"Little handsome guy, let's have a drink, you won't be afraid of getting drunk."

"Don't worry, my sisters won't eat you, your small body is not enough for us to play with."

"That's right, we don't like little fresh meat like you."

Everyone in the box seemed to be on the same front, sneering at Han Sanqian.

Han Sanqian was not irritated by these few words, and said with a normal expression: "I'm not interested in wine."

"Then are you interested in women?" A slender girl sat directly next to Han Sanqian, with a strong smell of perfume on her body.

When she put her hand on Han Sanqian's thigh on purpose, Han Sanqian felt inexplicably sick, worse than eating shit.

"Take your hand away, don't make yourself uncomfortable." Han Sanqian said mercilessly.

"Little brother, you speak so arrogantly. You are a man. Just have a drink or two with me. Don't be arrogant." The woman said disdainfully.

"Yeah, drink it if you have the ability."

"If you can drink her, we will never embarrass you again."

"If you can't drink it, just go and stand outside the door, don't disturb our interest."

A group of people yelled and shouted, with disdainful expressions.

Han Sanqian stood up directly and walked out of the box.

"Fuck, this kid is too useless."

"Old Yao, who the hell is this? It's too stupid. It's really boring."

"Hey, he's just a kid. He shouldn't be in this kind of place. What do you care about with a piece of trash like him? Let's play with us."

Yao Hanxing didn't speak, but felt a little strange, Han Sanqian just left? No way, didn't he act quite arrogant when he was at Yao's house?

Although he is indeed the good-for-nothing young master of the Han family, compared to his previous attitude, he seems to have changed completely.

After a while, Han Sanqian returned to the box.

Those people didn't even look at them.

Immediately following Han Sanqian into the box, there were two waiters, each carrying a bar of wine, thirty glasses each, and placed them on the table.

"What does it mean?"

"What are you playing, I haven't seen it before."

"These wines don't look ordinary."

Everyone looked at the wine on the table suspiciously, not quite understanding what Han Sanqian wanted to do.

Yao Hanxing became very interested in this, and couldn't help asking Han Sanqian: "What does this mean?"

"This is called the road to hell. There are thirty glasses of wine in total. Each glass has a higher alcohol concentration, from low to high. If you drink it within two minutes, you win. Aren't you guys going to play? Who will come?" Han Sanqian asked.

This sentence made several women look at Han Sanqian with admiration. They thought that this guy left the box to be a man with his tail between his legs, but he didn't expect him to play such a trick.

Road to Hell, this kind of fresh gameplay, has never been heard of before. JrNovels.com