Rebirth of the Evil Life

Amid the crazy celebrations of the Houston Rockets, Lin Feng returned to Germany with excitement and regret.

At this time, the German Cup entered the second round of the group stage, and the competition was getting better. However, Lin Feng didn't care too much and didn't deliberately place bets to win money. To win, he had to wait until after the knockout rounds. For now, let's just watch the game.

"Hey, Lin Feng, what's wrong? Sacchi, who you didn't poach, was poached by Real Madrid like this. Tsk, tut, tut, Lin Feng, what's wrong with you this time? How could someone take such a huge advantage? "It's not like you to be poached." "The novel chapter is updated the fastest." Suleiman met Lin Feng on the court with a look of ridicule.

Lin Feng glared at Suleiman angrily. This guy was really merciless. It seemed that his inner dissatisfaction was accumulating over time.

"Suleiman, if you are so aggrieved, why don't you give me your Capello?" Lin Feng smiled.

Suleiman groaned.

"I think Mourinho is also good. Why don't you let your Mourinho go to the Chinese national football team? I think that your national team will be really saved!" Suleiman said with a twist of his mind.

Lin Feng smiled.

"That won't work with Mourinho. He was born to belong to the Premier League. Besides, if he leaves, how will he conquer your opponents?" Lin Feng's talkative words are not forgiving.

Suleiman's face was dark.

"Just wait, my West Ham United will definitely defeat your Tottenham Hotspur this year and win the Premier League championship!" Suleiman clenched his fist.

"Well, let's wait and see. If you are a challenger, I will find the Premier League boring. Come on, it will put some pressure on me!" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Suleiman's eyes widened and he stared at Lin Feng for a long time. Finally, he waved his hands angrily and turned around to leave. He didn't want to talk to Lin Feng anymore. Talking to this guy was too irritating. His mouth is not as sharp as Lin Feng's, and arguing with this guy is purely self-humiliating.

Lin Feng smiled faintly and watched Suleiman leave.

"Boss, this Fatty Su is really hateful. He is specifically looking for trouble for us. It's so annoying." Lin Chiling muttered at the side, her voice was not quiet, and she was speaking in English, just for Suleiman to listen to.

Fatty Su! Suleiman's face jumped a few times, his fists clenched, and finally he left angrily. You guys, how dare you call me Fatty Su. Wait, I must make you look good.

"Zhiling, you,

Look, Fatty Su is so angry that his whole body is shaking. You are going to have three high blood pressures (hypertension, hyperlipidemia, and high blood sugar). If you get sick because of your anger, I think you can use me to compensate others. Medical expenses. Lin Feng joked.

Lin Chiling pouted and shrugged. I saw that she looked pitiful and pitiful.

"Okay. Stop being weird. Let's go and walk around. Germany is a country that is usually very lifeless, and its méu is not angry at all. Only now can we truly appreciate the essence of the Germanic nation. Let's go and have fun!" Lin With a wave of his hand, Feng Da took Lin Chiling and others into the fanatical atmosphere of Munich.

For several days, Lin Feng took Lin Chiling and others to visit various cities in Germany, enjoying the craze of E Cup and the tranquility of small towns in Germany. Amidst the noise and tranquility, there is a different kind of harmonious beauty.

Days passed, and the E Cup finally entered the knockout round.

"Huh, Lin, I will definitely beat you this time! I will!" Mourinho had two dark circles on his face and looked tired. Obviously, Mourinho was exhausted from this rape. Seeing Mourinho's misery, Lin Feng felt very guilty. It's all because of this bet that Mourinho is like this.

"Haha, Jose, this is just a game, just for fun. Don't take it too seriously." Lin Feng chuckled.

Mourinho glared at Lin Feng angrily, "Game, then you made 35,000 pounds in your first game. Is this still a game?" Doesn't this force him to work hard?

Lin Feng shrugged helplessly. This was easy to do at first, and it was a rare big upset, so I couldn't miss it. If you miss this, you will be struck by lightning. What's more, there weren't too many upsets in this E Cup, unlike the 2002 E Cup, where Japan and South Korea created the biggest surprises and had constant upsets. This year, there are too few unpopulars, so Lin Feng cannot miss it. Who could have expected that it would give Mourinho such a big stimulus.

Lin Feng was helpless and just sighed. This is really speechless.

"Today is Portugal versus the Netherlands, what do you think?" Mourinho asked.

Portugal played the Netherlands, and Lin Feng couldn't remember the result. But Lin Feng knew that in this World Cup, the German team defeated Portugal and won third place. However, this bet has three options: win, lose, draw. Even if it’s the knockout round. Within 90 minutes, the team has three options: win, lose, or draw. How to choose?

"José, how do you choose?" Lin Feng asked.

"The Netherlands had 2 wins and 1 draw in the group stage. Van Persie, Robben, and Kuyt formed a trident and were in good shape. But Portugal is my homeland, and I still choose Portugal!" Mourinho said with a sigh, "So I decided to With 32,000 pounds in hand, I will buy all the money for Portugal!”

Lin Feng was speechless. I'm also optimistic about Portugal, but it's still a gamble. However, this bet depends on the total amount of bets after the final cup, so both sides of a game have the same view, and it is not bad.

"How much do you bet?" Mourinho asked.

"Haha, I haven't played recently, and I still have 45,000 pounds in my hand. Well, in order to prevent both of us from losing everything and being unable to decide the winner, I will just keep 44,000 pounds. Keep 1,000 pounds." Feng chuckled.

"You also bet on Portugal?" Mourinho was stunned.

Lin Feng nodded.

"Of course, although the Netherlands performed well in this competition, Portugal is not bad either. We at Tottenham have three people selected for the national team. There is only one Robben in the Netherlands. From an emotional point of view, I also want to support Portugal. ." Lin Feng chuckled.

Mourinho rolled his eyes. This is a bit shameless. After beating Portugal, Lin Feng also beat Portugal and kept 1,000 pounds. If Portugal tied or lost, then Lin Feng would definitely win. Originally Mourinho thought that Lin Feng would beat the Netherlands. ngThe performance of the Netherlands in this cup is really good, very kingly. But who could have expected that Lin Feng would also be mellow and defeat Portugal.

But this is Lin Feng's choice, and Mourinho can't say me. Watch the ball!

The result of the game was no surprise. Portugal won 1:0 in the end, but the situation was extremely difficult. There were a total of 16 yellow cards and 4 red cards in the entire game, setting a record for red and yellow cards in a single game in the history of the E Cup. The confrontation that everyone was looking forward to was turned into an extremely ugly game. This really makes everyone sigh.

"It's so ugly! This is simply a disgrace to football!" Mourinho shook his head. This game has reached the point where there is almost a foul every minute. Can we still watch this game? This is uglier than a middle school football game.

"Okay, okay, just win. The pre-match odds are 1.45 to 1. Calculated like this, Jose, you now have 46,400 pounds! I have 64,800 pounds. Hehe, Jose, Come on!" Lin Feng's calculator clicked and came up with a result.

Mourinho pouted, this is really disturbing.

"**! Damn it, this game is too ugly!**!**!" As soon as they walked out of the box door, the two heard a burst of curses.

The two looked back and saw Suleiman walking out with a gloomy look on his face.

"Hey, Suleiman, why did you lose the bet?" Lin Feng chuckled.

Suleiman glared at Lin Feng angrily. He was optimistic about the Netherlands before, of course, mainly because he hated Portugal. Three of them were Tottenham players, and Mourinho was also Portuguese, which made him hate it even more. So he bought £100,000 and bet the Netherlands to win. As a result, the Netherlands lost badly, which made him so angry that he wanted to buy all 11 players from the Dutch team, scold them severely, and then sell them.

You can lose to anyone, but you can’t lose to Portugal! Although this 100,000 pounds is nothing to Suleiman. But I feel bad about losing in this tone. Especially when he meets Lin Feng when he goes out after losing a game, he feels even more unhappy.

"Haha, Suleiman, we just won a small victory, how about we have some fun next time." Lin Feng raised his eyebrows. Lin Feng remembers that he won tens of millions of dollars from Suleiman during the 2004 Athens Olympics football match. That gǎào is so cool. Although this amount of money is not worth it to Lin Feng. But the feeling was great.

Suleiman groaned. Naturally, he also remembered the trauma in his heart. Lin Feng had won a lot of money from him. It was so abominable. Of course, for Suleiman, money doesn't count. The important thing is that this tone made him unhappy about losing, and it cast a shadow on him.

"What, are you scared?" Lin Feng chuckled.

"Afraid? I'm not afraid. But it's not fun to play alone. I'll call someone else and we can all play together." Suleiman groaned.

"Okay, then you have made an appointment and give me a call." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Hmph, just wait! But remember to prepare more money, so you don't have to take off your pants when you lose." Suleiman snorted, turned and left.

Lin Feng laughed.

"Lin, are you really sure? Although you have money, I heard that you don't have enough cash now, and what these wealthy Arab businessmen are most in need of is cash!" Mourinho said with a frown. Although he is only a Premier League football coach, he has also witnessed Suleiman's lavish spending in recent years. When Lam Feng invested in Tottenham, he spent a lot of money in the first year, but then he stopped spending a lot of money. Suleiman is different. He spends hundreds of millions of pounds on people every year. Buy people exactly according to Capello's requirements. Although a lot of money was spent, it also proved that Suleiman had strong financial resources.

This is a big gamble, and Mourinho is worried about Lin Feng. ng Betting on football, although there is an element of technical analysis in it, but it is more about luck. ng, the football game itself is uncontrollable. As a coach, he couldn't be more husky.

What if Lin Feng loses miserably? To be continued.