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Chapter 1802: Undefined Result

It was almost seventy minutes, and there was no more goal. Both teams were exhausted, and it was difficult to score again. If this result persisted, half of Ji Donglai's bets would be wasted, with a loss of more than 20 million.

The two goals in the first half were also the result of Ji Donglai's betting. There was a goal in the second half!
Ran Bo and a group of people clenched their fists at this time. Even Hu Xinyu, who never watched football, was sweating and waving her fists while sitting in front of the TV.

"Roar……"

In the 71st minute, Dzyuba scored a golden goal straight into the net and the Russian team scored.

The entire St. Petersburg Street was almost in a frenzy, Ran Bo waved his fists, and Hu Xinyu stomped his feet. Ji Donglai turned over in the house, and Ran Bo hurriedly held his breath.

As for Qin Han's men, they just glanced at the time and continued drinking tea.

According to the results obtained by Qin Han, the game had a goal difference of three, not one more.

Hu Xinyu's mentality was completely stable. Ji Donglai guessed three goals in regular time, and now all of them came true! The money won this time has doubled. It depends on whether this result can be maintained until the end of regular time.

Of course, if the goal difference is really 5 in regular time and the Saudi team does not score a goal, Ji Donglai's bet can also make a lot of money. In short, just pray that the Saudi team does not score a goal.

As it turned out, Ji Donglai's bet was not a problem at all. No one scored any goals during the entire regular time. Hu Xinyu clapped her hands and laughed.

"Injury time begins. Two more goals, two more goals, two more goals..."

As the referee announced the extra time, Ji Donglai's team began counting on their fingers. As for Qin Han's team, they had already started playing poker, waiting for the game to end.

Many people have already started to put all their funds into storage, and this result is always a routine operation.

The extra time is just for the audience to see, and the same goes for regular time.

"boom!"

"OK……"

One of his men went to the window to smoke and opened the window. In just a moment, the whole street was in an uproar and Qin Han's team, who were playing around, were stunned.

Cheryshev scored another goal, which meant the outcome of the game changed.

Four of the bets on the second place's goal difference won. The revenue from this gambling event will plummet. Several managers who were playing cards watched the exciting replay and their hands that were grabbing the cards froze.

"Should we tell the manager..."

Looking at this impossible result, several people began to hesitate.

The goal that far exceeded expectations would cause huge losses to the company. Several people's eyes were simultaneously fixed on Qin Han's bedroom inside the double door, where he was still charging forward.

The supervisor looked at TV and saw that the two teams had started playing against each other again, and the Saudi team started to attack.

"Wait a little longer, if Saudi Arabia scores a goal it will count!"

Qin Han had a bad temper, and the supervisor didn't dare to make a decision on his own. After all, Qin Han said three goals, so 4:1! Just like that, several people put down their poker cards and stopped playing. Instead, they stared at the screen nervously.

On Ji Donglai's team, everyone's eyes were fixed on the big screen, and they couldn't wait to go to the stadium to play football together.

At this moment, it seemed that the wrestling was no longer between two football teams on the field, but between the two betting groups represented by Ji Donglai and Qin Han. Everyone's attention was focused here.

"Penalty, penalty... Why was it awarded a free kick? This should be a penalty. This is the first time I see the host country being bullied like this. What kind of referee is this..."

The game was about to end, and the Saudi team started to commit fouls. According to the degree of the opponent's fouls, Ran Bo and his team judged that it was definitely a penalty kick. In the end, the referee only gave a set piece, and the Saudi players did not have a big punishment. Qin Han's men have now started to hug each other.

The two teams were severely exhausted and posed almost no threat from set pieces at this time.

Just like that, when the two groups started cursing the same person, a magical scene happened.

Golovin accelerated, then made a precise elevator shot. The ball drew a precise arc and fell into the goal. The whole of Russia was silent...

"OK……"

"Ula!"

"Won……"

Although Ran Bo and others tried their best to restrain themselves, they also fell into madness at this time, and everyone knew what this meant.

Ji Donglai’s funds increased by at least three digits. With such a large amount of money being gambled, almost all small gambling companies went bankrupt.

Qin Han's men were all confused and regretful at this moment. Everyone's heart instantly sprayed blood to the top of their head. Everything turned red, and then turned white the next moment.

"Huh! Is it over?"

Qin Han finished packing, combed his hair back, looked at everyone who was quiet, and glanced at his assistant. The assistant then reacted and poured Qin Han a glass of wine.

"5:0, three goals in regular time, two more in overtime, we're in big trouble this time!"

The manager moved the big screen over as he spoke. Qin Han was about to take the goblet, but when he heard the result, his hand slipped and the goblet fell to the ground, spilling the golden champagne all over the floor.

The big score of 5:0 was on the big screen, and the celebration of the Russian football team was being broadcast throughout the stadium. The streets of St. Petersburg outside the window turned into a sea of ​​joy, and the fans had gone crazy.

Qin Han's face turned pale at this time. He had scored five goals before the game, and another one came after the game started. According to the overall odds offered by the black market here, Qin Han would have to pay a large sum of money.

If the domestic football betting rules are followed, with a goal difference of three, Qin Han's life will not be easy.

Qin Han's hands began to feel numb from quickly adjusting the betting ratio.

All the data showed that all the wealth Qin Han had accumulated for the company over the years had been lost in one go. At this moment, Qin Han's eyes appeared empty, as if his mother had died.

"What's the ghost's name?"

Ji Donglai was sleeping soundly when he was woken up by Ran Bo and others. He rubbed his eyes and saw the score on the big screen. He was not excited at this moment.

"Won……"

"Got it. We've locked onto Qin Han and arranged for someone to ask Boss Qin for money. The people around Boss Qin are difficult to deal with, so we can't allow any accidents to happen this time. Let's do it tomorrow morning. Tonight... let him sleep peacefully!"

Glancing at the restless crowd on the streets of St. Petersburg outside the window, Ji Dong checked his mobile phone and saw that Zhang Yu had already sent him the wine sales list: seventy-five tons!
Who could have imagined the amount of beer consumed in just ten minutes in a city like St. Petersburg?

As for vodka, it is also growing exponentially, and beer data is also being updated in real time.

According to the 45% profit margin of alcoholic beverages, Ji Donglai made a fortune that night. He made even more money from vodka, as the local raw materials were extremely cheap.

(End of this chapter)