Rebirth of the Evil Life

"Come on, everyone, be a witness to me and Lin Feng. MLaNiuNiu la66 We were betting on whether I could have a 'mermaid line'. Lin Feng said that I didn't. If he loses, I will spend 100 million US dollars to buy it. Messi or Fabregas, choose one of the two. If he wins, then I will help him raise 80 billion US dollars in cash. How about it, Lin Feng, am I right? You asked me to help you introduce it. I helped you raise the funds directly, so I must be generous!" Suleiman said proudly.

Both Mansour and Crown Prince Tamim looked sideways. The two of them were really surprised by this strange bet. Also, when did Suleiman have a human fish line? Such a fat man can also have a human fish line? Both Mansour and Tamim are standard Arabs. They are used to enjoying delicacies and all kinds of delicacies, and they are pampered. Most of them, the crown princes, have a round figure and a "general belly", but This was usually covered by Arab robes, so the outside world couldn't see it, so they didn't care.

Wasn't Suleiman like this before? He was as chubby as a frog. When will Suleiman be able to have a mermaid line? This is really strange. Suleiman ignored Mansour and Tamim's surprise and just looked at Lin Feng triumphantly. Look like you were fooled.

"Lin Feng, originally I wanted to help you. Although we fought back and forth, after so many years, we have no friendship but a little friendship. I really want to help you overcome this difficulty. But this time, I can only say sorry." Suleiman shook his head regretfully and was about to lift up his clothes.

"Wait!" Lin Feng stopped Suleiman, "Suleiman. This result will be announced at the end. It will be announced after the World Cup. Now, let's talk about the game first. The game is about to start. "

"Hmph, do you think you won't lose this way?" Suleiman snorted, "Tell me, how do we play?"

"Crown Prince Tamim and Councilor Mansour, what do you think we should do?" Lin Feng asked.

"Well, in this way, we don't distinguish who is the banker. Let's directly guess the score. Whoever guesses the score closest will win. Of course, not only the score must be guessed, but also the number of goals. Including the time of the goal. Based on the comprehensive evaluation, whoever is closest will win alone," Crown Prince Tamim suggested.

Guessing the score, guessing the number of goals, and the time of the goal is quite difficult. This not only tests experience and judgment, but also tests luck. Even if your luck is slightly worse, it won't work. But these people here are not bad luck. At least as far as Tamim and others are concerned, birth is with a silver spoon in their mouth. This luck is far better than anyone else. So they don't bet on anything else. Just bet on luck. As for Lin Feng, if nothing else, he was extremely lucky to be reborn.

"Okay, let's play like this. How much is the bet?" Mansour asked.

"That's it. We don't gamble either. For us,

Money is of no use. Just bet on favors. Whoever wins in the end, then the other three owe each other a favor. Tamim said without waiting for Lin Feng and Suleiman to speak.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up. This is a good idea. To be honest, winning money is no longer fun. Now I am not short of small money, but big money. But if you want to say that you bet $80 billion with them, I have never heard of this. No matter how rich these Arab tycoons were, they would never bet against Lin Feng like this. After all, once you lose, it is not easy to take out so much money. After all, the loser in this bet is not the investment. If such a large sum of money is taken out and said to be lost, the family will probably go crazy.

And there is nothing better than human kindness. Don't owe anything in this world, don't owe any favors. It would be great if these three wealthy Arabs owed him a favor. This favor is worth a lot of money. Lin Feng felt that this bet couldn't be better, and the same was true for Suleiman and the three of them. Mansour is a member of the UAE royal family, Suleiman is the heir to the Abu Dhabi consortium, and Tamim is the crown prince of Qatar. Their identities are not simple, and they are all wealthy and powerful. As for Lin Feng, it goes without saying that the 'Second Consortium' is well-known. Coupled with Lin Feng's influence in the IT world, this favor is enough to satisfy them.

"Okay, I bet on Italy winning, beating France 1:0, and the goal will be scored around 35 minutes." Suleiman was the first to say.

"I bet that the two sides will tie 0:0 in the 90th minute. In the 110th minute of overtime, France will score and ultimately win 1:0." Mansour said calmly.

"Well, I think both sides will take penalty kicks, and Italy will win 5:3 in the end!" Tamim said loudly.

Lin Feng smiled.

"Why, are you so optimistic about Italy?" Lin Feng smiled.

"Lin Feng, you can bet on France winning." Suleiman groaned.

"Haha, France? That won't work, that really won't work. I still believe in Italy. But I'm different from you. I think within 90 minutes, the score was a 1:1 draw, and the penalty kick was 5:3 Italy won. The final result It’s 6:4.” Lin Feng said with a smile.

The three of them despised it together. This is too blind. It's still 1:1, penalty kicks are 5:3, and the total score is 6:4. Are you so accurate? Do you really think you can predict the future?

Lin Feng smiled and didn't care about the white eyes of the three people.

"Boss, the German dinner you ordered is here." At this time, Lin Chiling opened the door and came in, followed by some waiters, all holding plates in their hands. When the plate was opened, there was steam coming out of it and the aroma was fragrant. The whole box was immediately filled with the aroma of the barbecue. The oil on the barbecue and the golden pieces of meat were very appetizing.

"Come, let's watch the football together and enjoy German food. The French red wine and foie gras that Gaddafi had yesterday are really not to my taste. For me, it's better to eat large pieces of meat and drink a lot of wine." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Lin Feng's words were deeply agreed by the three of them. Arabs are also a people who eat large amounts of meat and drink large amounts of wine. Gaddafi's pretentious elegance really made them a little bit intolerable. Yesterday's meal was quite expensive, but it was uncomfortable. Today's large piece of German barbecue and German dark beer are more satisfying.

"What, Suleiman, you don't want to eat? Then we won't be polite." Lin Feng glanced at Suleiman who was a little hesitant, smiled, grabbed a piece of barbecue, put it to his mouth, bit down with his teeth, and filled his mouth The juice squirts out and the fragrance splashes out, so tempting. After chewing for a while, Lin Feng took a big gulp of half a cup of beer and then let out a long belch.

"It feels so good! Come on, leave him alone, let's eat!" Lin Feng greeted Tamim and Mansour.

Tamim and Mansour were also seduced by Lin Feng's delicious food and drink. They usually paid attention to their status and chewed slowly, but in fact, Arabs eat large pieces of meat and drink in large quantities. No one is an outsider here now, everyone is a person of status, and they are not afraid of being laughed at by eating and drinking like this. At that moment, he was not polite and just grabbed the meat, drank dark beer, and burped, which was a great pleasure.

As for Lin Chiling, she withdrew. In such a scene, it is inappropriate for a woman like her to be here. And it will make several Arab crown princes and parliamentarians uncomfortable. The Arab world is a typical world where men are superior to women. They will not be like this when women are present.

Suleiman looked depressed, and these three guys were a little too angry. How could they be so irritating? I really think I am air and transparent. Isn’t it tempting to eat and drink like this? Suleiman silently felt his luck, nodded secretly, and then stopped being polite, pounced directly over, joined Lin Feng and the others in the 'battle situation', and started eating and drinking.

At this time, the game suddenly heard a sharp whistle. France was awarded a penalty kick. Zidane scored a penalty kick to help France open the scoring, 1:0.

At this time, Mansour, Suleiman, and Tamim were all stunned. The French team scored, and now they are in trouble. All three of them have no chance. Of course, Mansour still has a role to play. His guess was that France won 1:0 in overtime. Even if France scored in the first half, if the total score is 1:0, then compared to others, his score is the closest and he will naturally be the winner. Of course, there was Lin Feng. His guess was 1:1. If Italy scored another goal, Lin Feng would win.

As for Suleiman and Tamim, it’s completely out of the question. Their guess was that Italy would win, which was totally out of reach. Of course, it would be different if Italy counterattacked in the end.

The four of them continued to eat and drink and continue to pay attention to the game. At this time, 19 minutes into the game, Italy equalized with a corner kick. The score on the court was 1:1.

Suleiman and the other three frowned. Now Lin Feng guessed the score. However, Mansour did not despair. Lin Feng guessed that Italy would win. If France won, Lin Feng would still lose. He still wins.

The four of them continued eating and drinking. However, the rest of the game became dull, and the score did not change at all until the end. The same is true for overtime, which is about to enter overtime. Suddenly, an accident occurred on the field. Zidane knocked down Italian center back Materazzi with a powerful move and was immediately sent off with a red card. This scene drew boos from the entire audience.

This World Cup is Zidane's last and his last game. After this game, Zidane chose to retire directly, and he will bid farewell to his playing career. As a result, his playing career ended with a red card, which was embarrassing. Although this still cannot affect his greatness, this disgraceful scene is really a bit regretful.

"Hey!" Lin Feng also sighed. Before this, Lin Feng had told Zidane through Sophie Marceau to restrain his emotions on the court. Unfortunately, Zidane still couldn't control his emotions. Obviously, Materazzi's words were quite lethal, and Zidane, who has always been elegant, couldn't help it.

Poisonous tongue, this is it!

Amid everyone's sighs, the overtime ended and it was time for a penalty shootout. At this time, the room became tense. (To be continued)