Rebirth of the Evil Life

"Come, everyone, give me a testimony to Lin Feng. We are betting whether I can have a'mermaid line'. Lin Feng said I don't have one. If he loses, I will buy Messi or Fabre for $100 million. Gas, choose one of the two. If he wins, then I will help him raise 80 billion US dollars in cash. How about, Lin Feng, I am right, you said let me introduce for you, I will help you directly collect When it comes to funds, I should be generous enough!" Suleiman said triumphantly.

Both Mansour and Crown Prince Tamim are eye-catching. The two were really surprised at this strange bet. Also, when did Suleiman have a fishing line? For such a fat man, can he also have a fishing line? Whether it is Mansour or Tamim, they are all standard Arabs. They usually enjoy the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and are used to all kinds of delicacies, and they are pampered. Most of them, the crown princes, are well-rounded and have a'general belly.' This is usually covered by Arab robes, so the outside world can't see it, so they don't care.

Wasn't it the same for Suleiman before, the chubby one looked like a frog. When will Suleiman be able to line someone. This is really strange. Suleiman didn't care about Mansour and Tamim's surprise, but looked at Lin Feng triumphantly. Looks like you are fooled.

"Lin Feng, I originally wanted to help you. Although we have been fighting, but after so many years, there is no friendship and a little friendship. I really want to help you through this difficult situation. But this time, I can only say regret." Sulaiman shook his head regretfully, and was about to lift up his clothes.

"Wait!" Lin Feng stopped Suleiman, "Suleiman. The result will be announced at last. It will be announced after the World Cup is over. Now, let's talk about the game first. The game is about to begin. "

"Hmph, do you think you won't lose in this way." Suleiman snorted, "Say, how do we play?"

"Prince Tamim, and Senator Mansour, how do you want to play?" Lin Feng asked.

"Well, in this way, we don't know who is in the bank. We just guess the score directly. Whoever guesses the closest score will win. Of course, not only must guess the score, but also the number of goals. Including the time of the goal. Comprehensive assessment, whoever is closest, wins alone." Crown Prince Tamim proposed.

Guess the score, but also guess the number of goals, plus the goal time, this is quite difficult. This is not only a test of experience and judgment, but also a test of luck. This luck is a little bit worse, it won't work. But these people here are not bad luck. At least as far as Tamim is concerned, birth is born with a golden spoon in it. This luck is far better than anyone else. So they don't bet on anything else. Just gamble on luck. As for Lin Feng, not to mention anything else, being able to rebirth is already a bad luck.

"Okay, just play. What's the bet?" Mansour asked.

"In this way. We don't gamble on money. For us, money is useless. Just gamble on favors. Whoever wins in the end, the other three owe each other a favor." Tamim didn't wait for Lin Feng and Suleiman to speak. Speak.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up. This idea is good. Honestly, winning is boring. Now I don’t lack small money, but big money. But you have to say that you bet $80 billion with them. I have never heard of this. Even if these wealthy Arabs are rich, it is impossible to bet against Lin Feng like this. After all, once you lose, it is not easy to get so much money out. After all, this is a bet to lose, not to invest. If you take out such a large sum of money and say you have lost it, I am afraid the family will go crazy.

And the favors, it couldn't be better. Don't owe favor to anything in this world. It would be great if these three great Arabs owe themselves a favor. This favor is worth a lot of money. Lin Feng felt that this bet couldn't be better, and it was the same for the three of Sulaiman. Mansour is the royal family of the United Arab Emirates, Suleiman is the heir to the Abu Dhabi consortium, and Tamim is the crown prince of Qatar. They are not simple, they are all financially powerful. As for Lin Feng, it goes without saying, the ‘Second Consortium’, which is very famous, coupled with Lin Feng’s influence in the IT industry, this favor is enough to satisfy them.

"Well, I bet that Italy will win and France will win 1-0. This goal will be scored in about 35 minutes." Suleiman said first.

"I bet the two sides tied 0:0 in 90 minutes. In 110 minutes of overtime, France scored and finally won 1:0." Mansour said calmly.

"Um, I think both sides will play a penalty kick, and Italy will win 5:3 in the end!" Tamim said.

Lin Feng smiled.

"Why, are all so optimistic about Italy?" Lin Feng smiled.

"Lin Feng, you can bet on France to win." Suleiman snorted.

"Haha, France? That's not okay, that's really not okay. I still believe in Italy. But I am different from you. I think in 90 minutes, the score is a 1:1 draw, the penalty is a 5:3 Italian win, and the final result It's 6:4." Lin Feng said with a smile.

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The three despised together. This is too blind. It was 1:1, penalty 5:3, and the total score was 6:4. Are you so accurate? Do you really think you can predict the prophet!

Lin Feng smiled, not caring about the three people's eyes.

"Boss, the German meal you ordered is here." At this time, Lin Chiling pushed the door in, followed by some waiters, all with plates in their hands. The plate was opened, and there was steaming heat inside, and the aroma was tangy. The whole box was suddenly filled with the aroma of the barbecue. The oily sauce on the barbecue and the golden pieces of meat made people appetite.

"Come on, watch the football together and enjoy German food. The French red wine and foie gras that Gaddafi used yesterday is not very appetizing. For me, it is better to eat large pieces of meat and drink a lot of wine." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Lin Feng's remarks were deeply approved by the three. Arabs are also a nation that eats large chunks of meat and drinks heavily. Gaddafi's pretending to be elegant, it really makes them a little unbearable. Yesterday's meal was expensive, but it was uncomfortable. Today, this large piece of German barbecue and German dark beer are more satisfying.

"Why, Suleyman, don't eat? Then we're welcome." Lin Feng glanced at Suleyman who was a little hesitant, he smiled, grabbed a piece of barbecue, put it to his mouth, bit his teeth, and filled his mouth. The juice is spurting, the aroma is splashing, it's not tempting. After chewing, Lin Feng poured half a glass of beer, and then he burped.

"It's cool, it's cool! Come, leave him alone, let's eat!" Lin Feng greeted Tamim and Mansour.

Tamim and Mansour were also seduced by Lin Feng's delicious food and drink. They usually pay attention to their identities and chew slowly, but in fact, the Arabs eat large pieces of meat and drink heavily. Right now, there are no outsiders here. Everyone is a person with identities. They eat and drink like this and are not afraid of being laughed at. Right now, I'm not welcome, I just grab the meat with my hands, pour dark beer, and burp full.

As for Lin Chiling, she retired. In such a scene, it is inappropriate for her to be here as a woman. And it will make several Arab crown princes and parliamentarians unnatural. The Arab world is a typical world where men are inferior to women, and women are present, but they don't.

Sulaiman looked depressed, and these three guys were also a little irritating, how could they be so irritating. I really think I am air, transparent. Isn't this temptation to eat and drink like this! Sulaiman was lucky, felt it for a moment, nodded secretly, and then stopped being polite, rushed over directly, joined Lin Feng and several people's "battle situation", and began to eat and drink.

At this time, the game suddenly screamed. The French team won a penalty. Zidane kicked a penalty kick to help the French team open the scoring, 1:0.

At this time, Mansour, Suleiman, and Tamim all stayed for a while. The French team scored a goal, it was troublesome now, and the three of them were out of play. Of course, Mansour still has a play. He guessed that France won 1:0 overtime. As far as the algorithm is concerned, he scored a goal in the first half, but if the total score is 1:0, then his score is the closest relative to the others, and he will naturally be the winner. Of course, there is also Lin Feng. He guessed 1:1. If Italy scores another goal, then Lin Feng won.

As for Suleiman and Tamim, it was completely useless. They guessed that Italy won, which was completely out of reach. Of course, if Italy finally counterattacked, it would be different.

The four continued to eat and drink and continue to pay attention to the game. At this time, the game lasted 19 minutes, Italy used a corner kick to equalize a goal. The score was 1:1.

The three of Sulaiman frowned, but now Lin Feng guessed the score. But Mansour did not despair. Lin Feng guessed that Italy won. If France wins, then Lin Feng still loses. He still wins.

The four continued to eat and drink. However, the subsequent game was relatively dull, and the score remained unchanged until the end of the game. The same is true for overtime, which is about to enter overtime. Suddenly, there was an accident on the court. Zidane made an iron head and knocked down the Italian central defender Materazzi and was sent off by a red card. This scene drew boos from the audience.

This World Cup is Zidane’s last and his last game. At the end of this game, Zidane directly chose to retire and he will bid farewell to his playing career. As a result, his playing career ended with a red card, which is too embarrassing. Although this still cannot affect his greatness, this disgraceful scene is really a bit regrettable.

"Hey!" Lin Feng also let out a long sigh. Before this, Lin Feng had told Zidane through Sophie Marceau to let him restrain his emotions on the court. Unfortunately, Zidane still failed to restrain his emotions. Obviously Materazzi's words are quite lethal, and Zidane, who has always been elegant, can't help it.

Poisonous tongue, this is!

As everyone sighed, the overtime was over, and it was time for a penalty shoot-out. This time, the box was also tense.