Endless Gods and Heroes

"What are you doing, Old Han?" After receiving a call from Han Zhaoxu, a lazy female voice asked displeasedly.

"My good cousin, how about you do me a favor?" Han Zhaoxu said softly.

"If you don't help me, what good can you do to me?" The female voice refused very simply, and hung up the phone without waiting for Han Zhaoxu to beg again.

"I haven't slept enough yet." After yawning, the girl stretched and was about to continue meeting Duke Zhou when her cell phone rang again.

"Hey, Han Zhaoxu, you have learned how to be shameless, right?" The girl couldn't help but sarcastically said, in her opinion, Han Zhaoxu should not be so tasteless.

"Tingting, I'm begging you, you are the only one who can help me with this matter." Han Zhaoxu said in a low voice.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the sun really comes out from the west, okay, tell me, can you help me see how I feel." The girl sighed and said, sitting up from the quilt at the same time, revealing her fair and almost glowing skin.

"Uh... I lost the Hennessy Venom F5 in a bet with someone. Tingting, if you go to my house now, you can borrow it for a while and it will be fine when I win it back." Han Zhaoxu said with a slight embarrassment.

"What did you lose?" Han Shuting thought she was hallucinating and asked doubtfully.

"Hennessy Venom F5, Tingting, don't worry, it's just a mistake, I will win it back. Please help me today and I owe you a big favor." Han Zhaoxu quickly promised, "If it doesn't work, I will transfer it to you. Just help me shoulder this responsibility for the time being.

"Didn't you say you went to 037 to play guns with Akai and the others yesterday? Why did you suddenly go gambling?" Han Shuting inquired curiously. Since Han Zhaoxu said that he would put Wan Wan in his hands, he couldn't bear the blame. , anyway, she had no psychological pressure, so she sold Han Chaori directly to his parents when the time came.

"I lost it in the shooting club." Han Zhaoxu didn't want to say more about this matter. "Thanks, Tingting, you'd better send it to me soon."

Listening to the sudden interruption of the call, Han Shuting threw her cell phone on the bed unhappily. "If anyone wants to help you, I will send it to you in a while. We will talk about it after I wake up."

Less than 30 seconds after getting under the quilt, Han Shuting popped her head out again, "He actually lost to Hennessy in the shooting club. It seemed like we needed to see how embarrassed he was."

With this idea in mind, Han Shuting kicked off the quilt fiercely without folding it, and rushed to the bathroom with her long legs. Her short and medium-length hair, which was dyed white and fluffy and just reached her shoulders, was flying in the wind.

"My car will be delivered in a minute! Before that, do you dare to compete with me again?" Han Zhaoxu, who walked to the side after finishing the phone call with his cousin, looked at Wang Tieniu, who was looking at him with his arms folded. He couldn't help but be provocative.

"What do you want to bet on?" Wang Tieniu looked him up and down and asked. This kid seemed to be worth a lot, but winning him millions or tens of millions obviously didn't mean much to him.

"20 million cash, come or not!" Han Zhaoxu said through gritted teeth when his head was hot. He didn't believe that Wang Tieniu had such good luck every time.

"Axu, calm down!"

"Don't go up, don't go up, be steady!"

Han Zhaoxu's companions quickly stepped forward and grabbed him and took him aside.

"What for? Do you think I can't win back?" Han Zhaoxu asked with a red face.

"Are you sure of winning?" The young man wearing earrings looked at him seriously and asked.

"Yes!" Han Zhaoxu said through gritted teeth. He really didn't believe that Wang Tieniu could still beat him.

"Why don't you bet so big? If you lose again, nearly 50 million will be lost. If uncle finds out, you will probably be grounded for several months." The young man with half-yellow and half-black hair also advised, even for them This kind of super second generation will probably be furious if their family finds out that they lost 5000W in a day's bet.

"It's okay, I can still afford to lose this little money." Han Zhaoxu said in a deep voice. He couldn't swallow this breath of losing a Hennessy Venom F5 for nothing. Besides, he always believed that his loss to Wang Tieniu was purely because Wang Tieniu left. Shit luck, no matter how he analyzed it, he felt that he had a better chance of winning again.

His two friends looked at each other and unanimously stopped persuading him. If Han Zhaoxu still insisted on having his own way, he would have no choice but to follow him.

"2000W? Do you have cash? You can't delay payment like the car just now." When Han Zhaoxu stood in front of him again, Wang Tieniu teased with a smile.

"Who are you looking down on?" Han Zhaoxu took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, then showed the balance to Wang Tieniu. There was a balance of more than 36 million, which was quite a lot of pocket money for a second generation.

"Have you?" Han Zhaoxu asked subconsciously, perhaps because he felt he had lost face.

Wang Tieniu laughed, took out his mobile phone and clicked a few times, showing the ten balance in front of South Korea.

"F*ck! It's real or fake!" Han Zhaoxu was shocked. The bank balance Wang Tieniu showed him was astonishingly over 260 million, and he had to count it (ajee) several times before he could count it clearly.

"How do you want to bet?" Wang Tieniu slowly put away the phone and asked.

Han Zhaoxu was in a daze for a while. Maybe he would be kicked out today. Someone with a balance of more than 200 million in the card must not be a good person. Some of his evil thoughts that he should not have should be put aside.

Shaking his head to get rid of these unnecessary distracting thoughts, as long as he beat the opponent in this round of shooting competition, it would be over for today. Han Zhaoxu cheered himself up.

But he didn't realize that his momentum had been weakened a lot by Wang Tieniu, and he no longer had the confidence to win.

"CZ512 shoots 10 rounds." After careful consideration, Han Zhaoxu chose a rifle that was not so popular, and the weight of this rifle itself was relatively heavy.

Wang Tieniu probably isn't very good with guns.

"You come first or me first?" Wang Tieniu asked casually. After mastering the basic principles, these rifles are all similar to him.

"You come first this time." Han Zhaoxu thought for a moment and said. He wanted to carefully observe how Wang Tieniu shot.

"Okay." Wang Tieniu chuckled, walked to another target position, picked up the CZ512 attached to the chain, fired a single burst first, and then shot out the remaining nine bullets in one shot just as neatly.

"Why are his hands so stable?!" Han Zhaoxu discovered the problem keenly. Wang Tieniu's standard gun-holding action with both hands can be described as steady as Mount Tai. Even if the CZ512 is placed on the ground with a gun stand, it is not necessarily as good as Wang Tieniu holding it in his hands. More stable, in his opinion, the CZ512 was as if it was stuck firmly by two steel pliers and was motionless, spitting out tongues of fire.

"95 rings!" Looking at the number of rings reported on the big screen, Han Zhaoxu felt dizzy. This kid was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. It looked like he was really going to fall into trouble today.

"Is this still a human?" Xiao Jun and the female coach looked at each other. Standing at 100 meters and using ten rounds of CZ512 to hit 95 rings, it is not an exaggeration to call him a sharpshooter. What's especially outrageous is that the opponent simply swept over with a shuttle. It's not burst shooting. This simply subverts their common sense about shooting.

"Mr. Wang seems to be winning again?" Zhou Ping's secretary asked his boss in a low voice. The development of this matter can be said to be completely beyond their expectations. Not only did Wang Tieniu not lose, it seemed that he would win again. Winning two games means that Wang Tieniu will win 40 to 50 million in one fell swoop.

Zhou Ping's mouth was full of bitterness. Although he was the boss of a design institute, what happened today made him feel like he was nothing. Not only could he not be of any help, he could not even have any hand in whether his distinguished guests won or lost. He was just a pure person. It's as pure as soy sauce.

"We have to rely on her!" Zhou Ping gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Jinglin beside him, only to see the latter looking straight at Wang Tieniu, dumbfounded.

Zhao Jinglin has never thought that money is like a frivolous number. As soon as she entered the design institute after graduating from graduate school, she caught up with the economic downturn. The design institute, thanks to the slump in the housing market, suffered an even worse decline. Therefore, in terms of labor intensity, As she grew bigger and curlier, she felt that her salary was getting less and less. It could even be described as pitiful. It was almost impossible to support her life in the magic city. If the design institute hadn't paid for it, For food and accommodation, she was probably starving to death on the streets.

But now, with a salary of two to three thousand and looking at the multi-million gambling game in front of her, Zhao Jinglin has never felt that her professional skills, her academic qualifications, and her job are so ridiculous like this moment. .