The Guardian's Sword

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Chapter 2133

Zander nodded and started performing straight away.

The liquor was not enough for him. He drank one after another like he was drinking regular drinks.

He drained almost dozens of bottles of liquor on the table.

Conan and his crew were dumbfounded.

"Wonderful!" Zander gave a big burp.

Sean asked, "Have you had enough?"

Zander put on a sheepish look. "Not bad, but I think I need a little more."

"It's alright. Mr. Tatum said it's his treat today. Drink all you want." Sean beckoned to the waiter. "A dozen more

bottles of the same liquor."

This time, Sean joined Zander.

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A dozen bottles of liquor were quickly drained.

Sean ordered dozens more bottles.

The dozens of new liquor bottles were emptied just the same, and Sean called the waiter again.

Conan and his entourage wanted to see Sean and Zander make a fool of themselves.

Zander drank the liquor like it was water.

These 100 or so bottles were worth more than 15 million dollars.

As Sean and Zander drank more, Conan and his crew looked paler.

It was the equivalent of watching your money evaporate fast.

Finally, one of them could not resist it any longer and decided to talk to Sean and Zander.

However, he was eventually scared to speak after Conan gave him a nasty stare.

Conan chuckled stiffly.

"Mr. Lennon, you can handle a lot of alcohol. Your staff can also hold his liquor."

Sean chuckled. "Mr. Tatum, you didn't think we had too much to drink, did you?"

Conan quickly said, "No. Feel free to drink. Feel free."

That being said, Conan already felt his heart stinging.

"Waiter, a hundred more bottles!"

When Conan heard this, he felt dizzy.

Even the waiter could not help exclaiming.

"It's impressive how well you can hold your alcohol."

Then, the waiter's face looked a little awkward.

"Excuse me, gentlemen. We don't have much left in stock. We have only 78 bottles left. Since there's not enough

left, can we exchange it for another liquor? We have other recommendations."

Sean said, "I'll have them. Just bring them all up."

"Okay."

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At the end of the meal, there were bottles everywhere on the floor.

Conan's expression looked a little ghastly.

It did not matter if he spent it.

However, Conan was only trying to test Sean and taunt him with the meal.

Unexpectedly, he could not find anything to taunt Sean with. Sean and Zander spent all the time drinking.

He did not even want to pay the bill.

However, he had no choice. He had to bear the consequences of his actions.

"Hello, the bill, please."

"Yes, Sir." The waiter held a calculator and pressed it.

"Sir, we rounded down the final number. The total is 37 million."

"What did you say?"

Before Conan could speak, several of Conan's entourage could not help exclaiming out loud.

Conan could not help shuddering too.

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