Tao Feizhou was a complete gambler. How could he be afraid? Since Jiang Zhihao asked him to choose first, he didn't show any pretense and said with a sneer: "Don't say the same answer I chose, otherwise there will be no win or loss."
"That's natural." Jiang Zhihao nodded.
"How can this be done!" Tan Junda immediately shouted: "They should all be written on paper together, otherwise it will be a game of either losing or winning, and the answers are very likely to be the same."
"It doesn't matter, just let him come first. If we really lose, we can only say that we are unlucky. But I think that no matter how bad our luck is, it should not be worse than him." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.
Tao Feizhou's face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Jiang Zhihao and said, "Just scream now. When you lose, I'll see how you pretend!"
Although Jiang Zhihao's actions put him in a very passive situation, he also made Tan Junda and others feel that their morale was high.
As the saying goes, if you lose someone, you don't lose the battle. It doesn't matter if you lose some money. At least now you can make Tao Feizhou so angry that he wants to vomit blood. Even if they really lose afterwards, they will be happy.
Later, Tao Feizhou looked at the picture on the TV, and after a brief analysis in his mind, he said: "I predict England will win."
Tan Junda rolled his eyes and said: "Every fool knows that England will win, why do you need to think about it for a long time?"
"It sounds like you are very powerful, what about you?" Tao Feizhou snorted, then looked at Jiang Zhihao and sneered: "You don't want to say that England won."
"Of course not. I told you that you had bad luck today, so if you say England wins, I will say England loses. And I'm not as simple as you said. Judging from your face, there are three black streaks on your forehead. I guess
England will lose at least three goals." Jiang Zhihao said.
After hearing these words, Tan Junda and others looked at each other, and Ma Xiaofu even covered his face and sighed.
This Brother Jiang seems to really not understand football.
Do you know which team is playing against England?
That's Iceland!
A small country with an area about the same as a province in China, but a population of less than 400,000! The population of any prefecture-level city is larger than theirs!
It is so unexpected that such a country can reach the semi-finals of the World Cup. Many people don't even know anything about the Icelandic national team.
But they can know from the commentator's introduction that the Icelandic national team is very low in the world rankings and has a very big gap with England. Even the commentator is certain that this team has set a record for the smallest number of players in the World Cup semi-finals.
This should be the end of it.
Regardless of whether they know anything about football or not, anyone who knows something about the country knows that Iceland's desire to defeat England is tantamount to wishful thinking.
Tao Feizhou also saw this, so when Jiang Zhihao said that he would decide the outcome through gambling, he would agree.
As long as you say England will win, you will be invincible.
But what he didn't expect was that Jiang Zhihao was still determined to fight him. Not only did he say that Iceland would win, he also said that he wanted to win by three goals.
Tao Feizhou laughed loudly and said to Tan Junda: "Young Master Tan's friends are indeed interesting. This is the first time I have met someone who rushed to give me money. Let me tell you first, I don't know him, and this is definitely not my invitation.
Come play your role."
Tan Junda's face was red and angry. Faced with Tao Feizhou's ridicule, he said angrily: "Have you never heard of a saying, football is round, anything can happen!"