The Super Special Forces King

Chapter 130: Drunk middle-aged man

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Zhang Feng thought that Wang Aiguo would be able to tell something about a big bet, but he didn't expect that he ended up with three bottles of Maotai. You can get one bottle at any tobacco and alcohol supermarket on the street for 1,800 yuan.

He thought so, and everyone else around him was completely shocked.

The Maotai that Wang Aiguo can store in the Red Star Club cannot be the same as the outside. It is the puree of Maotai, and it is the puree that has been sinking for sixty years.

Although it is available on the market, each bottle costs no less than 100,000 yuan, and it is priceless but has no market.

Li Jian didn't care and said directly: "I want a bottle!"

Wen Kaiqi and Chai Chong also wanted a bottle of Laozi to go home and honor me, but thinking about their attitude just now, they swallowed the words that were about to come to their lips.

Monkey, like Zhang Feng, does not understand the value of this wine at all. Even if it is given to them to drink, it is probably no different from drinking other wine.

Zhang Feng said casually: "Okay!" After saying that, he turned to look at Xu Peng with a smile and said: "Brother Xu Peng, you are so sure that your patriotic brother can win, then why don't you also participate and place some bets?"

Xu Peng sneered and said, "I'm not your eldest brother! I have no intention of playing with you!" He was about to leave.

Since Zhang Feng, who was already plucked by Yan Guo, had already planned to trick people, how could he let him go so easily? He raised his voice three times and said with excitement: "It turns out that some people are not so sure about his patriotic brother. Can you win? What you said just now is flattering!"

Xu Peng's face suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Boy, what are you talking about? When did I flatter you? Okay, since you want to play, then I will play with you. If you win, I just said The car is yours. If you lose, I don’t want your money. Just kneel down and kowtow to me and call me grandpa!”

"What's your name?" Zhang Feng asked as if he didn't hear.

"Master..." As soon as his words reached his lips, Wang Aiguo interrupted: "Pengzi, don't be fooled by this kid."

Xu Peng also reacted and looked at Zhang Feng with growing hatred.

Zhang Feng looked indifferent and said: "Everyone, if you are not sure or certain that Comrade Wang Aiguo can beat me, you can place a bet! No!

You can bet whatever you want, no matter how big or small, I will take it! "

Someone in the crowd shouted: "What if you lose and can't afford to pay?"

"Hehe." Zhang Feng sneered twice, took out a bank card from the inner pocket of his clothes, and said: "As long as you dare to play, no matter what you bet, I will mortgage it according to the price! Our Red Star Club should be able to swipe the card ?”

"Okay, in that case, I'll bet on Patriot to win, forget the money, I've deposited two bottles of red wine here, consider it a bet!"

Zhang Feng had a black line on his forehead. What's going on with these guys? They always drink, but they can't actually get some money or something? Don’t you know that you are short of money

"I'm also a patriotic brother. I don't have any wine, but I have a box of fine Cuban cigars stored here."

Seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Feng accepted bets from many people, and the things they placed bets on were all kinds of strange, such as wine, cigars, cigarettes, snuff bottles, etc...

"Hmph, the clown will never make it to the stage! Let's go and see how far he can jump!" Wang Aiguo snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the backyard.

When Zhang Feng was about to walk towards the backyard, Wen Kaiqi grabbed his arm and asked in a low voice: "Madman, do you know how big your game is? The total price of these things is more than two million, you Is there so much money in the card?”

Zhang Feng's expression was obviously stunned, and he asked in disbelief: "What are you talking about? The total price of those miscellaneous things exceeds two million?"

"This is still the lowest estimate! How much money do you have in your card?" Wen Kaiqi emphasized.

I was ecstatic in my heart. I originally thought that these miscellaneous things were worthless, but I didn't expect them to be of such high value. It was so fun to play with them!

He suppressed the smile in his heart and said in a low voice: "I don't know what's going on with me? Don't say two million, I don't even have 20,000."

"Then you dare to let them bet?" Wen Kaiqi said in surprise.

Zhang Feng pointed at the monkey, then at Li Jian, and asked with a smile: "Do you think the three of us will lose?"

"Definitely not!" Wen Kaiqi said, if the three of them lose, how can they not have their legs broken by the furious King of Hell after they return

"now that

So, what does it matter whether I have money or not? Anyway, they were just playing with these idiots, grabbing their things and leaving. "Zhang Feng said, already walking towards the backyard.

"That's right!" Wen Kaiqi naturally said to himself and chased after Zhang Feng.

Li Jian squeezed out a smile on his rigid face and shook his head helplessly, secretly thinking that Zhang Feng could trick people without even turning his eyelids red.

Monkey was a little surprised. His family was a little better than Zhang Feng. Just like what he said, his parents were both fruit vendors, and they could only afford food and clothing. When he suddenly heard about two million, he was also shocked.

Not only the people who originally followed Wang Aiguo poured into the boxing gym in the backyard, but other people also followed. After all, Wang Aiguo, one of the four young masters in Kyoto, made a bet with others and wanted to see it.

In the most inconspicuous dark corner of the hall, a middle-aged man with unkempt stubble on his face, blurred eyes, and a heavy smell of alcohol in his breath stood up, holding the Red Star Erguotou in his hand, and staggered toward the backyard. Walk to the boxing gym.

Wang Aiguo and Zhang Feng stood on both sides of the ring respectively. The former said coldly: "Zhang Laoer, win two out of three rounds! We don't need a referee anymore, let's just start!" As he said that, he said to those who followed him. The silent young man behind him nodded.

The young man plucked green onions from dry land and jumped directly onto the ring. He pressed one hand on the boxing rope and used his body to volley over into the ring with a cool posture.

Everyone below saw his gorgeous entrance and cheered loudly.

The young man standing in the boxing ring, although he did not speak, looked pleased with himself, obviously enjoying the cheers.

Not only Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, but other members of the Huangquan team also shook their heads. What they pay attention to is being as motionless as a mountain and moving as fast as thunder. Flashy moves like this are just for claptrap.

The young man standing on the ring raised his chin slightly, raised his fingers contemptuously at Zhang Feng and others, and then stretched out his little finger to point down to the ground.

The middle-aged man staggered into the boxing gym in a drunken state. He found a corner and sat on the floor. He grabbed the Erguotou in his hand and poured it down his throat. It seemed that he was not drinking 56-degree liquor, but just boiled water. Same!