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It's not that enemies never get together, but that real enemies always have a bipolar attraction to each other, similar to a magnet.
When Zhang Feng noticed Wang Aiguo, the latter also turned around and saw Zhang Feng.
The deliberate smile on his face became slightly ferocious due to the twitching of the corners of his mouth. However, a moment ago, Wang Aiguo resumed his smile, separated from the crowd, and walked towards Zhang Feng.
Many people around him also recognized Zhang Feng as the boy who had a conflict with Wang Aiguo, and even made Wang Aiguo suffer, so they whispered to other uninformed people.
"Last time, this kid had a bet with Wang Aiguo, and ended up winning the aged Moutai from Wang Aiguo."
"real or fake?"
"I can also lie to you. Not only did he win Maotai, this kid also set up a gambling game and swept away other participants. Do you know? This is not only the key, but the key is that he never played in the game from beginning to end."
"Impossible, how could Mr. Wang lose to him? Don't tease me?"
"Why am I teasing you? Last time... I also participated in the bet. Do you believe me when I say this?"
"I'll go, then today's matter is a bit interesting. The famous Mr. Wang has been stepped on. It will be ugly if he can't find his way back."
The muttering sound reached Wang Aiguo's ears, making it increasingly difficult for him to keep the smile on his face.
When I walked closer to Zhang Feng, I saw his playful expression, and the more I looked at him, the more he looked like he was laughing at himself. Reluctantly maintaining a smile, he said: "Zhang Laoer, right? You tricked me last time. I said how dare you have the confidence to bet and fight with me. It turns out that you came from that place, and there were two people who competed at that time. We are all your comrades in arms, so of course we can’t compare to the soldiers there. I don’t see that you are quite scheming.”
Wang Aiguo has already figured out Zhang Feng's background, especially this red and blue army confrontation exercise, in which his father was even more involved.
Everyone was stunned when they heard his words, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Feng with contempt. The people who could enter that place were not ordinary people.
Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows, shrugged, and said nonchalantly: "So what? Do you want to bet with me? Do you have that?"
Are you brave? "
Wang Aiguo's face turned ugly for a while. His skills were indeed very good, but there was still a gap between him and the soldiers of the Huangquan team. Naturally, there would be a winner or loser in a gambling battle with Zhang Feng, so he would not be unhappy about that.
However, it would not be his character to give in like this. Wang Aiguo said straightforwardly: "I admit that I am not your opponent in boxing."
Zhang Feng immediately interrupted him: "Are we comparing who can pee further or pee higher? Mr. Wang is indeed very elegant and different from ordinary people. I apologize that I am not willing to let my opponent down." As he said this, he was still pretending. A bow.
Many people were holding back their laughter, secretly saying that this guy was really funny. An adult in his twenties was actually farther and taller than Pee. If word got out, people in Kyoto would laugh out loud.
Wang Aiguo's face turned the color of pig's liver. He held it in for a long time before he said: "Those are all children's games. Of course we can't compare. There is a saying that goes well, if you start with just one pound, you will be able to PLA on time. Let's compare. Drink. No matter who loses or wins today, how about we write off all the previous debts?"
"Drink?" Zhang Feng frowned slightly. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Wang Aiguo's gourd, so he asked, "How do you play?"
Wang Aiguo smiled and said: "It's still the old rule of winning two out of three games. You can find two more helpers. Whichever side's three people fall first will lose."
Hearing what he said, Zhang Feng sneered in his heart. It turned out that Wang Aiguoan had this intention. Seeing that he was alone without a companion, he deliberately proposed to win three games in a row.
Seeing that Zhang Feng didn't speak for a long time, Wang Aiguo couldn't let his wishful thinking come to fruition, so he sneered: "What? Zhang Laoer, are you giving in? As long as you admit it yourself, this matter will be treated as if it never happened. Pass."
"Do I give up?" Zhang Feng pointed at his nose and asked: "You think I will give in? Let's fight for wine. I don't need three people, just myself! But I can't play in vain, I have to have some luck. ”
"Okay, it's exactly what I want. I'm still the same. If you lose, just stay away from her and be obedient and don't appear in her life in the future. I'm going to lose, huh, you tell me." Wang Aiguo said. An indifferent attitude. The reason why he is so confident is that he does not believe that Zhang Feng can still win. red star club
The club can be said to be his home ground, and it is easy to find two companions who drink heavily. And no one would be so blind as to be Zhang Laoer's helper. One person is drinking with three people. I really don’t know what this two hundred and five person is thinking, and he dares to agree to it.
"I really have to think about it, let's just say, I have no fixed place to live in Kyoto now. If you lose, you can get me a villa to live in. It doesn't matter if it's a little remote, as long as it's big enough, one thousand and eighty square meters Just rice.”
Everyone gasped when they heard Zhang Feng's words. This kid was really mouth-opening. Even a villa with an area of 1,800 square meters in a remote location in Kyoto, where every inch of land is precious, costs tens of millions. He dared to say that.
The corner of Wang Aiguo's mouth twitched twice, but he still agreed and said: "No problem, as long as you can win from my hand! But I'm afraid you don't have any strength."
"Let's not talk nonsense. Let's just sit on the donkey and read the songbook." Zhang Feng said, "Hurry up, I have limited time, you can find someone."
Before Wang Aiguo could speak, a big man with beard and rosacea stood up and said with a smile: "Young Master Wang, what if you don't mind me coming to help?"
"The relationship is good." Of course Wang Aiguo did not refuse. This rosacea was a well-known drunkard in Kyoto circles.
Another thin young man also stood up. He couldn't let go of such an opportunity to please Mr. Wang, so he said: "Young Master Wang, count me in. I will definitely not let you lose face."
"Okay!" Wang Aiguo nodded, turned to Zhang Feng and said, "How about it, my people have been selected, come on."
"Me? No need. I'll wait until I go to the toilet to free up my memory before I fight you for three hundred rounds." Zhang Feng grinned.
When he walked out of the bathroom, the wine table was already covered with wine bottles, one bottle of beer, white wine, and red wine next to another.
Wang Aiguo stood in the middle with a smile on his face, the rosacea man and the thin man stood on both sides of him, and the crowd watching the fun stood behind them.
Zhang Feng had a feeling of the Three Kingdoms and Three Heroes fighting against Lu Bu, but today the competition was not about kung fu, but drinking capacity.
He walked closer, slapped the table with his hand, and shouted: "Who comes first!"