Strongest Guard

Then even if Loong Zaikong and Chen Yuyang knelt down and begged him, it would not change his mind.    

The only thing the two young masters could do was to stare at each other. They sat on both sides of the table with dejected expressions, looking at the gun on the table. Their eyebrows kept twitching.    

A gun wouldn't scare them.    

Furthermore, the outcome of the bet was hard for them to accomplish.    

If Boss Hu was determined to take Lee Nanfang's life, then who should they help?    

Don't think that Hu is just a Casino Owner. His identity — — Can't be said, can't be said.    

While they were terrified, the two of them were trying to think of a way to report what had happened today to their families as soon as possible.    

On the other side, Lee Nanfang turned the pistol and pushed it towards Boss Hu.    

"Boss Hu, my life is here. If I lose, you will shoot me with this gun. If I don't die, it will be my life. "Tell me, what are the rules for gambling?"    

Lee Nanfang acted quite carefree, even taking the initiative to hand over his killing tools.    

Boss Hu's eyes were filled with endless sneers as he shouted, "Good, Mr. Lee's work is so enjoyable."    

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and took out a chequebook. He tore out a cheque book and filled it in with a few strokes.    

"Mr. Lee, I bet 100 million here too. As you say, you admit defeat. As for the rules of the bet, it's very simple. Let's bet on the match before us. "    

As Boss Hu said, the rules of gambling was very simple.    

In a football match, only those who had guessed correctly would be considered as the victor.    

Boss Hu had just lowered the standard of the gambling house in front of him.    

Whoever gave a guess that was closer to the truth would be able to determine the victor.    

Then, now it was all up to him and Lee Nanfang to figure out what the result would be.    

A football match was broadcast on TV, and it was the middle of the game.    

As long as you listened to the live commentators, you would know that it was a temporary celebrity team formed by a European star that was participating in a friendly tour in China to challenge the champions of all levels of the Chinese league.    

A match like this was definitely worth hundreds of millions of Chinese football fans boiling over with excitement.    

Of course, no one expected the National Football Team to win.    

Everyone was just happy to see their favorite star form a team to play in China.    

The results of the first half were clearly shown below the TV screen.    

A score of 3: 0 was already destined to be a loss for China.    

There was no need to bet on the victor. That was the point of the bet.    

After Boss Hu explained the rules of the gambling house, he shouted, "I bet that the final score is 4: 0 and the European Star Team wins."    

Loong Zaikong and Chen Yuyang jumped up when Boss Hu said this. They didn't seem to care about their pride as they shouted, "Boss Hu, you're being too unreasonable aren't you?"    

Why do you say that?    

It was all because he didn't understand football when he bullied Lee Nanfang.    

Since coming to Huaxia, the European Star Team has had three friendly matches.    

The result of each match was 4-0.    

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was possible for them to play any Chinese team, even five, six, seven, eight, zero.    

The only reason they had such a result was to give face to the Chinese team.    

There was no helping it, the disparity between their levels was too great.    

The results of the matches were obvious.    

The moment Boss Hu opened his mouth, he said the result that everyone could have predicted, which was obviously to decide not to leave any escape routes and kill Lee Nanfang.    

At this time, if Loong Zaikong and Chen Yuyang could still sit, they would have called him "Brother-in-law" for nothing.    

Lee Nanfang wasn't in the mood to care about the thoughts of the two hedonistic young masters, nor was he in the mood to listen to their shouts.    

The moment he opened his mouth to make the two of them shut up, he looked at the television and laughed: "Even if there's no hope of winning the match between the Chinese and the foreign citizens, we can't be sure that they will lose. "Well, I'll take a gamble, and the final result will be a draw, three to three, how about that?"    

As the sound of his voice faded …    

Loong Zaikong and Chen Yuyang sat limply on the ground.    

Boss Hu resisted the urge to smash Lee Nanfang with his gun and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Lee, are you sure you want to bet this kind of result?"    

"Of course I'm sure. Man, I'll nail you with a mouthful of saliva."    

"Hehe, why do I suddenly not want to kill you?"    

"Don't, Boss Hu, you must be determined to finish this bet. I was counting on winning a hundred million and going home to my wife. "Oh yeah, Boss Hu, if you lose 100 million in the blink of an eye, don't you have to think about how to pay your wife?"    

What Lee Nanfang said made Boss Hu speechless.    

Do you have to open a wound and sprinkle a handful of salt to be happy?    

This kind of person deserved to die!    

The room quieted down, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of a whistle from the television for the beginning of the second half.    

Lee Nanfang and Boss Hu drank their wine with great interest. From time to time, they would chat about which star they were on and what kind of great abilities they had.    

Loong Zaikong and Chen Yuyang bitterly sat on both sides of Ye Zichen, while they lowered their heads and held their phones, continuously sending messages to their families.    

Regardless of whether or not Boss Hu really had the ability to kill Lee Nanfang after the results were out, the conflict between the two of them would never be resolved.    

With such a huge incident occurring right in front of their eyes, if they didn't report it immediately and return home, they would inevitably get scolded again.    

However, they had just sent the message.    

With a clink, the sound of a red wine cup falling to the ground was so abrupt in the room.    

The two of them suddenly looked up and saw Boss Hu staring at the TV screen in a daze. He did not care about the spilled red wine as he kept muttering to himself, "How is this possible, this is impossible!"    

What is impossible?    

Following Boss Hu's gaze and looking at the TV screen, one could see a set of slow motion playback.    

The second half had only started in less than ten minutes and the Chinese team had already come up with a beautiful match. When a certain nation was preparing to spread the news, they accidentally miscalculated.    

The football flew toward the goal.    

As for the world's number one goalkeeper, even after the referee blew the whistle for a goal, he was still unable to react to how he scored that goal.    

"Ah?" So fast, 3-1? Looking at the situation, my guess is quite close. Boss Hu, does this count as my win? "    

Lee Nanfang turned his head and asked with a wretched tone.    

Boss Hu finally came back to his senses, and shook his head with all his strength, "No, no, we're betting on the score. As long as I'm right about winning or losing, it doesn't matter even if your guess is closer to the points. Didn't you say that the outcome would be evenly divided? It's still too early for me to win. "    

"Alright, then let's wait and see who wins."    

Lee Nanfang shrugged indifferently and continued to shake the red wine cup in his hand.    

Loong Zaikong and Chen Yuyang on both sides had completely forgotten to report to the family. They pulled the chairs under their butts and moved in front of the TV.    

They were both notaries of the game in front of them.    

They had the most say in who won and who lost.    

They had agreed on the gambling points at the beginning, so there was no need to care about the outcome.    

Not much more.    

As long as the Chinese team scored another goal in the match, no, as long as they didn't let the other side score, then it would be Lee Nanfang's guess that the result would be similar.    

Then they could help and settle the matter without any scruples.    

Of the four people in the room, three of them were staring fixedly at the ball game, waiting for the results.    

On the other hand, Lee Nanfang, who risked his life, acted like he didn't care about life and death at all, pretending to taste the taste of the red wine.    

To be honest, this shitty red wine is so sour, it's not as good as --    

"Damn, damn!"    

Chen Yuyang, who was standing in front of the television, suddenly roared. Boss Lee was so shocked that he almost threw the red wine glass in his hand away.    

What's all this fuss about? Isn't it that the Losher European Star team scored a black ball and the score became "3: 2"?    

Such a small matter would cause a lot of commotion.    

This young master of the big clan had never seen the world before.    

Lee Nanfang glared at Chen Yuyang in dissatisfaction.    

The other three people in the room stared at him, dumbstruck.    

In such a football match, the National Football Team would definitely lose. No, to be exact, the National Football Team would return with an egg.    

But since the second half, not only did the National Football Team score, they even let the score be close to where Lee Nanfang predicted it would be.    

You dare to say this isn't strange?    

Do you dare to say that Lee Nanfang didn't influence a football match that happened a few thousand miles away?    

Chen Yuyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, turned his head and shouted, "Boss Hu, is the gambling house still not closed?"    

"No, no."    

"Then I bet, I bet ten million, 3-3. I remember that the odds are 1 to 5 for this competition, so don't blame me for earning a lot for you. "    

"I …"    

Boss Hu was tongue-tied and didn't know what to say.    

On the other side, Young Master Long climbed up the pole, similarly shouting that he would bet ten million.    

Those that didn't have money were all gambling houses set up by casinos, so Boss Hu didn't care.    

What he cared about was his bet with Lee Nanfang, he wanted his opponent's life.    

Obviously, it was something that could easily kill Lee Nanfang, even if Loong Zaikong and Chen Yuyang joined hands, they had no reason to stop him.    

Why did the situation suddenly change?    

No, it hasn't. The match will be over in five minutes.    

As long as the European Star Team didn't make a mistake, they could — What the hell!    

When Boss Hu calmed down and looked up at the TV, he saw a huge mistake.    

A defender from the European Star team actually managed to knock down a player in the penalty box. The National Football Team scored a penalty.    

No matter how much Boss Hu prayed, it was impossible to stop a penalty ball from going in.    

When the score suddenly changed to 3-3 and the countless Chinese players and fans on TV were cheering loudly, Boss Hu suddenly reached out and grabbed the gun on the table.    

What kind of bullshit gambling game was this? All of it could go to hell!    

I'm going to kill this guy called Lee Nanfang. With a gun here, what the hell are you waiting for?    

However, when his hand was placed on the table, his hand grabbed nothing.    

The gun was gone, the check was gone.    

The two items were both in Lee Nanfang's hands.    

"Sigh, this person's luck is bad. It's impossible to stop him. "Boss Hu, thank you for your 100 million."    

Lee Nanfang pointed his gun at Boss Hu and put it back on his waist.    

Along with the match referee on the television blowing the whistle for the end of the match, Boss Hu could no longer sit still. He slammed on the table, turned around and left.    

The guns were gone.    

How can you talk about killing people?    

"Haha, brother-in-law, you're too awesome! All the miracles I've seen in my life were created by you!"    

Loong Zaikong chuckled as he walked over.    

Lee Nanfang, on the other hand, had a rare serious expression on his face as he asked, "Who on earth is this Boss Hu?"    

Loong Zaikong was stunned: "Brother-in-law, you don't know him? He's the famous Ming Zhu Hu Daodao. "