Ring Town

() "Three days are up." Inside Zhou Haibin's private detective agency, a man in black suddenly appeared there. There was a shudder.

"I……"

Just as Zhou Haibin finished speaking, a gleaming dagger appeared in the hand of the man in black, flying up and down in his hand like a butterfly flying through the flowers.

Zhou Haibin immediately swallowed back the words that followed, his Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but his dry and fiery throat was not moistened at all, and it hurt even more.

The man in black moved his lips, but he didn't speak. Instead, he stuck out his tongue and licked his red lips, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This feeling made Zhou Haibin's whole body as cold as falling into an ice cave. His face quickly turned pale, and his voice became hoarse: "After many days of investigation, I just found out that there is one person who is the most suspicious."

"Who?" The man in black's cold voice could not hear any emotion, but there was a touch of excitement and blood in his eyes.

"Chu Feng." Life-saving is the most important thing. Although Zhou Haibin couldn't be sure that it was Chu Feng who did it, Lin Ruoyi and Qin Fang asked him to find Chu Feng that day, and Lin Ruoyi even made a phone call after the man in black arrived. Come here, let him not have to check, just let him move in his heart.

Afterwards, he inquired about some trivial matters one after another, and combined them together, he felt that Chu Feng was the most suspicious.

Just to be sure that it was Chu Feng, one had to know whether his martial arts were powerful enough to kill Yu Yang and Zhang Shijie.

"Where is he?" The man in black's voice finally wavered, and his eyebrows were raised slightly.

"Fushan Avenue!" Life and death were at hand, Zhou Haibin had no choice, he told everything he knew.

The figure of the man in black disappeared in a flash, and behind him, Zhou Haibin was relieved and spread out on the seat.

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Following Chu Feng and Ren Zhiyuan each entered the car.

On Fushan Avenue, the crowded onlookers dispersed immediately, leaving an open space in the middle.

A brand new fiery red Ferrari and a dirty Tiggo parked side by side in an unharmonious manner.

Then a coquettish beauty with only two pieces of cloth covering her chest and a bikini that couldn't be shorter stood in front of Chu Feng and Ren Zhiyuan's car.

"Are you ready?" She licked her blood-red lips with her long tongue, smiled coquettishly, and twisted her seductive waist, Lang Sheng asked.

Seeing that Chu Feng and Ren Zhiyuan nodded at the same time, the beauty exaggeratedly pulled out a bright red cup cover from the two pieces of rags on the chest, He raised his head high and waved in the air.

"If one of you wins, I will be his tonight!" The beauty blinked her eyes, and the bright cup waving in the air suddenly fell down: "Start!"

Ren Zhiyuan's Ferrari rushed out like a flash of lightning, and the gust of wind blew up the two pieces of cloth on the beauty's chest, revealing the two pink cherries inside.

"Hurry up!" Lin Ruoyi waved her small fist, seeing Chu Feng's Tiggo still standing still, she immediately wished she could rush up to participate in the competition.

Qin Fang's and Li Qingmei's hearts were raised at once, what's the matter, the car itself is not as good as Ren Zhiyuan, and if it lags behind in the start, there is really no way to compare.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and they didn't understand what happened to Chu Feng.

In fact, Chu Feng was also anxious. It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but that there was another problem with the cooperation between him and Fenghuolun.

After trying several times, he had no choice but to give up depressingly, and then stepped on the gas pedal, Tiggo finally ran forward slowly under the astonished eyes of everyone, and slowly disappeared into the black night.

The scene, with the departure of the two cars, boiled again.

"The bet is placed, the bet is placed!" A voice shouted into the loudspeaker, suppressing everyone's voices.

At the spot where the two cars ran out just now, a dozen or so people had already opened a handicap and made a bet.

"The next young master wins, 30 to 1!" The teenager with a megaphone shouted loudly in a voice full of temptation.

"Ah, this ratio is too low?" In the scene, upon hearing that Ren Zhiyuan was actually 30 to 1, there was a burst of boos of dissatisfaction.

The boy with the loudspeaker sneered: "Since you feel that this is low, then there are high ones, you can play Chu Feng to win!"

Then, he announced loudly: "The bet on Chu Feng wins, 1 to 20, and now the handicap is open. Anyone who has placed a bet should hurry up."

As he spoke, many people immediately surrounded him, held the money high in their hands, and scrambled to hand it over.

But without exception, all of them bought Ren Zhiyuan to win.

"Brother, why don't we buy Chu Feng to win?" Someone was very envious of Chu Feng's odds, and asked his friend in a low voice.

"Come on, no matter how high the odds are, there will be no return. Although Mr. Ren's odds are low, he is sure to win, so isn't this obvious!" He said disdainfully to his friends, and then put The money he raised was handed over to the banker in charge of collecting the money and betting, and he shouted: "I will buy Ren Dashao for 1 yuan!"

The friend next to him hesitated for a moment, but finally followed him and placed his bet on Ren Zhiyuan.

Such things are constantly being staged in the empty venue.

No matter how small the odds are, you still have to pay. If there are too many lice, the elephant will be killed. The boy with the megaphone understands this truth.

He didn't expect that things would be so unexpected that all the bettors were surprisingly unanimous, and all placed their bets on Ren Zhiyuan.

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead. From his heart, he didn't feel that Chu Feng had any hope of winning.

The boy's name is Jiang Yu, and he is also a figure in Pinghai, and he has been in charge of gambling in underground race cars, but this is the first time he has encountered such a situation today.

He felt that his lips were dry, and he swallowed forcefully, but his throat was still on fire, and the burning pain was severe, and there were still many people who were frantically betting below.

So he finally decided that he must increase the ratio of bets in the future, so he put on a professional smile and shouted with enthusiasm: "Okay, because the bet just now has reached a certain ratio, so I announce, From now on, adjust the betting rate."

His words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many people. Amidst the frantic shouts, Jiang Yu quietly wiped off a cold sweat: "Now adjust, Master Ren is 50 to 1, and Chu Feng is 1 to 30. There are people who are optimistic about Chu Feng." , place your bets now!"

It's just that such an adjustment still failed to change the one-sided situation on the scene.

On the contrary, the people who bet on the spot felt that Ren Zhiyuan had won the game and bet harder.

But in a short while, the bet on Ren Zhiyuan has reached an astonishing 500 million.

However, what was on Chu Feng's body was only a few thousand yuan. This ratio is really astonishing. The cold sweat on Jiang Yu's forehead flowed out like pillars, and his face became a little pale. All the money will be lost.

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