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961 [The King behind the Scenes] Part 1

Although Thailand is a relatively developed country in Southeast Asia, it is rare to bet on a 100,000 US dollar a day, like Song Zhichao.

Yan Susu originally asked Song Zhichao how bet he was, but she didn't expect to be scared by the other party's answer.

He blinked prettyly, Yan Susu said to Song Zhichao: "You didn't laugh at me, have you bet 100,000 US dollars?"

Song Zhichao nodded, "Yes, why, what's the problem?"

"The question is... how old are you?" Yan Susu asked staring at Song Zhichao's handsome face.

“Twenty-five.”

"I'm older than you, I'm twenty-seven." Yan Susu said.

Song Zhichao smiled slightly: "So should I congratulate you two years older than me?"

"That's not necessary. I just want to tell you that I'm not a little girl." Yan Susu blinked, smiling.

Song Zhichao stretched out his left hand and used his tail finger to habitually scratch his eyebrows, "You mean I'm bragging?"

"I didn't say that..." Yan Susu said, but her expression showed her attitude - Song Zhichao was bragging.

Song Zhichao felt funny and shrugged, "OK-Just just pretend I'm bragging."

Yan Susu thought she had seen through Song Zhichao's "true face", so she turned her head and said earnestly: "Young man, it's better to be down-to-earth. Don't just talk about more than 100,000 US dollars. Is it so easy to make money? That will make you very shallow."

Song Zhichao had to smile bitterly and said, "Yes, yes, I'm very shallow."

Seeing that Song Zhichao admitted his wrong attitude and sincerely, Yan Susu said again: "I remind you that I saw that you are pretty good--you should not talk nonsense, nor do you like a wealthy person. It will be bad if someone recognizes you..."

"Ahem, I don't mind you saying that I am a big shot. As for chasing girls... who am I chasing?" Song Zhichao touched his nose and said in surprise.

"Is there any more to ask?" Yan Susu teased her hair and glanced at Song Zhichao with a pair of watery big eyes that seemed to be able to talk.

Song Zhichao: “…”

I couldn't help but look at Yan Susu carefully. Not to mention, she was really beautiful.

Watery peach blossom eyes, authentic melon-shaped face, straight nose, rosy little lips, and snow-white skin, the whole person exudes an irresistible "fox charm".

No wonder she is so confident that she thought Song Zhichao was deliberately trying to attract her. Such a top beauty is the focus of attention wherever she puts it, and many men will definitely flock to her.

Yan Susu saw Song Zhichao staring at him with his starry eyes. At first, she couldn't help but stand up straight with a proud look, and played with the scorpion pendant hanging around her neck with one hand - she looked like I was not afraid of you looking at her.

But gradually, she felt that Song Zhichao's eyes became brighter and sharper, as if they could penetrate everything, so her eyes began to dodge and said, "Let's watch the game! Sister tells you, don't cry if you lose 100,000 US dollars!" She said to her tone.

Song Zhichao smiled, embarrassed to stare at her again, and took out a coin from his pocket, and played between his fingers: "I have said this game - a sure win!"

Yan Susu: "..."

I couldn't help but glance at Song Zhichao, feeling that this guy not only loves to brag, but also is arrogant.

It’s a pity that I can’t stand such a man!

Yan Susu shook her head secretly.

...

On the ring—

The "God of Death" who was very popular was guessing that he was fighting with that big man.

Seeing that Naicai kept attacking, kicking his legs in a row, like a big slash, constantly slashing towards the big man's neck, waist and legs.

At this moment, the strength of both sides has been revealed.

"Death God" guessed that he was a master who had been trained in high intensity. He was very strong in fighting and was very serious in attacking.

Although the big guy was so powerful at the beginning, he had lost his strength over time, especially after taking two heavy blows on his waist, he had already begun to retreat.

The audience who bought Noka won the game was thunderous.

Many local Thais, as well as blonde blue-eyed ghosts, waved their gambling tickets and shouted: "Kill him! Kill him!"

Only a small group of Chinese who bought the Big Man to win were a bit disappointed at this moment, and seemed to have anticipated the Big Man’s dilemma - this game is likely to lose.

Off the field, Yan Susu, who had a super charming face, was already nervous.

She grabbed the mineral water with one hand and the scorpion pendant with the other, chanting the spell of God and Buddha blessing in her mouth, staring at the stage with her eyes and keeping back. The only attacked by Naika was the only force of parrying. The big guy who did not have the power to fight back wanted to rush up and shout to stop - as long as the game stopped, she would not lose.

Song Zhichao watched the game on stage quietly, but his expression was calm and indifferent. The coin in his hand appeared and appeared between his fingers like magic, constantly turning.

The "God of Death" on the stage guessed that the more you fought, the braver he became, and the big guy had already covered his waist and pushed it to the edge of the arena.

"Go to die! Death God" Nai Guai let out a roar.

Then he raised his steel knife-like thigh and slashed at the big guy who could not retreat.

All the audience members widened their eyes and prepared to witness the historical moment of the game.

But at this moment!

Thump!

Maybe it was because the ring was too slippery, or maybe it was because Naicai's soles were sweating, he just raised his legs and fell on the ring.

All viewers: "…"

At the same time, before Nokaki got up from the ring, the big guy seized the time and punched Nokaki's raised head.

With a bang!

Noicai's braces were knocked away.

Looking at his head again, he hit the ground heavily.

The referee rushed forward and took a few seconds on time.

He shouted loudly: "One, two, three, four..."

But he was already unconscious and fell to the ground.

final--

Big guy, win!

...

Everyone at the competition was going crazy!

How could such an accident happen?

Damn it, guess!

Damn the ring!

But this kind of accident is difficult to avoid and often happens.

The gamblers who bought Naikai won cursed and angrily tore up the big gambling tickets in their hands, threw them into the sky, and spit the dirtiest words in their lives.

Among the confetti, the audience who bought the big guy to win were overjoyed. They didn't expect the game to reverse in the end. It was really exciting and surprising.

Yan Susu jumped up happily and even turned around and hugged Song Zhichao for a while.

It is understandable that people who make money are like this.

She bought three hundred dollars, and three times more than it would be nine hundred dollars.

"I'm going to exchange the money - uh, I'll treat you to dinner if you have the chance to meet!" Yan Susu didn't bother to talk to Song Zhichao, and jumped and took the gambling ticket to the scene to cash out, for fear that he would not have enough money to get it later.

Song Zhichao turned his head and looked around. He was almost "worry everywhere". The audience who lost money beat the head one by one, especially those who were gambled a lot, even squatted on the ground and hugged their heads and cried.

Song Zhichao shook his head, and with his hands back, the coins that were turning between his fingers fell steadily in his palms - everyone in this world wants to get rich overnight, but who knows that the person who manipulates the person who gets rich overnight is the real winner.

Song Zhichao stepped out of the boxing ring, and there were burst into tears from time to time in his ears.

After leaving the huge gate of the boxing ring, I saw the scorching sun outside, and the vendors were weaving, hawking and noise mixed together.

At the door, two Thai servants saw Song Zhichao coming out and hurriedly stepped forward. One reached out and handed over a snow-white top hat, and the other handed over a civilization stick carefully carved from red sandalwood.

Song Zhichao first took the white top hat, gently put it on his head, then took the civilized stick, and stood on the ground - put his left hand on his hip and his right hand on his stick, with a rebellious posture, just like a Hong Kong movie boss "Pohao".
Chapter completed!
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