I’m the one taking the loss."

Li Zecheng’s heart jerked violently.

If this kept going, they really were going to kill him.

Luo Qi shrugged. "My brother doesn’t agree. Keep drinking. There are four bottles left—finish them and you can leave."

As she spoke, Luo Qi grabbed the third bottle, hauled Li Zecheng up by the collar, and was about to pour it down his throat.

"What the hell are you doing! Stop right there!"

Right then, an angry shout rang out, and everyone in the bar turned to look.

They saw a middle-aged man storming in from outside, face full of rage, with a guy who looked like his bodyguard following behind.

"Dad!"

That startled shout made everyone instantly know who he was.

Li Zecheng’s father, Li Shengqing!

Li Zecheng scrambled up from the floor and hurried over to Li Shengqing.

"What do you think you’re doing! Is there no law at all anymore!"

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at Li Shengqing.

"You talking to me?"

"Who else would I be talking to!"

Li Shengqing pointed at Lin Yi and said:

"You little punks bullied my son like this—this doesn’t end here!"

"Doesn’t end?"

Lin Yi looked at Li Shengqing. "You really think just because you showed up, it’s over? You’re dreaming."

Lin Yi turned to Luo Qi. "Keep pouring. There are still four bottles he hasn’t finished."

"Don’t you dare!"

Looking at Li Shengqing, Lin Yi smiled easily and said:

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"