Chapter 8: Twelve Glasses of Whiskey
"Everybody get all the cash out!" Donald ordered his men as he dug into his pockets.
Donald has a total of 8,000 dollars on him, so poor and sour boss.
Donald's woman, Letty, took out six thousand six hundred dollars from the armrest box in the car, Vince emptied all three pockets, and only five thousand one hundred dollars, and Jesse even less, only three thousand eight hundred.
Everyone turned their eyes to Leon, and Leon smiled awkwardly: "I have always eaten with the boss, how can I have any money." β
Vince searched Leon in disbelief, and Leon didn't even have a coin on him, except for five or six colored condoms.
Now all the money adds up to more than 20,000 dollars, which is not much, but it is not a lot. Boss Don put all the money together and said to him, "How is it?" Just one game, one game will be won or lost, it's sincere enough! β
Why roll your eyes.
"You only want me to enter the game for more than 20,000 yuan, and your sincerity is worth 20,000 dollars? I just won a small game, and there are 70,000 or 80,000 yuan! β
"It's ninety-one thousand three hundred dollars." The beautiful waitress added in due course.
"You hear me!" Why bother nodded to the beautiful waitress with satisfaction.
Donald was silent.
"Tang, forget it, Orientals are all cowardly!" Letty said loudly and pretendedly.
Why bother shrugged his shoulders: "What a clumsy agitation method." β
"Brother, I have more than 50,000 dollars here." Mia couldn't help but take out the private money she had saved.
Donald was first overjoyed, then shook his head and said, "Mia, put the money away, I can't ask for your money." β
Mia smiled and stuffed all the money into Donald's hand: "I'm not for you, I'm an investment, I'll share the money if I win, besides, I believe you will win!" β
"Count me in, I've got seven thousand here." Brian smiled and took out seven thousand dollars, this guy really has a hand in pickling girls, and Mia immediately looked at Brian gratefully.
Donald also patted Brian on the shoulder with some gratitude.
Why bother frowning, the more I feel that this blonde boy is suspicious.
Donald raised his eyebrows and shouted at He Bi: "Now you have no reason to refuse!" β
"That's pretty much it!" Why bother nodding, you can only nod, otherwise you will admit it.
The other underground racers howled with excitement when they saw that there was another good show.
A few guys who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic took off their coats, exposed their black chest hair, and slapped them vigorously, and also started belly dancing.
"I'm going to take a break!" Why laugh.
"Good!" Donald replied, why bother just having a race, of course you have to take a break, recover your condition, and you must recheck the car after the race.
"One glass of whiskey for the whole audience, I'll please!" Why bother snapping his fingers and shouting heroically.
"Wow! Thank you owner! β
"Thank you, Tuhao, I'll buy you this time to win."
"Mighty, cheer for us Orientals." The person who said this was an Asian, but his strong Japanese and Korean accent made him very upset.
Whether it was a racer or a beautiful spectator, it was boiling again, and everyone applauded, this Oriental boy is definitely the most aggressive owner since the underground street racing organization in Binhe District.
"After drinking the first cup and the second cup, I will invite you in the second round." Why continue.
Loud cheers rang out again, and people who were invited to drink were especially welcome wherever they were.
It's just that these cheering guys have forgotten why the money for inviting them to drink comes from their pockets.
"Sir, would you like a drink?" The bar girl deliberately pulled the clothes down in front of her chest as much as she could, and looked at her with her eyes intended.
"Bring me a bottle of mineral water, ice."
β.β¦..β The bar girl was stunned for a moment, and immediately smiled and said, "Understand, you don't drink while driving!" β
"Clever!" Why bother to smile.
"Well, uh-huhββ!" The beautiful waitress hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but whisper to He Bi: "How sure are you that you can win Boss Tang." β
"You want to place a bet?" Why bother unscrewing the mineral water bottle and taking a sip.
"Hmmm! I... I have a total of three thousand dollars here. The beautiful waitress looked at him expectantly.
Why take it for granted that "gambling is risky, you need to be cautious when betting!" β
β.β¦..β The beautiful waitress looked at him seriously.
Why bother looking at the distance and smiling, he has seen a lot of people who have become rich overnight because of gambling, and he has also seen a lot of unlucky ghosts who have lost their families due to greed, which has nothing to do with how much money you have, but depends on how big your gambling nature is, if you don't gamble, you won't lose, and if you can't afford to lose, just don't bet.
The beautiful waitress ended up not betting a dollar.
The best virtue of the people of country Z is that they are easy to be satisfied, and those who are content are always happy.
Why bother obviously did not inherit this beautiful character, so he sat in the bank again and ate all the bets that bought him to lose.
Why bother, there is a gambling nature.
Why should he be so confident, of course, it is not without reason, he just took a picture of Donald's new car with his mobile phone, and a vehicle information report immediately appeared in the mobile phone system, and the 'scan vehicle' was automatically started.
C-class first-class car,
Engine power: 5 points,
Suspension: 5 points,
Air intake system: 4 points,
Ignition: 5 minutes,
Liquid nitrogen injection: 2 points.
Why bother to compare his car with Donald's new car, and find that his B-class car surpasses Donald's new car in all aspects, if he can't win against Donald, why bother thinking that he should also hit the street, and he has just been upgraded to a 'junior racer', and he also wants to try the difference between a professional racer and an old driver.
"Robert, just say it! How much more can my car be worth? Edward asked him to pull his car back to the starting point, and when he heard why he had to race with someone again, and this time the opponent was Donald, Edward immediately had to pay for it, only to find that he had lost all his money.
"The engine is fine, the six spark plugs must be scrapped, the liquid nitrogen is empty, the chassis of your car is quite solid, I can give you nine thousand dollars at most." Robert apparently saw that Edward was in a hurry to get money, and said shrewdly.
"What? It's only 9,000, and I invested more than 30,000 dollars in this car just for modification. Edward jumped to his feet.
Robert turned around decisively: "Then you find someone else!" β
"Points, points!" Edward shouted impatiently, "Make up a whole number, ten thousand!" β
"Deal!" Robert immediately took out $10,000 in cash and gave it to Edward.
In the next minute, Edward exchanged all $10,000 for tickets to Donald's winnings.
"Donald, you must be steady! I bought all my net worth and you win, and if you lose, I'll be done. Edward walked over to Donald with the gambling ticket.
"You were the unlucky guy who just lost the game?" Vince sneered at Edward's sight.
Letty also glared at Edward: "With your skills, you used to dare to challenge Don." β
Donald raised his hand to stop everyone from continuing to taunt Edward, and asked, "Edward, you just had a PK with the other party, what do you think?" β
"He's off to a fast start!" Edward didn't ask Donald how the car got into He Bi's hands, and immediately spoke.
Why start fast, this is something that everyone in Donald's team feels the same way, it's not ordinary fast, it's simply perverted fast.
"Tang, Dongfang Kid has that starting speed with a bad car, and now that he has changed to your good car, it won't be faster!" Letty said worriedly.
Of course, Donald also thought about this problem, but what he pursued was to be able to race with stronger people, so why bother to start faster, he also had to race with the other party, which is the inevitable fate of a racing driver who pursues the highest peak.
He Bi's rotten car has been completely abandoned by Donald's team, and they were unwilling to repair and assemble the pile of rotten parts, but it turned out to be a rotten car, spurned, but Donald didn't know it, Jesse secretly put away the pile of parts, this guy stubbornly thinks that these things must be very cutting-edge high-tech, but his current level is too low to understand.
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"What else?" Donald asked.
"Nothing else." Edward's eyes lit up when he said this: "His driving skills are average, just relying on the performance of the car, constantly using the practical 'nitrogen spray' acceleration, I am almost always ahead of him, if it wasn't for the car failure in the end, I should have won the game just now." β
Donald's face is full of disdain, there is no fluke to win or lose, winning is winning, losing is losing, there is no excuse, there is nothing that should not be, he hates people who can't afford to lose the most.
"Donald, don't worry, I know your driving skills, as long as you play normally, you will definitely win." Edward patted his chest hard, very confident.
Donald nodded and walked to his car to do a pre-race vehicle inspection with Jesse.
"Boss, do you want me to send a skilled person to check the car for you." The white guy who organized the game said to He Bi flatteringly, he saw why he was generous, and naturally wanted to show it, in case the other party was in a good mood, he would reward himself with another thousand dollars.
Why bother shaking your head: "No! β
Why bother to check the car with the system's vehicle scanning function, except for the engine is a little overheated, there are no other problems, which is why he wants to take a break, not that he wants to rest, but that the car needs to cool down.
Twenty minutes later, everyone who had already invited everyone present drank the twelfth glass of whiskey, which pushed the atmosphere of the scene to the extreme.
The game begins.
Bets are over.
As expected, there are nine adults who have bought Donald to win, even if why bother to invite everyone to drink a lot of good wine, but Donald is the first champion owner in the local area for three consecutive years, why bother, a sudden Oriental boy, I have never heard of it before, but it is just a win against Edward, Edward's car skills can not enter the top three locally.
The remaining one percent of the people who buy why win is a proper gambler's mentality, and the odds of one to six are too attractive and worth fighting.
Why bother touching the steering wheel again, it is a new feeling, why faintly have a steering system that can sense the front wheels through the steering wheel in your hand, such as the arm and finger I am afraid it is nothing more than that! It's just the 'junior racer' level, so why get more and more interested, and what it would be like to get to the god level.
Why bother to turn their heads with Donald, the eyes of the two collided in the air, and they were both determined to win.
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"Racing: Get Started!"