Rebirth of the Evil Life

Italy and France entered a penalty shootout. www.dyzww.com[一_中文_网] The atmosphere in the box suddenly became solemn.

At this time, among the four people, Lin Feng had the greatest chance, followed by Mansour. As for Suleiman, he was directly eliminated, and Tamim was basically ineligible. Even if Italy wins and the final score is 5:3, his guess is not as accurate as Lin Feng's. After all, Lin Feng correctly guessed the score of 1:1. This is an undisputed fact.

What we are looking at now is that in the end, if France wins, Mansour wins, and Italy wins, then Lin Feng wins. Whoever wins will win favors from the other three. This is a huge bet.

"Here, drink!" Lin Feng offered a glass of beer.

The three of them all had an astonishing amount of alcohol, so they drank it without saying a word. At this time, drinking is the best way to relieve tension. Suleiman was completely eliminated at this moment. He kept pouring wine and eating barbecue to vent his unhappiness. He actually lost to Lin Feng again this time. Damn it, he lost again. Of course, the game is not over yet, and we don’t know who will win in the end. He now desperately hopes that France will win, in which case he would rather lose to Mansour than to lose to Lin Feng.

Mansoor took a sip of beer at this moment, slowly relieving the tension in his heart. France won, and he won big this time. These three favors are not light. This will be of great help to his future business plans. In particular, Lin Feng has a very harmonious relationship with the British royal family. Mansour has invested heavily in the UK. With Lin Feng's favor, he can build a bridge with the British royal family. Not only can he make money, but he can also gain a distinguished status.

What they hate most about these Arab wealthy people is that the outside world keeps calling them nouveau riche and local tycoons. Especially the upper class in Europe looked down upon them. That's why they flocked to the UK one after another to seek the most decent title and status and break into the upper class society in Europe.

But, can France win today? Zidane did not send out a penalty, which greatly affected the morale of the French team, and we don't know what the final result will be.

Penalties begin.

Italy took the first penalty kick, Pirlo scored, and then France's Wiltord also scored.

The three of them glanced at Lin Feng. Lin Feng was still there, drinking beer leisurely.

Subsequently, Italy's De Rossi scored again, and France's Abidal also scored. 3:2.

Round 4.

Del Piero scored, as did France's Sarnio. 4:3.

In the last round, Italy's Grosso made a free throw. If the penalty was made, France would not have to shoot in the last round. Italy will win directly 5:3 and win the World Cup with a total score of 6:4.

The whole audience held their breath, waiting for Grosso's goal. If Grosso scores. Then Italy will win the World Cup. On the contrary, there is still hope for the French team.

In the box, the atmosphere was tense at the moment. If this is going to happen, then Lin Feng will win. They all lost.

Don't go in! Suleiman shouted in his heart. Mansour was also holding the wine glass in his hand tightly at this moment. I was extremely nervous. He prayed that Alla Jean Grosso would miss the penalty, allowing the French team to come back and take another penalty round.

At this time, Grosso took a running start. He hit the upper right corner of the goal with his left foot and scored the key goal. 5:3, Italy won the 2006 World Cup in Germany with a total score of 6:4.

All the Italian fans cheered! In the box. But there was total silence. Lin Feng won, he won, he completely guessed the score. 6:4, damn, he totally guessed the score.

"We lost!" Tamim had already admitted defeat, so he had no qualms in his heart and readily admitted defeat.

Mansour filled his hand with a glass of beer, drank it all in one gulp, and finally sighed, "I lost!"

Lin Feng smiled.

"Suleiman, you lost." Lin Feng looked at Suleiman who looked unwilling and said jokingly.

Suleiman groaned.

"Lin Feng, did you know the inside story in advance? Otherwise, how could you have guessed so accurately?" Suleiman said unwillingly.

"Haha, regardless of whether there is any inside information or not, what do I know? In short, the score is here, I win." Lin Feng chuckled.

Suleiman gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and finally had no choice but to admit defeat.

"But Lin Feng, don't be too happy, you lost the mermaid line." Suleiman's eyes shined.

"You and your precious daughter always mock me for being Fatty Su. Hum, I went to the gym very early and started exercising. Now I have said goodbye to my big belly. Now I am no longer fat. Not only am I not fat, I still have mermaid thread!" Suleiman shouted, taking off his Arab robe, revealing a sexy tights underneath.

Tamim and Mansoor both yelled softly. Suleiman really changed his previous bloated appearance and became slimmer. And it looks like there are still two chest muscles. This is quite seductive to women.

"Humph, just watch, Mermaid Thread!" Suleiman shouted, "Just use the favors you won to come to us to lend us US$80 billion!"

Favor debts are the hardest to repay. If Lin Feng uses this favor debt to borrow 80 billion US dollars, it will undoubtedly be the best thing for Suleiman, Mansour and others. Their consortium is not short of this money, so there is no problem in lending it to Lin Feng. If you can get a favor like this, that's really the best thing.

Suleiman directly pulled up his tights, revealing his abdomen that had been trained for half a year. Although his abdominal muscles do not have the six-pack abs of those bodybuilders, they are much flatter than before. If you are lucky, you can still see a little shadow of the abdominal muscles. Also, the mermaid line, he really has a bit of a mermaid line. It’s not obvious, but it is there! Compared to many people who are completely useless, he is much stronger.

Suleiman pulls up his tights

There was a "bang" sound, and a beer belly popped out, round and swollen to the extreme.

Everyone was stunned. This Suleiman is so confident, obviously he should have a human line, otherwise Suleiman would not be so proud and would not show off. As a result, at the moment, they saw nothing but a bulging beer belly. Round beer belly, this is so disappointing.

"This...this..." Suleiman's face was also flushed. He had been exercising for so long and sweating so much just for today, just to embarrass Lin Feng and let him know that he would not be Fatty Su forever. But right now, this round belly is nothing but fat. And it's uglier than before. I used to be fat all over my body, but now my body has lost weight, but my belly is bulging, which is even more ugly. And he's still wearing tight clothes here, which makes it even uglier.

"Hey, Suleiman, where's the mermaid thread? Where's the mermaid thread you showed me?" Lin Feng teased with a wicked smile.

Suleiman's face turned red. His mermaid line was gone, actually gone. There were originally two mermaid lines, but now they are gone, completely covered by the round belly.

"Lin Feng, you are despicable! You deliberately bought this barbecue and beer for us to drink so that my mermaid line would be gone. You are so despicable!" Suleiman finally understood at this moment. Lin Feng had not allowed him to reveal the answer to the mystery before. It was just to delay the war, to let myself eat these fat and oily barbecues, and drink these beers, which caused my stomach to swell too much and completely lost my mermaid line. Let yourself lose this bet!

"Suleiman is willing to admit defeat, so don't say anything despicable. Besides, if you are really strong, then the mermaid line will not disappear after a barbecue or a few glasses of beer. Now there is only one left A round belly only means that your exercise is not enough. You still need to exercise," Lin Fengqingpiao said.

"You -" Suleiman was angry now. Lin Feng's words were so irritating, so irritating, how could this be possible. This simply adds fuel to the fire and adds insult to injury.

"Okay, Suleiman, I'm willing to admit defeat. Within four hours, 80 billion US dollars will arrive. One year later, I will calculate the interest for you according to the current Swiss bank interest rate." Lin Feng stood up and ordered, "If you want If you refuse, that's up to you, but that will make me look down on you."

Suleiman watched Lin Feng leave with red eyes and clenched his fists. If possible, he really wanted to teach Lin Feng a lesson. This guy is really hateful, really hateful to the extreme. But he can't do anything, and US$80 billion must arrive within four hours. Otherwise, if this were to spread, he would be embarrassed to see others.

You know, if he loses 80 billion U.S. dollars and defaults on his debt, maybe everyone will just laugh at him and be done with it. But this is not a loss of US$80 billion, but a loan of US$80 billion to Lin Feng, with interest. It is still calculated according to Swiss bank interest, which is very fair. To be honest, if 'g23' hadn't been involved behind the scenes this time, there would have been absolutely no problem if Lin Feng's reputation wanted to pay interest and borrow money. So many banks in the world are eager to lend money to Lin Feng.

80 billion U.S. dollars, and the interest this year is close to 10 billion U.S. dollars. With such a high profit return, I believe many banks are willing to lend money. If Suleiman didn't borrow it, he would be despised. Of course, he could still endure being spurned by outsiders. He couldn't stand it if he was completely looked down upon by Lin Feng. This makes it difficult for him to face Lin Feng in the future.

"Someone, please transfer 80 billion US dollars to Lin Feng's account!" Suleiman gritted his teeth and ordered his assistant.

Mansour and Tamim looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. This Lin Feng is really amazing, he actually won again. They owed Lin Feng a favor, and it seemed that it was not easy to repay it. But he was willing to admit defeat. Suleiman had no face to go back on his word, and neither did they.

call! Lin Feng took a long breath and walked out of the box. He smiled when he saw Lin Chiling waiting outside the box with a nervous look on her face.

"Boss, did you really win?" Lin Chiling asked in surprise.

Lin Feng nodded heavily.

"Boo!" Lin Chiling stepped forward and kissed her passionately, "Boss, I knew you were the best!"

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