The Sacred Gate

Chen Mo frowned, his eyes focused, and instantly attacked.    

His head quickly tilted to the side and his hand stretched out like a ghost to pinch Red Skirt Beauty's jade neck. He pulled her into his embrace and turned his wrist.    

And in this very instant, Red Skirt Beauty had already been pulled in front of Chen Mo as a shield.    

The Red Skirt Beauty's handgun was already in Chen Mo's other hand, and he was currently pointing at the old man's glabella!    

The atmosphere instantly became incomparably tranquil.    

However, no one moved.    

Not a single one of them moved.    

Chen Mo laughed, released the Red Skirt Beauty, took back the spear, returned it back to her, and said: "Beauty, you don't have any Bullet in your spear, I have billions of Bullet in my spear, if necessary, I can lend it to you anytime!"    

"Fake squid!"    

Red Skirt Beauty's face instantly turned cold, she roared, released all her power, and threw a punch at Chen Mo's face.    

"Meng Lu, stop!"    

old man shouted as his fist stopped a few centimeters away from Chen Mo's glabella, almost hitting Chen Mo.    

Chen Mo was an expert who was bold, he could guarantee that if old man did not tell him to stop, he would definitely be able to kill Red Skirt Beauty before Red Skirt Beauty could even touch him.    

Compared to him, the aura of the Red Skirt Beauty was even weaker.    

Red Skirt Beauty unwillingly retracted her jade fists, and stared at Chen Mo with her ice cold eyes.    

"Hahahahahaha ?"    

The old man laughed out loud, looked at Chen Mo with a gratified look and said, "Young man, you have a great future. Other people, when facing this problem of mine, would only choose one, but you chose two!"    

"However, what I want to tell you is that wisdom is more important than strength. You just experienced it yourself, so I think you understand it deeply! "    

"Strength might not be enough to save one's life, because there are people stronger than you. Wisdom, can protect you! "    

old man talked nonstop. He never mentioned anything about Red Skirt Beauty's actions just now, or Chen Mo's spear piercing into his glabella.    

It was as if it had never happened.    

"Your Majesty is right!" Chen Mo nodded in agreement.    

He felt that this old man was indeed not simple.    

The old man nodded his head and said: "Alright, since everyone is here, let us talk about the wine contest that will be held soon!"    

The three white men immediately stepped forward and said, "Great King, we promise to do our best to win first place for the King!"    

old man looked at Chen Mo and said: "Brat, I heard that you also want to join our Marine Corps?"    

Chen Mo nodded.    

Everyone looked at Chen Mo who had a smaller body and revealed mocking smiles.    

When they saw Chen Mo's appearance, they knew that Chen Mo did not have much to drink.    

A big fellow waved his big fist at Chen Mo, his face full of anger as he said: "Yellow skinned pig, are you joking, or are you courting death? Are you sure you can drink?    

Chen Mo laughed, and did not say a word, and only looked towards old man.    

old man also laughed and said: "Brat, it's not that I don't believe you, but the three on behalf of s that we chose all drank extremely high quality liquor. They could drink more than five bottles in a row, but how much can you drink per bottle of 750 ml?"    

wine contest, first round of the group competition, the first half of the round was to drink 30 bottles of 20 degrees 1000 ml bottle of Beer, according to the order in which they drank it, the ranking was determined.    

Then the second half, and then the first half of the individual competition!    

Everyone suspected that with Chen Mo's small stomach, ten bottles of Beer wouldn't even be enough to hold five bottles.    

Chen Mo laughed and said, "I can keep drinking!"    

"Yellow skinned pig, don't mess with me, or I'll crush you!"    

The big size man who shouted at Chen Mo just now roared again, and pointed at Chen Mo.    

Chen Mo still did not get angry, and only smiled as he looked at old man.    

old man said: "Brat, if you had come a few days earlier, we could have let you compete with each other even the most powerful ones. Now that you're here, we don't know anything about you. Forgive me for speaking bluntly, but you cannot be the on behalf of for the time being! "    

"If you are truly capable, next year's wine contest will definitely make you a on behalf of!"    

The big guy laughed out loud, came over and pushed Chen Mo up, and said: "Yellow skinned pig, have you given up this time? When the wine contest finishes comparing, I will f * cking drink you to death! "    

"Fuck you!"    

Chen Mo suddenly cursed as he turned around and kicked the big size man's crotch.    

The big size man screamed and bent down, while Chen Mo threw out another punch, hitting the big size man's chin.    

Bang    

The big size man was struck by Chen Mo and flew into the air, smashing hard onto the ground, the floor shook, and he immediately fainted.    

"Brat, you're courting death!"    

The other experts were all enraged as they surrounded Chen Mo and attacked him.    

The on behalf of that they had painstakingly nurtured, was about to participate in the wine contest soon, yet they were knocked unconscious by Chen Mo. This was not a small matter.    

"Stop!"    

The old man roared as he smashed the ground with his golden crutch. His face was ice cold as he looked at Chen Mo with extremely cold eyes.    

Chen Mo waved his hand and laughed: "Now, I can replace this pig and go to wine contest to participate!"    

"Men, bring me ten bottles of white spirits!" old man growled with a gloomy face.    

Someone brought the wine over immediately. Before even making old man speak, Chen Mo picked up the bottle and started to blow. In one breath, he finished drinking the ten bottles of white spirit wine.    

old man and the rest were all dumbstruck.    

old man had originally planned to kill Chen Mo, but seeing that Chen Mo's alcohol tolerance was not bad, he temporarily did not take action.    

old man said coldly: "Brat, you can go, but if you don't have the ability and make us lose, even if you were to die ten thousand times, it won't be enough!"    

"I know, I have nothing else to say. If I fail, I will be at your mercy." "If it's a success, then the woman who gets the reward will be mine. I hope the King can grant me that wish!"    

Chen Mo cupped his fists and said a few words.    

He had to fight for the benefits that he needed to fight for.    

old man nodded his head, and said: "Being able to get first place is whatever. If you want more beauties, I will reward them to you."    

"Right now, you and the other two on behalf of should learn more about the situation and procedures. Remember, you must not fail, otherwise the consequences will be severe, serious to the point that you cannot even imagine it! "    

old man was definitely serious, even if he was first, he would still be satisfied with just being able to enter the top five.    

From the beginning till now, he admired Chen Mo a lot.    

Chen Mo's intelligence and methods were very terrifying. He would use any means and schemes to reach his goal, and this was exactly what he needed.    

Chen Mo and the two big size men understood the rules.    

The rules of wine contest were very simple.    

You are not allowed to take the antidote.    

He could not wear too many Clothes s, so he could only wear his singlet and shorts.    

He couldn't force others to drink because once he discovered his true strength and aura, he would be eliminated.    

You can't go to the bathroom until the competition is over.    

Drinking must be tip-top, spray or vomit, the score set, can not continue to drink.    

That was about it.    

Chen Mo went to change into a Clothes and put on a black vest. Under the lead of old man, they headed to the great hall.    

Aside from the people from the major powers, only the beauties were present tonight. The crowd was also people with local reputations.    

After Chen Mo and the others came down, the stage had already set up eleven tables, on them were two men in front of each table, holding a timer and a notebook, on each table were thirty bottles of Beer s.    

Below, the leaders of each force were each leading a group of large chair s to sit. On the side, there were fruits and tea on the table, which were close to each other and were convenient to communicate with.    

There were many beauties, and those with any status all hugged one of them.    

A host wearing a white shirt and black horse armor with a bow tie was holding a microphone as he walked up the stage. This signified that the wine contest was about to begin ?