There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures: Poor people must be hateful.
Chu Yang, as the player with the highest odds in the Asian finals, is undoubtedly pitiful, but also hateful, because it seems that everyone has never seen this guy out training in the past few days.
A very lazy person, no matter how pitiful he is, is still hateful.
So when they saw Chu Yang on stage, most of the people present wanted to see him beaten to the point of being beaten, as if this was the only way to make everyone say: I'll make you lazy again!
Besides, it should be very happy to see others being abused, especially those prisoners who have been sentenced to life imprisonment, and they eagerly hope that others will get a worse end than him.
To be honest, Muhammad didn't really think much of Chu Yang. After the referee said it was time to start, he didn't even bother to test it. He just walked up to him carelessly, raised his hand and punched him in the face.
I don’t know what happened. Han Xiangdou, who was quite panicked just now, suddenly calmed down after the game officially started, because Chu’s shocking kick came to his eyes again. At this time, he saw nothing about Muhammad.
He took the initiative to attack without even defending. He was so excited that he jumped up and shouted in his heart: Go to hell!
Even if Han Xiangdou is not a good hand in close combat, he can still see the huge flaws in Muhammad's attack. As long as Chu Yang can fly up his left foot, he can kick him in the right rib, and then...his five thousand times
With a huge amount of thirty-six times the bet, you can get it.
But just when Han Xiangdou thought that Chu Yang was about to use a shocking kick again, kicking that Mohammed away, a scene that made his eyes suddenly turn black and made Li Xiaomin frown happened: being beaten by the two of them
Player No. 7, who had high hopes, did not dodge the opponent's punch at all, and was directly punched on his left hand that was covering his face. It flew out like a kicked sandbag.
Laoyuan, he fell on the table with a clang!
how so?
Han Xiangdou's head was buzzing. If Jin Mingxin next to him hadn't "kindly" helped him, he would have squatted on the ground.
He had no choice but to pester his uncle to borrow 20,000 US dollars last night. In addition to the 5,000 US dollars in his hand, a total of 25,000 US dollars was bet on Chu Yang, of which 20,000 US dollars was bet on him to get a winning ticket.
The game, the five thousand bet just now that he would beat Muhammad.
If Chu Yang failed in the first group match, he would have no chance to play in the second game. Not only would he lose the 5,000 US dollars, but the 20,000 US dollars bet last night would also be in vain.
Twenty-five thousand U.S. dollars, this is the amount Han Xiangdou could save after struggling for a year without eating or drinking. But now he is about to fly away. Do you think he can keep his eyesight from turning black?
"Thank you!" The pale-faced Han Xiangdou said thank you to Jin Mingxin in a low voice, then broke away from his hand, looked up at Chu Yang who was lying motionless on the stage, waved his fists hard in the air, and hissed
Shout: "Cole, get up! Cole, get up! You can do it, I know you can do it!!"
Alas, this kid is so pitiful, why would you bet on that waste?
Seeing Han Xiangdou cheering for Chu Yang at the top of his lungs, 80% of the people felt sorry for him in their hearts. Only Li Xiaomin, who understood what was going on at this time, sneered in his heart: Hum, you idiots, you didn't see it at all.
This person is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, and he is deliberately playing tricks on you. I dare say that the final result of this game is that he narrowly defeated Muhammad, and then defeated his opponent with an instant kill in the second game. Wait for tomorrow, haha,
Those who hope to make money by relying on him will probably suffer a loss.
Perhaps because he heard Han Xiangdou's voice of encouragement, which was about to cry, when the referee shouted '9', Chu, who was actually fine, got up from the ground with difficulty.
"Ouch!" After seeing Chu Yang finally standing up, Han Xiangdou cheered and gestured to him with two and a half fingers, which meant: I'm counting on you for my twenty-five thousand US dollars.
Ah, uncle...
Just as Li Xiaomin thought, Mr. Chu stood up again, and under the monotonous encouragement of Han Xiangdou, he and Muhammad barely managed two rounds, and waited until the third round was about to end.
It was 'very lucky' that he strangled his neck and pushed hard until Comrade Mu rolled his eyes and slapped the table to indicate defeat, then he let go of him with a look of relief and just left.
After a few steps, I squatted on the ground and started panting heavily. That meant: It's really not easy to deal with this kid, but I'm exhausted!
Although Chu Yang won this time, except for Li Xiaomin, and even Comrade Lao Mu, they all thought that he only won by luck after taking advantage of all the 'disadvantages'. If given to them again,
Chances are, this guy will definitely be beaten to the point where even his parents won't recognize him.
But no matter what, if you win in the ring, you win. Although others still don't think highly of him, there is one person who doesn't care about it. This person is Han Xiangdou.
After seeing Muhammad admit defeat with his heart beating violently, Han Xiangdou immediately jumped up from the ground and shouted in the envious eyes of everyone: "I got the US$165,000!"
One hundred and sixty-five thousand US dollars, after taking away 20%, there is still more than 130,000 US dollars left. Even if Chu Yang fails to qualify in the end, if 20,000 US dollars is removed, he will still have more than 110,000 US dollars, which is enough to be worth Han Xiangdou's five years.
How could he not be overjoyed when he got his salary?
After seeing Han Xiangdou jumping up and down, Jin Mingxin cursed in his heart: Oh my, I really don’t know which of these two guys was so lucky that he won so much money all at once!
"Thank you!" After Han Xiangdou calmed down a little, he could naturally see what Jin Mingxin was thinking. After patting him on the shoulder and saying thank you again, he ran to the ring with a bottle of mineral water.
He supported Chu Yang, who was still unsteady when he got off the stage, and asked softly: "Is it okay? Where is the injury? Let me give you a massage."
"Ahem!" Chu Yang coughed a few times as if he had suffered internal injuries. Chu Yang let Han Xiangdou help him and walked to his small bench. When he sat down, he covered his mouth with his hands and smiled, whispering:
"Do you know why I hit you like that just now?"
"Why?" Han Xiangdou was stunned and immediately understood: "Ah, you did it on purpose, but what good will this do to you? You can just..."
"Shh!" Chu Yang hissed and whispered: "When I play the next game, you bet all the money you win on me. If you are lucky, you will probably become a
Millionaire. Don't worry, when others saw that I won, they thought that with my current physical ability, I might not be able to sustain it for long, so they would naturally bet on my opponent again. Of course, the compensation this time
The odds are definitely not that high. I estimate that the odds are around 1:8 at most. It depends on the result of the second game. If the winner of the second game performs better, then my odds will be
The higher it will be, do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, you are really a master of psychological tricks with good intentions!" Han Xiangdou looked suddenly enlightened, and then whispered: "When you finish playing all the games, I will give you half of the money you won."
"I can't put my eyes on this small amount of money. I usually give more red envelopes to my children than this, so you should keep it for yourself." Chu said with a gentle shaking of his head, he rejected Han Xiangdou's kindness.
The boss who also made the latter open his mouth: Just brag, if you were really so rich, would you qualify here? But why don't you want the benefits I give...
Just as Chu Yang and Han Xiangdou were whispering here, the second game of the fourth group began.
As Chu Yang expected, after seeing him narrowly defeat the seeded player Muhammad, the remaining two players thought this was a good opportunity to advance to the semi-finals: as long as they can kill their opponents, they can then deal with the one who can't even stand at this time.
Isn’t it easy for the unstable Vietnamese?
Therefore, when two players with the same idea met, they started the most intense fight. They all gave up the roaming tactics and adopted fierce punches. It only took one round to separate.
The outcome was determined, and player No. 8 won.
"The last match of the group stage will be between player No. 7 Cole from Vietnam and player No. 8 Didili from Qatar. Please bet on it!" With these words from the Deputy Warden
After falling, the two prison guards holding the empty boxes came to the rich people again.
It was pretty much what Chu Yang expected. Although he defeated Muhammad, the seeded player in the fourth group, everyone thought he was lucky and saw that he couldn't stand firmly. They didn't have much confidence in him at all.
So everyone, as if they had agreed upon it, bet their money on Didili.
Of course, the odds offered by the prison immediately dropped accordingly, becoming 1:5. For fear that this kid would get lucky again, the odds were lower than Chu Yang's judgment.
Han Xiangdou was the only one who was sure that Chu Yang could win. This time he was in the limelight again. He took the money he had just exchanged and the principal, which amounted to nearly 140,000 US dollars. He put it all in without hesitation, betting that player No. 7 would win!
Hey, my nephew is usually a very stable person, but what happened today? He actually trusted a Vietnamese in such a showy way, and got so many benefits.
Han Dongzhe, who was sitting on the chair, saw that his nephew had bet all his money on player No. 7 again, and his joy at winning so much money for him was immediately covered up by his frown. He felt that he was too greedy.
, because the goddess of luck can't always favor one person. She deliberately breaks the rules and stops him, telling him to let it go as soon as he wants, but in the end she sighs in her heart and doesn't move.
Li Xiaomin was not surprised at all by Han Xiangdou's all-or-nothing approach. Instead, she always kept her original thought: If she was short of money, she would also bet on player No. 7 to win, and how much.