An absurd scene unfolded.
The six people who had been so arrogant just a moment ago were now incredibly busy.
Bottle after bottle of beer was chugged down.
At first, it was fine, since their alcohol tolerance was pretty good, but after about ten bottles, each of them started to struggle; either their stomachs were round as balls, or they kept running to the bathroom.
"Dirk, after all, Ron is Scott Vincent's son. Offending him can be a bit troublesome."
Rosie leaned over and said.
Dirk Carter's eyes were malicious, the corner of his mouth curled up in a slight smile, and he said, "Don't worry, the political scene in Kenton County is a foggy mess, and I just want to light a fire to clear up these swirling mists."
After speaking.
Dirk Carter put his arm around Aziel Grant's shoulder.
He said, "Let's go, let's get together."
Old friends reunited.
Thrilled with joy.
Arm in arm, the two walked out of the KTV door.
Just as they stepped down the stairs.
