Chapter 677 You Have Special Ability?!


    Baron''s kick sent Wendell sliding down the edge of the table he had been leaning on. With a thud,


    he ended up under the table!


    "Hahaha…" In his intoxicated state, Baron lost all his boss-like demeanor. Pointing at Wendell, he


    laughed and eximed, "Damn! He''s wasted! Boss Nicholson, you''re incredible!"


    Kingsley shook his head slightly and could not help butugh. However, he did not expect Wendell


    to end up under the table after drinking so much, considering the amount of alcohol consumed


    would not even make him tipsy.


    With a nce at his watch, he noticed fewer than three hours remained until 8.00PM. Turning to


    Baron, he suggested, "Mr. Howe, I think it''s time to wrap up for the night. The boxing arena will


    open soon, and we should wake Mr. Martin up."


    "Sounds good!" Baron lowered his ss and clinked it with Kingsley before emptying it in one gulp.


    "Let''s call it a day for now! I must admit. Drinking with you is truly a delightful experience!"


    Kingsley smiled faintly. "Me too. It''s been ages since Ist had such a heartfelt drinking session with


    someone." With that, he bent down and helped Wendell onto a chair.


    Tap!


    Tap! Tap!


    Kingsley lightly tapped on several acupoints on Wendell''s body, including GV-20 on the head, BL-10


    in the neck, ST-25 and CV-12 on the abdomen, and BL-18, BL-20, BL-21, and BL-23 on the back.


    "Ugh…" After a moment, Wendell groaned and slowly regained consciousness. Rubbing his dry


    eyes, he stood up and asked in confusion, "Huh? Didn''t I just ck out from drinking?" Suddenly, he


    clutched his buttocks and eximed, "Ouch! Why does my rear end hurt so bad?"


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    Baronughed as he said, "You took quite a tumble from the chair earlier. Of course, it''s going to


    hurt! You—" He paused halfway through his sentence and suddenly froze. Pointing at Wendell in


    astonishment, he eximed, "Holy sh*t. You''re already sober?!"


    Rubbing his sore buttocks, Wendell was equally puzzled. "Yeah, considering how much I drank


    earlier, I should be passed out until tomorrow afternoon to sober up, shouldn''t I?" He shook his


    head and stretched his body. "What''s even stranger is that, besides a slight difort in my


    stomach, I don''t feel even a bit drunk!"


    Thud!


    Baron fiercely thumped his chest. "I never expected you to have such a special ability! Damn, could


    I be hallucinating because I''m drunk?!"


    With a faint smile, Kingsley stacked his two fingers and lightly tapped Baron''s GV-20 acupoint at the


    back of his neck several times. "How about now? Are you feeling more sober? It''s not an illusion, is


    it?"


    Baron was rendered speechless as his eyes widened in astonishment. The reason behind his


    reaction was the warm sensation that surged from his neck to his brain when Kingsley tapped it


    twice.


    The surge of warmth pierced his entire brain andpletely swept away the drunkenness and haze


    in his mind. He felt more awake than ever as if his intelligence had also improved a bit.


    If it were not for the nauseous sensation in his stomach that reminded him of the recent drinking


    session, he would have questioned whether the toasting and drinking had been a mere dream!


    Wendell also felt the same way.


    The two exchanged nces, their eyes mirroring astonishment and disbelief.


    "B-Boss Nicholson…" Baron stammered in astonishment, "D-Did you manage to sober us up with


    just a few taps?"


    Kingsley burst intoughter and replied, "Well, what else did you expect? Did you think you had


    some kind of special ability?"


    Baron rubbed his face in disbelief. "Boss Nicholson, this is indeed a special ability! I''ve never


    sobered up this quickly before! It''s… It''s f*cking miraculous!"