"First, I'm representing the mainland, not the bend region."

"Second, if I can win the championship, the final prize will go to me."

"Third, if I meet Hong Guang in the game, I need to sign a gambling agreement with him and add an additional $500 million."

Chen Fei's third request was completely unexpected by Chen Song, 500 million US dollars is not a small amount, even if he consumes his decades of accumulation, he will not be able to make up 500 million US dollars in a short period of time.

This is completely a bayonet fight with Hong Guang!

It is neither a battle of life and death, but also a battle of life and death.

Could it be that this kid is Hong Guang's real mortal enemy?

Chen Song can imagine that after Hong Guang racked his brains to scrape together 500 million US dollars, he was in debt and lost everything in the end.

The feeling of going from heaven to hell is not something that anyone can bear.

This kid has the courage, maybe he can really defeat Hong Guang.

Although Hong Guang has superb card skills, in front of Chen Fei, who has special functions, he has to bow down, the key is that the other party does not know Chen Fei's situation yet.

With mental calculations or unintentional, he can't lose.

It should be said that Chen Fei is unlikely to lose.

The person who can have the title of gambling king in the bend is naturally not an ordinary person, and he sees the key to the problem at a glance.

Chen Song walked back and forth in the hall, constantly weighing the gains and losses in his mind.

He knew that if he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to have a chance to defeat Hong Guang in his life.

"Dry antelope, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu is returning to Nanyang and re-taking the road to making a fortune at the beginning."

Chen Song made a decision in less than a cigarette.

"Okay, I guess you can't make up $500 million alone, how much can you get? The missing part will be solved by me, but the final dividend must be according to the proportion of capital contribution. ”

Chen Fei's hands are full of calculations, less than 100 million US dollars.

If calculated according to the proportion of capital contribution, it is obvious that Chen Song takes the lion's share.

Defeating Hong Guang in one fell swoop, making the latter bankrupt, and winning rich dividends, this deal is a good deal.

After the two sides negotiated the conditions, the previous estrangement was also written off, and Chen Song hugged Chen Fei's shoulders affectionately, "However, I have one additional condition, during this time, I will do my best to raise funds, and you will cultivate yourself and prepare for the war with all your might, and you must not be known by Hong Guang in advance." ”

"For the sake of your safety, I let Qimeng follow you and do my best to protect your safety."

After coming out of Chen Song's villa, Chen Fei had a beautiful bodyguard by his side.

Now the two are partners in the same boat, and the previous cold relationship has also improved.

"Hey, can you really see through the cards?"

After the two left Chen Song's villa, they came to a western restaurant, and Qimeng looked very lively along the way, and her beautiful eyes fell on Chen Fei from time to time, not at all a killer, but like an ordinary girl in her early 20s.

"Guess what!"

Chen Fei deliberately moved his gaze downward, staring at the other party's chest, so frightened that Qimeng shrank up, hugged his arms together, and pretended to be angry, "You hate it!" ”

"Hahaha!"

The two drank a lot of wine, and when they went out, they walked side by side, handsome men and beautiful women, and they were very conspicuous in the ordinary crowd on the road.

Qimeng's face was flushed, carrying a bag, and flicking it around mischievously in the air.

"Hey, look at the girl in front, her figure is on time, if you get the room......"

"There is a little white face next to the house, you look at it in vain, these years, the good cabbage has been arched by the pig."

Behind the two of them were two strong men in vests, one of whom was wearing a pair of dark green trousers, which were stained with grease.

The other person was holding a gray-white coat in his hand, and he could vaguely see a few crooked and slanted big characters "XX Moving Company".

They came out of a Chinese restaurant, their faces were ruddy, they looked like they had drunk a lot of liquor, and they happened to walk behind Chen Fei.

The two of them talked loudly and unscrupulously in the rear for a while, and under the influence of alcohol, one of them finally couldn't hold it back.

He deliberately quickened his pace and rubbed towards Qimeng in front of him, but before he could get closer, he was stuck by a hand, and the strong man waved his arms and broke free with all his might, his face was already full of hideous colors.

He pushed his head forward fiercely, "Hey, boy, what do you mean by deliberately getting in the way in the way?" ”

Chen Fei remembered that Zuo Songxing had his own fists and feet, and it should not be a big problem to deal with a few street gangsters.

I want to make a big deal out of it, so I can show the demeanor of a flower messenger in front of a beautiful woman, and I don't show weakness in my words.

"Someone drank a few cups of yellow soup, and he filled up the big guy, I'm afraid that you won't walk long, get into trouble with stubble, and be beaten to death on the street and no one will collect the body!"

"You...... Put your mother's fart, when I, Huang Dabiao, was messing outside, you weren't born yet? ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and stuck it directly at Chen Fei's neck.

Huang Dabiao first saw that Chen Fei was accompanied by beautiful women, and his heart was already unbalanced, and he wanted to take advantage, but he was stopped by the other party, and the anger in his heart was directly vented, and he was even more ruthless.

In his early years, he found out a set of experience in fighting with people, and tried not to bring a guy with him, so as not to be accused of murder and wounding by the police station.

He has a set of three-plate axes, which are "stuck in the neck, kicked down yin, and hammered the head", and all opponents who hit his three-plate axe have not yet fallen on the ground and begged for mercy.

Huang Dabiao's hand was about to get stuck in Chen Fei's neck, and a smug smile swayed in his heart, but he didn't expect the young man in front of him to suddenly become short and shrank out of his hand.

Then, there was a heart-piercing pain, and there was a kind of eggless sadness under him.

Huang Dabiao covered his crotch with both hands, and his waist bowed back desperately, like a small shrimp jumping out of boiling water, and there was a sadness and indignation in his heart that he did not admit defeat.

Or even unwilling.

"How can there be a fight and make a second move directly, it is clearly not according to common sense!"

"Da Biao, Da Biao, what's wrong with you?"

The companion who came out of the tavern with Huang Dabiao deliberately lagged behind him a few positions, and he would desperately call for help behind him, without the slightest thought of stepping forward to help.

When he saw that Huang Dabiao, who had always been ruthless, was put on hold by his opponent in one round, he was already frightened in his heart, and he didn't dare to step forward.

"Da Biao, you wait, I'll call someone."

The companion turned around and ran, Da Biao looked at it in his eyes, and wanted to scold his mother in his heart, but he couldn't say a complete sentence in pain, and two lines of old tears flowed down his face.

Unexpectedly, Huang Dabiao's companions still had some skills, and in a blink of an eye, they brought out a few strong men from the Chinese restaurant.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Fei and Qi Meng, and there was a scream in his mouth, and several people behind him followed the direction of his finger, quickly found the target, and rushed over.

These people all held dicks in their hands, some held kitchen knives, some held iron rods, and the most recent one was also holding a beer bottle.

Although I don't know what Zuo Songxing's physical combat strength is, whether he can settle a few strong men with crime tools, but fighting with people is always inevitable to see blood.

With the company of beauty, it is always bad to see blood.

Chen Fei turned around and pulled Qi Meng and fled directly.