Rebirth of the Evil Life

Chapter 2633 A losing bet

Lin Feng strode in.

"Look, it's Lin Feng coming." Reporters mixed in the crowd exclaimed when they saw Lin Feng coming.

Originally, it was strange for them that Tottenham Hotspur players came to this Soho bar together. After all, normally, there is never a Tottenham Hotspur player coming to this Soho bar. After all, this is the pub of arch-rivals West Ham United. Coming here means trouble. But today Tottenham Hotspur players came together as a group, and no one was left behind. This is so strange. Now it seems that Lin Feng took the lead.

Then what is Lin Feng doing here?

"Hey, I think we might as well inform the West Ham United players. They will definitely have a good show when they come." Several reporters discussed in a low voice.

"Well, if the players from West Ham United come, it will definitely be very interesting. Also, I think we can also inform Suleiman. If he knows that Lin Feng is leading the team to the Soho Bar, he will definitely rush over. That way, it would be much more interesting." Several reporters immediately called the West Ham United players and Suleiman.

"What! Tottenham Hotspur players have come to our venue, wait, we will go right away!" Lampard was furious when he heard that Tottenham Hotspur players actually arrived at the Soho bar. They have become mortal enemies for a long time. Whether on or off the court, they are mortal enemies who are jealous of each other. In this case, all members of Tottenham Hotspur came to the Soho bar. In Lampard's view, they were here to cause trouble.

Immediately, Lampard asked for leave from Sacchi and immediately took all the players there.

At this time, Suleiman also received news from reporters.

"What! Lin Feng brought people to destroy the place! **! I'll be there soon!" Suleiman twisted his chubby body, as fast as Lewis, jumped into the car crazily, and went straight to Soho bar.

At this time, Lin Feng had already led many players to get excited.

"You can eat and order. I'll pay for everything tonight. In short, don't go home until you're drunk. You should eat and play to your heart's content." Lin Feng held the wine bottle high and toasted with all the players. Originally, there was a rift between the players and they were not very harmonious. Everyone looked at each other, but as Lin Feng kept toasting, the atmosphere gradually became more lively. In particular, every time Lin Feng toasted, he drank one bottle.

Although this is just beer, drinking this bottle after bottle is incredible. At least many players asked themselves that they didn't drink as much as Lin Feng, and they dared to clink glasses with so many people. And the more this happens, the more everyone wants to compete with Lin Feng.

See if you can drink down Lin Feng. One after another, they drank desperately and blew bottles at each other with Lin Feng.

At this moment, if Mourinho were here, he would definitely scold everyone for being stupid. Competing with Lin Feng in drinking is not courting death. Who is Lin Feng? He is a terrifying existence who can take down the entire East China Sea Fleet by himself. If you have a drinking contest with him, you are really seeking death.

It's a pity that all the players don't know. So they drank hard. And this is what Lin Feng wants. After a while, the players from West Ham United arrived, and their home court was occupied by the players from Tottenham Hotspur. It was exciting at that time.

Five minutes, five minutes later, Lampard arrived with all the West Ham players. Seeing Tottenham Hotspur players smiling, drinking heavily, making loud noises, and occupying the seats where they had been sitting before did not make Lampard and the others mad.

"David, what do you mean? This is our bar, what are you Tottenham people doing here!" Lampard pointed at the tipsy Beckham and roared loudly.

"Haha, Lampard, you're here too. Come, have a drink!" Beckham is a very amiable person, and he and Lampard are both teammates of the national team, so he did not directly regard Lampard as a As a mortal enemy, he regarded him as a national team teammate and passed by with a bottle in his hand.

Lampard frowned and pushed Beckham away. Originally, he just wanted to push Beckham away. Unexpectedly, he was in a hurry and used a little more force. In addition, Beckham drank again and was unsteady on his feet. This time, he fell down with the bottle. On the ground.

This time, it has stirred a hornet's nest.

All Tottenham players immediately rushed out, pointed at Lampard and yelled, calling him despicable. Not to be outdone, the players from West Ham United gathered around and pointed at the Tottenham players and scolded them for being shameless. On both sides, you point at me and I point at you. Their noses are getting closer and closer, and there is a strong tendency to break out.

"Boss, why don't you go out and stop it? If this fight really breaks out, it will be a big trouble. The Football Association will punish both teams, and our team was the first to provoke, so I'm afraid we will be severely punished. All the players are here, and if they are punished collectively, they will not be able to play in the last few games," Lin Chiling said worriedly.

"Okay, forget about it and drink." Lin Feng waved his hand.

"Boss!" Lin Chiling shouted.

"Okay, I know. Don't worry. It's all under my control." Lin Feng smiled.

Lin Chiling frowned, she didn't know what Lin Feng was planning. He could only drink wine in depression and look at the players from both sides who met each other and almost started fighting with palpitations. If a fight really breaks out, what will we do?

Fight, fight, fight quickly. ——Many reporters hidden in the crowd are eager for the two sides to fight. That would be lively enough and they would have enough topics to write about. Fight, fight quickly.

Just when the situation between the two sides was in danger, a man rushed in.

"Get out of my way!" The person shouted, and Suleiman came.

"Lin Feng, stand up for me!" Suleiman shouted with his hands on his hips, his eyes scanning the surroundings like searchlights.

All the players looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng lazily stood up and walked towards Suleiman.

"I said, Fatty Su, why are you looking for me?" Lin Feng asked leisurely.

"Lin Feng, why are you bringing your people to my territory? Do you know you have crossed the line?" Suleiman pointed at Lin Feng and shouted angrily.

puff! Lin Feng was immediately amused by Suleiman's words. You've crossed the line, Damn, you think this is a gangster thing!

"Fat Su, I just brought people here to have a drink, how can I say that I have crossed the line? They are clearly just here to cheer me up!" Lin Feng smiled slightly, "I brought so many players here to cheer me up, and you didn't come to welcome me, but you still said it This is not the way to treat guests!"

Suleiman snorted.

"Lin Feng, you are not welcome here, take your people and leave!" Suleiman shouted.

Lin Feng pursed his lips.

"Fat Su, are you driving me away?" Lin Feng pointed at Suleiman and shouted.

"Yes, I just want you to leave. You are not welcome here, just leave!" Suleiman shouted.

Lin Feng shook his head.

"Suleiman, originally I just came here to drink and bring everyone to have fun and cheer. Since you said so, I won't be polite. I just brought people to ruin the place today. What do you do? "Lin Fengren stood aside and sat there with a strong sword. He looked at Suleiman provocatively and snorted coldly.

"Okay! Lin Feng, you dare to come and cause trouble! Damn it, mark your own path and I will follow you." Suleiman rolled up his sleeves and shouted.

Lin Feng smiled and raised the wine bottle in his hand.

"Since this is a bar and I'm here to ruin the place, let's let the wine speak for itself. Today, all of us will have a bottle to brag about. Whoever falls down first will lose. The loser, please drink today. Lin Feng said loudly.

"Okay!" The whole audience immediately cheered. How could it not be fun to watch a good show and drink for free?

"Don't do it! Lin Feng, you think I'm stupid. You are famous for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. If we fight with you, all of us combined won't be enough for you to drink alone. Don't try to seduce me here." Suleiman slapped the table and said.

Lin Feng pursed his lips. He didn't expect that his reputation for not getting drunk after a thousand cups of wine had already spread far and wide. I didn’t expect Suleiman, a fat guy, to be so smart and not fooled. But fortunately, Lin Feng didn't intend to let himself get started.

"In this way, I pick six people and you pick six people. Whoever falls first loses! What do you think?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Suleiman frowned and nodded in approval. As long as Lin Feng doesn't get ahead, he won't be afraid. This time Lin Feng took the initiative to knock on the door, he would always give Lin Feng a lesson. Otherwise, if it spreads, he will be embarrassed to see others.

"Lampard, you pick five people." Suleiman ordered.

Lampard didn't hesitate and selected Vieri and Henry, who are strong and fond of nightclubs, as well as strong goalkeeper Abbiati and defender Samuel, as well as Mendieta.

"Well, Cristiano, Kaka, Essien, Messi, Robben, and Defoe, come on." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Haha, there are just a few of them! Haha, you will definitely lose, Lin Feng, you will definitely lose!" Suleiman burst out laughing when he saw clearly the people sent by Lin Feng.

Among the people listed by Lin Feng, except for Essien, who is a standard calf, he is also a bit strong. The others are all skinny. On the other hand, everyone on his side is strong and strong. The fierce man. If these two sides had a drinking contest, Lin Feng's side would definitely lose.

"Hey, don't hold me back!" Ronaldo said coldly to Messi.

"Don't worry, I never hold back." Messi snorted and stood in front of the stage.

The 12 people took their seats, six to six, with a large glass of beer in front of each. Of course, there are more mountains of beer stacked not far away.

"Hey, Fatty Su, how are you doing, are you interested in making a bet?" Lin Feng shouted.

"Bet! Haha, Lin Feng, whatever you want to do, I will accompany you today!" Suleiman laughed.

In Suleiman's view, this was a completely unequal game, so he was not afraid that Lin Feng would win. Lin Feng is doomed.

"Haha, for a little fun, how about 10 million US dollars!" Lin Feng smiled and stretched out a finger.

hiss! There was a burst of exclamation at the scene.

Although Lin Feng is very rich, with a fortune worth trillions, everyone knows that half of Lin Feng's assets are in grain, and he is the world's largest grain trader, while most of the remaining assets are in stocks and real estate. In terms of cash, Lam Feng is not rich anymore (no one knows that Lam Feng got 300 billion US dollars from the "Mitsubishi Union Bank of Tokyo", of course, a small half of it was given to the "Second Bank", and the other half was used to "Phantom" Technology's acquisition of companies, Lin Feng is indeed not very rich in cash, but he still has at least about 40 billion US dollars in cash. ), to dare to make such a big bet, in the eyes of everyone, is a bit desperate.

Suleiman is a super rich man who can control hundreds of billions of dollars in funds, but these are not all his assets, but the assets of the entire group, and many of them are family assets. He doesn't have much cash in his hands right now. Although this 10 million US dollars is not too painful for him, it is still a bit hesitant. In particular, Lin Feng never loses in bets. Although he thinks he is sure to win this round, what if Lin Feng has any backup plans?

Thinking of this, Suleiman hesitated. It's not because he's weak, it's just that Lin Feng is too cunning. I have never seen Lin Feng lose before. Although Suleiman is rich, he doesn't give money to others.

"Why, Fatty Su, are you afraid of this too?" Lin Feng said sarcastically.

Suleiman frowned. He couldn't stand the stimulation of others, especially Lin Feng.

"Okay, just bet, I don't believe you will keep winning, I don't believe you will never lose even once!" Suleiman yelled.

"Okay, let's start!" Lin Feng smiled slightly and shouted loudly.

The gambling begins immediately!

"I'll do it first!" Lampard drank first. Vieri and others also cheered.

On Lin Feng's side, Cristiano Ronaldo and others did not hesitate. If the other party did it, they would do it themselves.

"Boss, this is not good. Judging from the momentum and speed of drinking, we are also at a disadvantage. Especially Messi and Kaká, who rarely drink, today we let them take the gamble. This is very dangerous. Ah." Lin Chiling took one look and realized something was wrong.

Not good? This is not only bad, this is a losing situation. Cristiano Ronaldo and others met the Brutalists led by Lampard, and they were absolutely no match for the wine competition. But for Lin Feng, this gamble must continue.

Ronaldo and Messi are at odds, and Lin Feng has no way to resolve it. Ordinary means are completely useless. That's why Lin Feng adopted such a violent and alternative method to let Messi and Ronaldo cultivate a comradeship in a drinking contest and develop a comradeship with the same hatred and the same enemy. The reason why Lin Feng called Kaka, Essien, Robben and Defoe is because these people are their friends and supporters, and it is also because their team is in such trouble.

Let them go together to cultivate this comradeship together. Of course, they are absolutely no match for this bet, and losing will only make them realize the difference between individuals and teams. No matter how strong an individual's ability is, there are limits, but the power of a team is infinite. As for why Lin Feng made a $10 million bet with Suleiman, it was to make them believe that he did not send them to lose on purpose.

Suleiman, don’t let your people lose! Otherwise, I would be sorry for all my hard work.

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