As we all know, alcohol consumption generally depends on a person's physical fitness, and the physical fitness of different professionals is also different. For example, as an insidious melee combat class, berserkers are equally as strong physically as they are, and similarly, their drinking capacity is also equally good. On the contrary, the physical fitness of professions such as element controllers or engineers is very average, and their drinking capacity is also very average.
So the question is, as Torea, who is considered the strongest cheater among professionals, how good is her drinking capacity?
The answer is, it’s outrageously bad.
According to common sense, Torea's body, which looks like it has been blessed by the twelve gods one by one, is so strong that her drinking capacity should not be much different. But fate is so magical. In Torea's original world, there was no wine.
After all, the era when Torea was born happened to be the Dark Ages of Noah's world, and even the average supply of food was scarce, let alone brewing, which had a very high food consumption rate but had no practical significance.
Therefore, in Torea's life, she had never seen such a thing as "wine". This also resulted in her body never accepting alcohol, which indirectly led to the fact that although Torea's alcohol level was not zero, it was also extremely low. Azi tested it when we were in the hotel last time. Torea's limit was two bottles of vodka. Any more would not work.
Um?
A'Zi left the wine shop and hummed a light tune, walking staggeringly towards the place where she and Lin Ling had agreed. However, halfway through, she noticed something was wrong.
Torea, why don't you follow a straight line?
Azi stopped and looked at Tolea aside. At this time, Torea was walking a little staggeringly. She slightly pursed her pale pink lower lip, and her beautiful and cold cheeks had an intoxicating blush.
Um? ? ?
At this time, Azi realized something was wrong. She moved closer to Torea, and the mellow smell of wine with the fragrance of a girl hit her face. AhZi thought of a not so good possibility and asked hesitantly: "Sister Torea, are you okay?"
"I...burped."
After letting out a delicate wine burp, Torea, who was usually cold and silent, now looked a little coquettish. She tilted her head and said with blurred eyes: "I'm fine, what's wrong?"
"Forehead…"
Ah Zi frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "Did you drink just now?"
"Why?"
Torea was startled for a moment. At this time, her voice was not as elegant as before, but as clear and refreshing as spring water in midsummer. She looked at Ah Zi, stretched out her hand and gently rubbed her long hair, and said softly: "I drank a little bit, but it tasted like honey. Little Eluma also made me a drink. It tasted good." of."
After trying hard to put together Tolea's somewhat fragmented words, Lin Zi's face turned pale.
Broken, that bottle of highly concentrated liquor.
Lin Zi walked directly to Torea, stretched out her hand and touched Torea's waist. Torea tilted her head slightly, holding the box, opening her mouth slightly and looking blankly at Lin Zi, who was looking for something in front of her.
It’s broken, I’m really done drinking it.
After touching the empty wine bag, Lin Zi suddenly felt an ominous premonition. However, just when she was about to take out the communicator to contact Zhou Li and the others, and drag away the increasingly erratic drunken Torea, an accident happened.
Everyone knows that there are such things as scum everywhere. In a lawless place like the underground black market, the blind scumbag gangsters that Zhou Li has always been thinking about are local specialties. Since it is a local specialty, it means that there are relatively large quantities of this kind of thing. So here’s the problem. In a place like the underground black market, a girl with a graceful figure and a beautiful appearance walks together on the street with another girl who is petite, cunning and cute. It would be a shame not to have two of these souvenirs. Here it is.
Just when Ah Zi took out the communicator, six muscular men with shaved heads came out of the secret passage. One of the men wearing rivet boots was playing with a dagger and said to the two girls with a naughty smile:
"Oh, beauty, so..."
The expected story did not happen, there was no hero saving the beauty, and there was no slutty part. Just when the man with rivet boots told the beginning of the story with an evil smile, Torea's eyes flashed and she gave everyone the end of the story.
The original Torea combat highlighted a practical aspect, with no bells and whistles in the movements or any meaningless shouting. She always just stabs with a spear, and there are countless murderous intentions hidden in her ordinary moves.
"You can't kill in the black market."
Instinctively, Torea silently recited the rules Zhou Li had set for her in her heart.
In an instant, Torea threw the wine jar in her hand upwards. The next second, Torea, holding a long metal stick, appeared behind the six people like a ghost. According to her original fighting style, Torea would use the Berserker's ability to stab six shots directly at the vital point in a short period of time, trying to confirm the target's death in a short time.
But at this time, under Zhou Li's warning and the stimulation of alcohol, Torea's fighting style changed involuntarily. Torea's left foot was heavily stepped on the ground, her right foot stepped back, she flicked her right hand horizontally, and a horizontal silver moon appeared in front of her. The six bald men were immediately stacked together like dough tied to a rolling pin.
Go up, jump up, twist, turn around, hit hard.
Under Lin Zi's shocked gaze, Torea directly swept the six people on the long stick into the air. Then, with a slight exertion of her perfectly proportioned calves, she climbed directly to the top of the six arranged people. Then she hit the six people with the long stick heavily, and with the roar of the earth shaking, the six souvenirs were embedded in the metal floor tiles.
Violence, extreme violence. At this time, Torea was completely different from the assassin who preferred assassination. She was holding a mithril stick, her face was crimson, and her eyes were like blood chalcedony. She was majestic. Then she suddenly remembered something, looked into the sky in a panic, and started to follow the wine jar unsteadily.
"belch…"
After catching the wine jar, Torea burped again. It was obvious that the activity just now did not make her smell better. On the contrary, the alcohol began to play its role.
Above.
"The big guy in the ring won't let you go..."
The souvenirs talk session about souvenirs lived up to expectations. If it were originally true, Tolea would not cause any more troubles after dealing with these people. Anyway, telling Zhou Li would make it even more difficult for them. But now, Torea was in a drunken and violent state. Under Ah Zi's despairing look of "I knew it", Torea picked up the leader with a spear, and asked angrily:
"Where is your backer?"
"Third area 2-11, if you dare to mess with our big guys, you are dead!"
The tough-tongued souvenir said harsh words in a strange posture. After asking for the location, Torea didn't follow him much and stuffed the souvenir into the hole just now with a heavy swing. She turned her head and said solemnly to Lin Zi: "Azi, I have to go."
"Oh, forget it, I'll go with you."
Lin Zi scratched her cheek, with a little helplessness in her eyes. After sending a message to Don Quixote, Lin Zi followed Torea and headed to the big man's arena that the man mentioned.
The so-called Big Man Arena is a standard underground boxing casino. Inside a huge, heavy iron door, a medium-sized cage, two boxers competing for their lives, and a seething audience around them formed this organization.
The owner of the big boxing ring is named Zimu. He is not just a betting ring owner. He controls a complete gambling line, and almost all of Tariq's underground casinos have something to do with him. The most important thing is that he also has a certain connection with Yin Jue, which allows him to secure his seat as the boss of the black market casino.
On this day, which was no different from any other day, Zimu sat in the most luxurious seat in the auditorium as usual, enjoying the service of the servants and watching the boxers in the cage trading their lives for money. The two boxers on the field at this time, one is a Berserker who smuggled over from Magnum, and the other is...
Pyroxene infected person.
Yes, as someone who is used to life and death fights, Tsumugi has long lost interest in ordinary boxing matches. In his casino, human opponents can only be exotic beasts. Just two days ago, through some improper channels, Zimu captured a pyroxene-infected person with an infection level of up to 40%. This greatly increased his interest and came to personally appreciate what this monster could do. Great fight.
At this time, the Berserker had already had half of his arm cut off. Although he has already reached the platinum level and touched the threshold of brilliance, this berserker is still no match for the pyroxene-infected person. With an infection level of 40%, almost half of the infected person's body is made of extremely hard ore, and ordinary swords cannot hurt him at all.
In order to ensure that the cash cow of the infected would not be caused by challengers, Zimu had no intention of giving the Berserker a chance to win. Therefore, before the mad warrior came on stage, Zimu had people remove all the bits and pieces from his body. Without the means of righteous sneak attacks, the berserker holding only an ordinary giant ax was already exhausted and would soon be decapitated by the violent attack of the infected.
"Boom."
As a brilliant level "fighter", Zimu's ears are particularly sensitive. Although the sound of collisions on the field never stopped, he still heard what seemed to be a knock on the iron door. However, Ibaraki didn't take it to heart. He just glanced at the heavy iron gate, and then continued to enjoy the extremely exciting game off the court.
Boom, boom.
Um?
Zimu was stunned for a moment. This time he looked at the iron door, and then ordered his men to go and see who was knocking on the door. Just as his men began to move towards the iron door, the knock on the door rang again.
Boom, boom, boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
"Let's talk first, Azi, you have to tell Mr. Zhou Li that I will knock three times as he said."
Thick smoke dispersed from the broken door, but Torea in a white shirt walked out of the door spotlessly. Behind her, a group of gang members were lying in a mess. When he saw the unconscious gatekeepers, Zimu's pupils suddenly tightened and he was shocked.
All my men were taken care of, but I didn't notice at all!
Immediately, Zimu became completely alert. He stood up, calmed the rioting crowd, and after asking his men to open the magic electromagnetic collar around the neck of the infected person, he asked the girl who slowly appeared in a loud voice: "Friend, do we have any misunderstanding?" ?”
"Your name is, Tsumugi?"
The left hand is holding the wine jar, and the right hand is holding a spear. Torea narrowed her eyes slightly, and her voice was not loud, but everyone could hear: "The big boss?"
"it's me."
As the leader of a gang, Zimu still has his own pride. But he did not relax his vigilance just because he was in front of a woman. On the contrary, he kept sending signals secretly, and those men began to silently move closer to Zimu.
"Looking for an excuse to beat someone up."
Reciting Zhou Li's advice silently in her heart, Torea flicked her spear and retracted it from her waist. She staggered over and jumped onto the ring, stood proudly, and said loudly: "I want to challenge you."
Looking at the woman in front of him who couldn't speak anything fluently, Zimu frowned, rolled his eyes, and then said to Torea: "If you want to challenge me, you can, but you need to defeat it first..."
Draw the gun, send it forward, and activate the Sword of Development's ability "Sharp Sword Light".
Leaning against the wall, he looked at the fallen men next to him with cold sweat on his face. Zimu's teeth were chattering and he couldn't say anything.
Treya nodded her spear slightly, tilted her head, and asked very naturally: "Before I fight you, I have to defeat your men, right? I'm done, what next?"
Seeing Tsumugi who was still about to say something, Torea threw her spear, and the infected person who was ready to attack was immediately penetrated with the collar and the person. Torrea raised her hand slightly, and the spear was returned to her hand. She looked at the trembling Tsumugi again, her clear eyes devoid of any malice, and asked simply: "You have no excuse now, right?"
At this time, the entire arena fell into silence. The audience stared blankly at Torea, who had knocked out all of Zumu's confidants in an instant, and stabbed the infected person to death with one shot. They didn't know what to say. At this time, Zimu was going crazy.
Your mother, when did I provoke this monster?
Just when Zimu wanted to escape, he saw the eyes of the audience directed at him, the ordinary people watching the excitement, looking at him like a dead person.
No, you can't back down.
Gritting his teeth, Zimu looked at the beautiful girl in front of him. He suppressed the desire to escape, took a bottle of potion, and jumped off the ring. The effect of the potion began to take effect, the fighter's anger began to burn, and the veins in Zimu's neck popped out. He had never felt that the power in his body was so abundant. At this moment, he felt like he could tear anything apart.
Roaring and charging forward, a terrifying body like a black bear rushed towards the girl.
Holding a gun and smashing it hard, a terrifying body like a black star rushed to the floor.
Zimu, who was embedded in the alloy floor, was twitching and wailing in pain. But Torea just looked at Lin Zi drunkenly, stretched out her thumb, and smiled gracefully.
