"Yes, as long as Lieutenant Taishan has no problem, I have no problem." Liu Lang still agreed, and then changed the topic: "However, since it is a challenge, then it must be done with a little bonus, otherwise our Chinese gods will not be able to do it.
They will let us go."
"What is Caitou?" Although the little foreign girl can speak Chinese well, she obviously cannot fully understand the profound Chinese characters.
"It's like turning blackjack in the Western world, you know." Liu Lang rubbed his index finger and thumb together and made a universal gesture.
"Xie Te, God will never forgive you. The bravery of a warrior should not be put on the gambling table." The little foreign girl's joy was successfully turned into anger by Liu Lang's obscene gesture.
"God, the old man is still drinking tea in the west and watching the angels dance! It is our Chinese gods who make the decision now, do you understand?" Liu Lang shook his head disdainfully, "No! Forget it, this is the rule in China anyway.
If you don’t like it, we won’t force you to do it. We’ll walk half way toward the sky, so you can go back wherever you need to go!”
"Bet, I bet." A voice suddenly sounded.
The altitude where the sound came from was obviously lower, and everyone lowered their heads following the sound.
The gray-faced translator in a dusty suit was struggling to get up from the ground, staring at Liu Lang with eyes that seemed to burst out of fire.
Although he was dizzy at the time, the man in the suit also remembered that he was kicked unconscious by a fat man.
There was only one fat man present.
"I, Fan Ziran, bet ten thousand dollars on Lieutenant Tyson to win." The man in the suit got up, stared at Liu Lang, and placed the bet fiercely.
"Look, beautiful Miss Laura, all Chinese people understand this rule. However, can I ask if this dear friend can pay for this bet of ten thousand oceans with the salary of a translator?" Liu Lang spread his hands with a curious look on his face.
asked.
The man in the suit turned pale when asked.
The little foreign girl who had been groaning angrily was laughed at instead. She pointed at the man in a suit and said: "Dear Colonel Liu, please let me introduce that this Mr. Fan Ziran is not the professional translator I hired, but my good friend."
Friend, so there is no need to pay salary. Colonel Liu may have never heard of Mr. Fan’s name, but I think Colonel Liu must have heard of his uncle Fan Xudong, Mr. Fan!”
Liu Lang couldn't help but laugh.
As soon as he heard the name of his uncle in a suit, Liu Lang knew that ten thousand oceans was really not a lot of money for this man.
Liu Lang also didn't expect that in this remote and remote Northland, he could actually meet direct relatives of the two major families of China and the United States. Needless to say, the Rothschild family has opened banks all over Europe and the United States.
Just like the sun is rising.
Although Fan Xudong, the uncle of the man in the suit, is not as good as the Ross family, in the next few decades, he will be known as the "Father of Chinese Chemical Industry". He founded China's first alkali industry company.
It laid the foundation for the national chemical industry for the Republic of China and even for the future Republic. The first rium sulfate factory in China founded was known as the "No. 1 Chemical Factory in the Far East" at that time. It was not until that time that China truly produced its own fertilizers.
Technology.
Although Liu Lang stole the title of No. 1 by virtue of his benefits from later generations, this does not hinder Liu Lang's respect for this national chemical industrialist who died young.
It's just that the nephew of the number one man in the national chemical industry makes this oil-headed and powder-faced outfit quite annoying. Although he is as gray as a mud monkey at this time, he still has the aura of a prodigal son.
It's about to burst out.
Seeing Liu Lang frowning and not saying anything, the man in the suit felt a sense of accomplishment as he pretended to be successful, "Hey, Captain Liu, how are you? Do you think the bet I placed is too big to bet? Otherwise, what if?
If you lose, I don’t want any of your ten thousand oceans. Including the ten thousand oceans I invested, all will be donated to the brothers under your command. The hard work of the brothers fighting against the Japanese pirates this time will be regarded as the expense, and you only need to pay for your hard work.
Miss La can just apologize, what do you think?"
Liu Lang's eyes flashed. Although this young master was still domineering, he was not particularly hopeless. At least he still knew what it meant to fight against Japanese pirates. He laughed loudly and said, "Haha, okay, then I will take Mr. Fan's bet.
However, Miss Laura’s fortune must not be less, otherwise..."
The little foreign girl angrily crossed herself again on her not too big chest, muttered a few words to herself, probably asking for forgiveness from her God. Then her eyes widened: "
Okay, Laura bets Tyson $10,000 to win."
"No, no, Miss Laura is a devout Christian, how can she gamble? I just need Miss Laura to agree to help me with something if Liu Lang wins." Liu Lang shook his head and said
Zhang Pang had a smile on his face, almost bursting into laughter.
"I can't help you do bad things." The little foreign girl still remained vigilant.
"Promise not to do bad things, it is within Miss Laura's ability." Liu Lang's smile was still sweet.
"What if you lost?"
"I also promise Miss Laura something, as long as I don't let you wipe your neck on the spot."
"make a deal."
"Tyson, since Colonel Liu has agreed, what are you waiting for?" The little foreign girl also smiled happily at this moment and said to her bodyguard.
It was impossible to be unhappy. Tyson was not the number one fighting master in the Royal Regiment. Even in the Second Division of the British Army, he was still number one. Otherwise, with her stubborn and stubborn father, how could she
Don’t worry about her coming to the turbulent Eastern Kingdom alone?
From the moment Liu Lang agreed to fight, the little foreign girl was sure that she would win.
After Tyson won, she must let the arrogant and barbaric Chinese colonel learn how to bark a few times on the spot. Just thinking about that interesting situation, all the cells in the little foreign girl's body were so excited that they seemed to be singing.
Unfortunately, her bodyguard didn't think so.
"I'm sorry, miss, the person I want to test is not Mr. Colonel." The big black man took a step forward and shook his head solemnly.
"WHY? Tyson?" The little foreign girl was stunned.
If you beat several other soldiers, the pleasure of revenge will be reduced a lot. What's more, just from the perspective of size, that fat man is the most bully person on the field, no one.
If it weren't for the fear of being taken advantage of by the fat man, Miss Laura herself would have the urge to teach him a lesson herself. She is also one of the top three in the Harvard Women's Boxing Gym.
"That's right! Lieutenant Tyson and Commander Liu are the best soldiers in China, and they will definitely not let you down." The man in a suit also helped.
Obviously, he was also full of resentment towards Liu Lang who kicked him unconscious for no reason.
Mr. Fan, you are right. Mr. Colonel, you are indeed the best soldier in China. I have no confidence in winning." The big black man looked at Liu Lang who was standing casually and said honestly.
A man and a woman were collectively dumbfounded.
This is truly the most suspenseful story they have ever heard in their lives.
That fat man, who looks like a kid from a rich family, is actually a master that even Tyson can't even dare to beat? This is really unbelievable.
But they had to believe it, because they didn't believe that the calm Lieutenant Tyson would lie.
If he says he can't win, then he definitely can't win.