Return To The Age Of Eighteen

After Mickey's national team hit the iron, Chen Jianghua held the ball and made a fast break. He really passed Kobe, and finally made a layup and scored two more points!

The score came to 16 to 16!

At this moment, there are more than three minutes left before the end of the first quarter.

The audience was full of excitement!

Hua Guo and Mi Qi Guo even reached 16 draws!

This result is beyond everyone's expectations!

"It's a tie, what's the matter? Next, our Mickey Congress will quickly widen the points difference!"

Wei Lili was still disdainful, her voice was very noisy.

"shut up!"

Latikin is not in a very good mood now. A tie is a trivial matter, but what Zhang Lin said just now has been fulfilled!

How did he do that?

If it's Mongolian, it's too accurate, right?

Now there is only one minute and twenty seconds left before the end of the first quarter!

Can he win?

Then Wade fouled, 16 to 18!

Howard dunks again, 16 to 20!

To the end of the first quarter, there are 25.7 seconds left!

The Hua Guo team attacked, Chen Jianghua hit the iron!

2.9 seconds left!

As long as the Miqi national team scores another goal, Zhang Lin will lose!

James serves, Deron passes, James hits the iron with a three-pointer!

At the end of the first quarter, it was 16 to 20, and the score difference was within 5!

Seeing this result, Latikin was stunned. The woman who was arrogant just now couldn't get arrogant anymore.

"Damn it, how did they do it!" Wei Lili was half-dead with anger.

Latikin was also puzzled: "Does he know the fortune-telling? Can he figure out what will happen in the future?"

"Mr. Lati, just like his bear, how could he predict the future? He is just lucky!" Even if Wei Lili lost, she still had a superiority to Zhang Lin.

"That should be the case!" Latikin didn't believe that anyone could predict the future, so he nodded.

"Mr. Latti, let's go!" Wei Lili said.

Latikin did not intend to fulfill his promise, nodded, taking advantage of the opportunity of the audience to cheer, wanting to drive away.

Before taking a few steps, Xiaopang and Long Bingbing stood in front of them.

"What? Mr. Lati, you want to run away if you lose?" Zhang Lin looked at them coldly.

"Why? What do you want to do? Do you still want to hit someone? Mr. Lati is from the Miqi country, so try to touch him!" Wei Lili is still arrogant.

"What bullshit Mickey countryman, if the two don't cooperate, I don't mind working here to let you know that it will end without honesty." Zhang Lin said coldly.

Latikin looked at Long Bingbing, not an annoying lord, and smiled and said: "Mr. Zhang Lin, I didn't say no to honesty, the keys and lottery tickets are yours!"

After speaking, Latikin threw it to Zhang Lin.

He wanted to leave, but was stopped by Xiaopang.

"how?"

"What about this woman? How to deal with it?" Zhang Lin pointed to Wei Lili: "If you don't deal with it, you will have to pay me 100 million in compensation."

Latijin's face turned gloomy, and he thought it was a winning bet, but he didn't expect to lose!

He was very angry. Now being stopped by Zhang Lin, he felt insulted. But this time, he didn't bring his bodyguards and could only admit it. What's more, Wei Lili was just him. How can one of his playthings pay 100 million for her?

He put the fire on Wei Lili's body: "Wei Lili, from now on you will be expelled, and you will never be hired by our Ladi Technology!"

"Mr. Lati, how can this work? Didn't you mean that you will take me to immigrate to Miqi Country in the future?" Wei Lili was finally scared, and she took Latikin's hand.

"Get out!"

Where did Latikin take care of her, kick her to the ground, and then said to Zhang Lin: "Mr. Zhang Lin, you won this time, and now you have angered me, I will let you know Technology. Nothing!"

After putting down these words, Latikin struck again and kicked Wei Lili. She couldn't hold her back, was stuck on the steps of the table and chairs, and couldn't get up at all.

She was so painful that she was lying on the ground, crying, wanting to beg others to give her a hand.

As a result, no one around was willing to give her a hand. This kind of person who thinks that working with foreigners will look down on his own countrymen, no one will help!

Before, she thought she was superior, thinking that foreigners like Latikin are all highly qualified people, and her words must count, and the result is! ?

She is nothing but a tool!

At that moment, her dream was shattered and her faith collapsed!

Lie on the ground, crying.

Zhang Lin didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of rubbish. Then he gave the lottery ticket and the key to Xiaopang: "Xiaopang, congratulations, from now on, that's a real rich man!"

"Brother Lin, long live, long live Brother Lin!"

Xiaopang was so excited that he took the lottery ticket and the key and kissed him fiercely.

Thirty million people in that era were absolutely rich!

Seeing Xiaopang's excitement, Zhang Lin was also very happy. In his previous life, Xiaopang was his only brother, and the only person who gave him 30 million, except for his relatives and Lin Yudie. Lin didn't feel distressed at all.

It's just that it was just an episode.

In the first quarter of the game, Feng Jingyang had already sent him a text message, telling Zhang Lin that he had met Kato Michi, and after Latikin was over, they would have peace talks, and then it was the decision. Lin, the critical moment for victory.

Compared with the Moss system, compared with the future market value of 30 billion US dollars, the 30 million won just now is nothing at all.

Now Latikin, leaving angrily, will inevitably react immediately.

So Zhang Lin didn't mean to watch the next game. He found an excuse to go to the toilet. He and Long Bingbing found a place with no one, waiting for Feng Jingyang's call.

At this moment, Latikin came to the front row with a gloomy expression.

"Mr. Latti, what's the matter with you?" Kato Michi asked strangely.

"Nothing." Latikin didn't want to mention it at all.

"Did you bring the lottery ticket?" Kato Michi asked.

Latikin frowned, and then he remembered that he brought the lottery ticket today because Kato Michi wanted to introduce him to a big man, and he wanted to give the lottery to that person.

Hearing this inquiry, Latijin could only scream and tell what happened just now, but he didn't tell Zhang Lin's use of the Moss system as a bet, only that the two were betting.

After hearing this, Kato Michi cursed secretly, and said, "It seems that Zhang Lin can really have good luck."

Feng Jingyang on the side was shocked. He thought that there was someone behind Zhang Lin, but now it seems that Zhang Lin is real and can predict the future. Otherwise, how could it be possible to know who can shoot the goal?

No matter how someone is behind, it is impossible to do this!

He can easily make Latikin bleed more than 30 million in one night, indicating that he wants to make money, which is too easy.

It is really not difficult to become the richest man in the world in the future.

Don't make him an enemy!

Even if he can hug Zhang Lin's thigh, he will benefit infinitely!

Feng Jingyang didn't hesitate anymore. Even if he said, "Since the two of you are here, I can hear you clearly. You want to have a peace talk with me. Then find a quiet place. Let's talk!"

"I have no opinion!"

Kato Michi nodded and looked at Latikin: "Where is Mr. Lati?"

"I don't have any opinion!" Latikin just wants to get Moss quickly, so that Mingdu Technology has nothing. Of course, he wants the negotiation to start quickly.

The three hit it off and left the seat and headed to the rest area.

Feng Jingyang also quickly put on a miniature Bluetooth headset, dialed Zhang Lin, and at the same time turned on the miniature camera hidden in his clothes, recording everything.

Kato Michi and Latikin did not notice, they came to the box of a western restaurant in the rest area.

Latikin said straightforwardly: "Mr. Feng, we know that you have cooperated with Zhang Lin! Now we call you here for the purpose of the peace talks, is to let you cooperate with us, so that all three of us can profit!"

"Oh? I really want to know, how can we make three profit at the same time?"

Feng Jingyang looked as usual, but he was secretly cursing in his heart, making a profit. Can the benefits you bring me be compared with Zhang Lin's kind of god-man who predicts the future? "

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