Chapter Eighty-Seven: Losing to vomiting blood

"Senior brother, how are you!" The ramen chef, who was still on his way to the hospital, finally woke up, and Park Tae-hwan hurriedly asked. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's okay, I can't die!" said the ramen chef hatefully.

"What's the injury?" Park Tae-hwan asked anxiously.

"This grandson was too shady and injured my right knee ligament, and when I kicked him later, he cut my ankle with a hand knife, and the bone cracked, and I need to recuperate for a while!" said the ramen chef with his eyes closed.

"I really didn't expect that the little Lancheng University actually hid a dragon and a crouching tiger! I, Jin Mingyu, actually carried it, have you checked him?" the ramen chef continued.

Park Tae-hwan groaned and said: "I didn't find out, I can only find out what happened after he became a policeman, he was just a soldier in the army before, and he couldn't find out anything!"

Park Tae-hwan was extremely depressed, the ramen master was the helper arranged for him by his family, and his brother took great pains to lie dormant at Lancheng University, and went to Huaxia two years in advance to learn the technique of ramen, and was willing to be a cook in the cafeteria for their common goal.

I thought that there were no powerful characters among the students, but I thought that this time the battle between the two clubs forced him to make a move, thinking that he would win 100%, but he didn't expect to kill a school policeman, not only did he not win, but he was also targeted.

"Senior brother, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect to expose you!" Although Park Tae-hwan is a child of the stick country's family, he still apologized very sincerely, Jin Mingyu's identity is actually his bodyguard, as a competitor for the heir of the family, he has understood the truth of encircling the people around him since he was a child.

"To put it bluntly, it's not a big deal, I'm just a ramen chef, and our plan can still go on as usual!" Jin Mingyu said lightly, although it was in the ambulance, the two of them did not deliberately avoid talking, after all, the people in the ambulance couldn't understand what they said, they communicated in Korean.

Speaking of their plan, a trace of nervousness appeared on Park Tae-hwan's face, the success of this plan will be of great help to him in the competition for the heir of the family, he has been no different from ordinary students in the past few years, persistence, forbearance is for this extremely huge plan for him.

"Since you lost this time, you should pay for others, if the money is not enough, I still have some here, don't spoil the big thing!" Jin Mingyu thought about it and admonished, this time the Taekwondo Club lost, he will definitely lose money, although he doesn't know the specific amount, but he knows in his heart that it will not be a small amount.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I'm already starting to lose money!" Park Tae-hwan also knew the severity and didn't dare to make a mistake in this matter.

"Regarding this school policeman, we must find a way to investigate, and it is best to get all his information, otherwise he is very likely to sabotage our plan!" Jin Mingyu closed his eyes and rested after saying this, the pain in his ankle did not allow him to say much.

Park Taehuan slammed the back of the car seat hatefully and said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I'll do this matter immediately!"

In the afternoon, Xiang left slept in the police room for another afternoon, during which he got up to look at a few long-legged salsa, drank a few glasses of water, and the day passed.

Not long after I went to work the next morning, Xiangzuo received a message from Lu Min, saying that the money they bet on had not been lost yet, and asked what to do!

Xiang Zuo was furious when he heard this, and when he went to bed last night, he was still thinking about whether to buy a second-hand car or something when he got the money, but the money has not been paid after a day, and it is difficult for these bookmakers to rely on the account.

"Old Tang, did you get the money?" Xiang Zuo got up from the bed after reading Lu Min's message and asked Old Tang.

Lao Tang was actually in a hurry, not only did he not win the 100,000 yuan he won, but he didn't even give the 50,000 yuan of the book, and he hurriedly said when he heard Xiang Zuo ask: "But isn't it, not to mention the money won, even the cost has not been taken back, do you say that this dealer will run away with our capital!"

"Put your heart in your stomach, don't worry, tell me what the situation is!" Xiang Zuo frowned, he knew in his heart that it was impossible for the dealer to run, after all, they were all bets in the group of classmates, and the key point was when to lose.

"Send me a message saying that the bank can't withdraw so much money at one time, and it is currently paying out one after another, and it can complete the compensation for all people in three days at most!" Old Tang didn't understand, so he told Xiang Zuo according to the content of the message.

"Cut, procrastination, the most basic thing in this line of work is to prepare enough money to play, otherwise he just wants to empty gloves white wolf, I'll go!" Xiang left said that it suddenly stopped here, it can't be that these dealers really don't have money, no, I have to get the money this afternoon anyway, and then slowly clean up these grandsons.

It was really guessed, at this time, it was not only the people who bet like Lao Tang who were anxious, but also the dealer foursome, the beer man told the other three that the old club only gave three million, and the rest of the nearly 1.2 million must be out of the four of them, and now they are like ants on a hot pot, raising money everywhere.

"The old boss said he only gave out three million, right?" asked the tech otaku who rarely spoke.

"Can this be wrong, he only gave out three million!" The beer man didn't understand what the technical otaku meant, and said subconsciously.

"That's easy to do, a total of 4.2 million lost money, there are 800,000 bets on taekwondo clubs, and the old club pays 3 million, plus these 800,000, in fact, there is only 400,000 left, we just need to make up enough for this 400,000, don't be so melancholy!" said the technical otaku.

As soon as the purple-haired girl heard this, she immediately rushed over and gave the technical otaku a kiss, 400,000 can make her sad to death, 100,000 yuan can think of a way, 800,000 into the account, this Park Taehuan ignored, he was thinking about other things in his heart, Bengen couldn't think of it at this time, otherwise he wouldn't have given three million.

"Awesome, my brother, why didn't I find you so smart before!" The inch-headed boy's eyes lit up when he heard this, it is better to lose 100,000 yuan than to lose 400,000 yuan, if the old club really reacted that day and recalculated the accounts, then think of a way, it would be better than being trapped in the current embarrassment.

"It's decided, hurry up and start paying those who have bought a big bet, otherwise it won't end well if it makes trouble!" The gloom on the beer man's face also dissipated a lot, he had received the news just now that Park Tae-hwan would call three million before twelve o'clock at noon, and it was still possible to use 800,000 in the morning.

At this time, Park Tae-hwan had just dumped the three houses he had earned in the previous two years at a price that he had lost to vomiting blood, according to the market price, the total price of these three houses in the city center would be at least five million, but he was in a hurry to make a move, and the second-hand housing brokerage company only gave him three million, he almost gritted his teeth and spit out the money he had won in the past two years, and he hated Xiangzuo to the extreme, and when he got out of the door of the real estate company, he was really aggrieved and roared: Xiangzuo, I want you to return it to me sooner or later!