Chapter 87

Carlisle and his friends were enjoying their drinks.

Sean had joined the fun halfway through, and he brought some ribs.

The six of them quickly bonded, with Sean and Hank engaging in a drinking game.

Hank was a veteran ät drinking games, so Sean was no match for him. He quickly got drunk after a few

rounds.

Heath lit a cigarette and sternly warned Hank. “That’s enough. Don’t get him so drunk that he gets

sick!”

“At his age, I could drink more than two pints of white wine!”

Benjamin chuckled and said, “Hank, I’ll drink with you!”

His eyes were clear and showed no sign of drunkenness.

“I’ll be right back. I just have to go to the bathroom,” Hank said, loosening his belt before walking away

with steady step

Just as Hank reached the bathroom door, Owen collapsed to the floor. His face and body were as red

as roast pork.

Heath helped Owen to the couch. “This guy can’t drink but insists on drinking!”

“You guys can really hold your liquor. Any secrets?”

Carlisle sipped his tea cautiously. He envisioned future business deals where it would be an advantage

to have such capable drinkers at his side.

“No secret, just drink a bunch!” Benjamin replied with an honest smile, then added, “We’re out of

drinks. I’ll go buy some more.”

Carlisle watched Benjamin leave, feeling a myriad of emotions. Who would have thought that the

seemingly honest and gentle Benjamin would become a bully in Riverland? However, now that they

were with him, things were going to change.

Benjamin returned with two cases of beer and three bottles of Chardonnay.

Hank and Benjamin resumed their competition while Carlisle and Heath played games on the

computer.

After about two hours, Hank and Benjamin had finished off both crates of beer and all three bottles of

Chardonnay.

Benjamin slurred, “Wait here… ll get more drinks!”

“Go ahead. I’m not afraid of you!” Hank replied contemptuously.

“Enough, both of you, stop drinking!” Heath glared at them. “Hank, it’s time to do some real work!”

“Alright, no more drinking!” Benjamin, who feared no one but his older brother, hung his head when he

saw Heath getting angry.

Hank sat down with half a bottle of Chardonnay. After booting it up, he pulled out a USB drive and

plugged it in.

He installed over twenty software packages that were stored on it, including programming tools, several

cheats, and multiboxing software.

Carlisle and Heath moved their chairs closer to Hank and watched intently as he showed the cheats on

the computer screen.

SpeedGear 3.0, Timely Rain 3.0, Twin Tigers Anti–Ban, and Crimson Moon Ultimate were among the

cheating software that he has.

“Wow, you have quite a collection of cheats!”

Carlisle was amazed. These versions were far superior to those sold on the forums.

Those found in the forums were priced around 15 to 30 dollars each. They were unstable and prone to

account bans.

Still, many players risked it for the thrill of ambushing higher–level players.

“How about that? Have I found the right person for you?” Heath asked with a grin, lighting another

cigarette.

Carlisle snatched the cigarette from Heath’s hand and lit it for Hank “Absolutely reliable!”

Hank brushed his long hair away from his face and mumbled through the cigarette, “I’m in a good mood

today, so I’m going to share my private stash for some fun. These are the latest versions of the cheats,

and they have a very low chance of being banned!”

“He’s usually very stingy. He doesn’t even share these cheats with us!”

The implication behind his words was clear–Hank had laid out his treasures. He was showing his

commitment to Carlisle.

“I was hoping to make some money with these!” Hank took a sip of Chardonnay and grinned. He even

let out another hiccup.