Urban Super Live

However, just when the two were about to wrestle, Zheng Xun suddenly said, "Wait a minute, since it's a competition, how interesting is it not to win prizes? If you don't lose, you have to drink three full glasses of red wine, how about it?" ?”

"That's a good idea!"

"You still know how to play."

"That's what makes it interesting."

"There is a lottery, and the two of them also have motivation."

Zheng Min's proposal immediately received enthusiastic responses from everyone, who applauded endlessly.

Red wine is not as intoxicating as white wine, and it is not as intoxicating as white wine, so it doesn't hurt to use it as a bet.

entertainment rather than punishment.

Seeing Yang Mi, Nazha and the others looking overjoyed, Yang Shuhe couldn't help being speechless for a while.

It is said that three women play a drama, as expected.

"Do you agree?" Zheng Xing asked Yang Shuhe and Wu Yang again.

"I don't care, just look at the seedlings." Wu Liang said indifferently, and handed over the right to choose to Yang Shuhe.

"can."

Yang Shuhe was even more indifferent. Anjin's explosive power could reach more than a thousand catties in an instant, so he didn't think he would lose.

Zheng Xing said happily:

"Since everyone agrees, it's such a happy decision. Those who lose, drink three full glasses of red wine, and we will be witnesses, and we are not allowed to cheat."

"Don't be busy," at this time, Tong Liya suddenly suggested again: "Just the two of them betting, it's still a bit monotonous, or how about we come to bet too?"

"How do we bet?" Nazha asked puzzled.

A look of excitement flashed in Tong Liya's eyes, and said: "Everyone will bet on He Miao and Angkor, who will win in the end, and if they lose the bet, how about drinking three glasses of red wine?"

"it is good!"

"Haha, it's interesting for everyone to play!"

"Gamble, bet, whoever is afraid of whoever!"

"I am optimistic about He Miao, so I will bet on He Miao to win."

"I bet on Angkor, He Miao is still too delicate."

"..."

Tong Liya's idea was immediately echoed by several girls present.

So they started to get involved.

In the end, Zheng Min, Nazha and Xie Nan believed that Yang Shuhe could win.

But Yang Mi, Deng Ziqi and Tong Liya felt that Wu Liang had a better chance of winning.

In fact, Zheng Wei, Nazha, and Xie Nan were not very optimistic about Yang Shuhe's strength, which could be stronger than Wu Liang.

After all, Wu Liang's thick arms are thick and his muscles are knotted, his clothes are bulging, and his strength explodes when he sees it.

As for Yang Shuhe, just like what Deng Ziqi said just now, he is too delicate. Although he once defeated Zheng Zidan, everyone only thinks that his fighting skills may be good, but his strength is still not as good as Wu Liang.

It's just that Zheng Min and Nazha feel that they have a closer relationship with Yang Shuhe, so of course they want to stand on He Miao's side.

As for Xie Nan, she just said to let He Miao teach Wu Yang a lesson, at this time, it must be difficult to stand on her husband's side.

Both sides choose their respective support objects.

The game officially begins.

Yang Shuhe raised his right hand and held it tightly with Wu Liang's right palm.

Yang Mi volunteered to act as a referee...

At this time, the assistants and managers at the other two tables noticed the movement here, and couldn't help but look over curiously.

I don't know the two kung fu stars, who will win in the end?

However, judging from the palms of both parties, everyone is still more optimistic about Wu Liang.

I saw Wu Liang's palm with sharp edges and corners, dark and thick joints, and a layer of calluses. It looked like he had been exercising regularly, and he looked very powerful.

And what about Yang Shuhe's palm?

It is white and slender, just like a woman's hand, not to mention calluses, even the fingerprints are lighter than normal people, it does not look like the hands of a kung fu practitioner at all, but more like the hands of a pianist.

Seeing the gap between the palms of the two, Zheng Min couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

I shouldn't have made He Miao agree to compete with Wu Liang just now, otherwise He Miao would definitely feel ashamed if he lost.

After all, men sometimes value face more than anything else.

But it was too late to regret it now.

"start!"

Following Yang Mi's order.