Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Chapter 9: Gambling (2)

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Tang Meng seemed to have expected that Xie Junyan would definitely make a move, so he smiled slightly, stretched out his thumb and pointed in the direction of the playground, and calmly said: "Since Young Master Xie is interested, let's quickly place a bet Well, that fat man has already run half a lap, how many laps do you bet he can run?"

All the students who had placed bets and those who wanted to place bets stared at Xie Junyan with bated breath. Obviously, everyone believed in his judgment.

Xie Junyan didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to Ling Yun on the playground, carefully observing his steps, his movements, his breathing, and even his eyes. It was like observing the horses in a racetrack. Same.

As he observed, Xie Junyan frowned more and more tightly, and the expression on his face became extremely complicated.

Seeing him like this, Tang Meng couldn't help but sneered and said, "Young Master Xie, do you think it's a horse bet? After observing for so long, don't play if you can't afford to lose. Many people are still waiting to bet!"

Xie Junyan couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and suddenly looked away from Ling Yun who was running slowly, with an indescribably leisurely expression, and said with a smile: "In these days, people are not as good as horses, so what if it's just a horse bet? I'll pay you five thousand Yuan, bet four laps!"

"ah?… "

"What? It's over, Xie Junyan actually bet that Ling Yun can run four laps with the sandbag on his shoulders, that's 1,600 meters!"

"It's over, it's over, Xie Junyan's judgment should not be much different, so I bet on him running a lap, I'm sure to lose!"

The onlookers were in an uproar. Some of them didn't believe that Ling Yun could really run four laps, some were heartbroken that they had lost this week's living expenses, and most of them were surprised that Xie Junyan thought highly of Ling Yun so much!

Among them, the most shocked and angry one is of course Zhuang Meina. She just bet 2,000 yuan to bet that Ling Yun can run one lap at most. Now Xie Junyan judges that Ling Yun can run four laps. This is not hitting her in front of everyone. face

She didn't feel sorry for losing the two thousand yuan, but she was worried about losing her face in front of so many people!

"Hmph, four laps? 1,600 meters? Just that fat pig? Even if he can run three laps without carrying a sandbag, he's against the sky!" Although Zhuang Meina knew that Xie Junyan would definitely not dig a hole and jump by himself, she still Couldn't help expressing my disdain!

Tang Meng, a big banker, couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching after hearing this.

Since he is known as the little gambler, the odds he set before the start of the game were naturally not just shouting. He also carefully observed Ling Yun's running posture and movements, and the four laps happened to be his judgment!

As for more than five laps... that is purely a steady profit, no loss, whoever buys who loses, if the current high school students, if they don't specialize in training, who can run two kilometers with a fifty-pound sandbag on their shoulders

Although he was pinched seven inches by Xie Junyan this time, Tang Meng said calmly: "Young Master Xie has good eyesight, five thousand, four times the odds, and if you win, you will make a net profit of twenty thousand. It seems that you Do you want to take it back with interest?"

Xie Junyan had already observed Tang Meng's unnaturalness at that moment. He seemed to have a plan in mind, and said with a faint smile: "It's not rude to come here. Last time you earned me 10,000 for nothing. This time I will get back 10,000 more. Everyone It's just even... Do I need cash?"

Tang Meng chuckled and said, "I still can't trust you, Young Master Xie, Zhao Lei, bookkeeping, Xie Junyan, five thousand yuan, four rounds of betting!"

"Okay!" Zhao Lei, Tang Meng's follower, hurriedly wrote in a small notebook.

Before he could finish writing, Tang Meng took a deep breath, and then casually shouted to the surroundings: "Is there anything else you want to bet on?"

"I'll bet one thousand yuan, between five and ten laps!" Cao Shanshan slightly parted her cherry lips, but her voice was firm.

"Si..." the gasped voice made everyone petrify on the spot!

"Ah?! This..." Many students stared blankly at Cao Shanshan, their faces full of disbelief!

Even Xie Junyan couldn't hold back when he heard this. He was a little embarrassed. He really didn't expect that this Bingshan school girl, who is impossible for mortals to get close to, could be so sure that Ling Yun could run more than five laps!

Among them, Zhang Ling and Ning Lingyu are especially outstanding!

"Shanshan, don't you have a fever? Look at Ling Yun's appearance, he can't even run two laps, how about five laps?" Zhang Ling hurriedly tugged Cao Shanshan's sleeve anxiously, and quickly tried to persuade her .

If there were not so many people here, she probably would have raised her hand to touch Cao Shanshan's smooth forehead to see if this beautiful woman had a fever.

"Okay! Senior Colonel Cao bet 1,000 yuan and bet on Lingyun five to ten times! If you win, you will pay 5,000 yuan!" Tang Mengle smiled brightly.

In fact, it is no longer a matter of how much money he makes. Think about earning a thousand yuan from Cao Daxiaohua in high school. In the future, Tang Meng will also have the capital to brag, and he can wake up laughing even in his dreams.

Ning Lingyu stared blankly at Cao Shanshan at this moment, and wondered if she heard it wrong just now!

Cao Shanshan thinks highly of her brother so much? Could it be that the rumors this morning...

Tang Meng smiled and hurriedly asked his little brother Zhao Lei to record the account, but he didn't intend to ask Cao Shanshan for money at all, and then he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the playground.

"Students, look at this fat man's strength, he must run with all his strength, but, there are still a few minutes before class—" At this point, he glanced at everyone, and continued : "If everyone believes in my gamble, I, Tang Meng, will go to the playground right now and help Ling Yun count laps!"

"As for everyone, you should go back to class and go to class. After the next class is over, I will tell everyone how many laps Ling Yun ran!"

"Of course, if you place a bet with me and don't feel at ease, you can skip class with me and go for a few laps!"

What Tang Meng said was very high-sounding, but after he finished speaking, he stopped his gaze on Xie Junyan's face.

The meaning is obvious, Xie Junyan bets the most, whether he will go back to the classroom for class, or go to the playground with himself for a few laps.

Xie Junyan smiled and shook his head, pretending to be magnanimous, and said with a slight smile: "Who in Qingshui No. 1 Middle School doesn't believe in Tang Meng's gambling? A few laps are just a few laps. I'm not interested in such things as circles for people..."

After finishing speaking, she smiled politely at Cao Shanshan, nodded, and was about to drag Zhuang Meina back to the classroom.

Tang Meng just wanted everyone to disperse, but he heard a cold voice shout:

"Wait!"

When the students who were about to run back to the classroom heard it, they suddenly became interested. They all stopped and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw Ning Lingyu frowned slightly, took a step forward slightly, and looked at Tang Meng with her scissored eyes, and said coldly: "Tang Meng, since you are gambling with my brother, then I want to bet too ,OK?"

Although Tang Meng was bold and bold by nature, he was a little embarrassed to bet on his elder brother and his younger sister came to him, not to mention that among Qingshui's Four Great Evil Young Masters, he was the one who secretly liked Ning Lingyu!

Tang Meng felt a little guilty. He scratched his head unnaturally, and said with an apologetic smile, "Hey, Ning Lingyu, don't get me wrong. Actually, I'm just playing for fun, nothing else..."

"I don't care what you mean!" Ning Lingyu's face was still cold, she directly took out her only five hundred yuan from her wallet, and raised her hand to Tang Meng.

"Listen well, five hundred yuan, bet my brother can run more than ten laps!" Ning Lingyu did not hide the anger in her eyes, she also knew that her money would never be returned, but she didn't care at all!

There was even more exclamation in the corridor!

"Ten laps? This... This is simply impossible!"

"Yeah, yeah, running four kilometers with a fifty-pound sandbag? This isn't writing a fantasy novel..."

"If you want to talk about special forces, I believe it, but Lingyun, hehehe..."

All of a sudden, there were exclamations and discussions!

"Ning Lingyu, ahem... Let me tell you, although this is a gamble, if you really lose, the money will not be refunded. You can't be angry..." Tang Meng knew that Ning Lingyu's family was in trouble, so he didn't Accepting the money handed over by Ning Lingyu, she kept persuading her.

Xie Junyan also looked at Ning Lingyu and gently persuaded him: "Ning Lingyu, it's impossible for your brother to run more than ten laps, so don't throw money... Tang Meng is a master who eats meat but doesn't spit bones, you really can't do it …”

It has to be said that Xie Junyan is a black-bellied master, while comforting Ning Lingyu, he also did not forget to belittle Tang Meng.

On the other side, Cao Shanshan didn't say a word, she quietly looked at Ning Lingyu with her beautiful eyes like autumn water, secretly admiring the girl's courage and tenacity.

An extremely discordant voice sounded strangely: "I said Xie Junyan, did you take the wrong medicine today? It's none of your business if she is willing to waste money for her brother? Auntie, I even threw away two thousand yuan." , why don't you even fart?"

Naturally, it was Zhuang Meina who spoke. She was dissatisfied with Xie Junyan just now. Anyway, she is also Xie Junyan's legitimate girlfriend now. Xie Junyan helped Ning Lingyu speak again and again. Very good.

If it wasn't for Xie Junyan's family's power, Zhuang Mina would have cursed at someone else!

Ning Lingyu didn't bother to pay attention to Zhuang Meina, she stuffed the five hundred yuan in Tang Meng's hand heavily, turned her head and rushed into her classroom.

Seeing the anger and resentment in the eyes of the person he likes, Tang Meng couldn't hold back, his face was cloudy, and he casually threw five hundred yuan into Zhao Lei's hand, and said impatiently: "It's all gone, let's go!" , I'm going to the playground, anyone who wants to see it comes with me!"

Saying that, regardless of Zhao Lei, he squeezed through the crowd first, and ran towards the stairs with big strides.

He wanted to see for himself how many laps Ling Yun could run!

"Jingle Bell… "

As soon as Tang Meng walked out of the teaching building, he heard the bell ringing for class, but skipping class was a common occurrence for him, so he didn't care.

How long can Ling Yun last, and how many laps can he run

Not just those who participated in this gamble, this seems to be the question in every student's mind.

(end of this chapter)