Chapter 2633: A Losing Gamble

Chapter 2633 A Losing Gamble

Lin Feng strode in.

"Look, it's Lin Feng." The reporters in the crowd exclaimed when they saw Lin Feng coming.

Originally, they were very surprised that Tottenham Hotspur players came to this Soho bar collectively. After all, in the past, no Tottenham Hotspur player had ever come to this Soho bar. After all, this is the bar of the mortal enemy West Ham United. Coming here means trouble. But today, Tottenham Hotspur players came collectively, without missing a single one. This is too strange. Now it seems that this was obviously led by Lin Feng.

Then why did Lin Feng come here?

"Hey, I think we might as well notify the West Ham United players. Once they come, there will definitely be something interesting to watch." Several reporters discussed in a low voice.

"Well, if West Ham players come, it will be very interesting. Also, I think we can notify Suleiman. If he knows that Lin Feng is leading the team to Soho Bar, he will definitely rush over. That way, it will be much more interesting." Several reporters immediately called West Ham players and Suleiman.

"What! Tottenham players are coming to our venue. Wait, we will go right away!" Lampard was furious when he heard that Tottenham players actually came to Soho Bar. The two sides have long been mortal enemies, whether on the court or off the court. In this case, all Tottenham players came to Soho Bar. In Lampard's view, they came to destroy the venue.

Immediately, Lampard asked Sacchi for leave and immediately took all the players over.

At this time, Suleiman also received the news from the reporter.

"What! Lin Feng is here to mess things up! Damn! I'll be there soon!" Suleiman twisted his chubby body, jumped into the car like Lewis, and headed straight for the Soho Bar.

At this time, Lin Feng had already led many players to have fun.

"Eat as much as you want, order as much as you want, I'll pay for everything tonight. In short, don't leave until you're drunk, eat to your heart's content, and have fun to your heart's content." Lin Feng held up the bottle and toasted with all the players. Originally, the players were not very harmonious because of the rift between them, and everyone looked at each other, but under Lin Feng's constant toasts, the atmosphere gradually became warmer. Especially every time Lin Feng toasted, he would drink a bottle at a time.

Although it was just beer, drinking one bottle after another was also incredible. At least many players asked themselves that they didn't have as much alcohol as Lin Feng, and they dared to clink glasses with so many people. And the more this happened, the more people wanted to compete with Lin Feng,

to see if they could drink Lin Feng down. One after another, they drank desperately and blew against Lin Feng with bottles.

At this moment, if Mourinho were here, he would definitely scold everyone for being stupid. Competing with Lin Feng in drinking, isn't that courting death? Who is this guy Lin Feng? He is a terrifying existence who can knock down the entire East China Sea Fleet alone. If you compete with him in drinking, you are really courting death.

Unfortunately, all the players don't know. So they drink desperately. And this is what Lin Feng wants. After a while, the players of West Ham United will arrive, and their home court will be occupied by the players of Tottenham Hotspur, which will be exciting.

Five minutes later, Lampard arrived with all the players of West Ham United. Seeing the players of Tottenham Hotspur smiling here, drinking heavily, making loud noises, and occupying the seats they had been sitting in before, Lampard and his team were mad.

"David, what do you mean, this is our bar, why are you Tottenham people here!" Lampard pointed at the slightly drunk Beckham and roared loudly.

"Haha, Lampard, you're here too. Come on, have a drink!" Beckham is a very friendly person, and he and Lampard are teammates of the national team, so he didn't directly regard Lampard as a mortal enemy, but regarded him as a teammate of the national team, and walked over with a bottle of wine.

Lampard frowned and pushed Beckham away. Originally, he just wanted to push Beckham away, but he was in a hurry and pushed too hard. In addition, Beckham drank again and couldn't stand steadily, so he fell to the ground with the bottle of wine.

This time, it really stirred up a hornet's nest.

All the players of Tottenham rushed out immediately, pointing at Lampard and cursing him, calling him despicable. The players on the West Ham United side were not to be outdone, and they surrounded him, pointing at the Tottenham players and cursing them for being shameless. The two sides pointed at each other, and their noses were getting closer and closer, and there was a tendency to explode.

"Boss, you won't go out and stop it. If a fight really breaks out, it will be a big trouble. The English Football Association will punish both teams, and our team provoked first, so I'm afraid we will be punished very heavily. All the players are here. If we are collectively punished, we won't be able to play several recent games." Lin Chiling said worriedly.

"Okay, don't worry about it, drink." Lin Feng waved his hand.

"Boss!" Lin Chiling shouted.

"Okay, I know. Don't worry. Everything is under my control." Lin Feng smiled.

Lin Chiling frowned, she didn't know what Lin Feng was thinking. She had to drink depressedly, looking at the players from both sides who were almost fighting each other. If a fight really breaks out, what can we do!

Fight, fight, fight quickly. ——Many reporters hidden in the crowd were eager for the two sides to fight, so that it would be lively enough and they would have enough topics to write about. Fight, fight quickly.

Just when the situation of both sides was in danger, a man rushed in.

"Get out of my way!" The man shouted, Suleiman came.

"Lin Feng, stand up!" Suleiman shouted with his hands on his waist, his eyes scanning the surroundings like searchlights.

All the players looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng stood up lazily and walked towards Suleiman.

"I say, Fatty Su, why are you looking for me?" Lin Feng asked leisurely.

"Lin Feng, why did you bring your people to my territory! Do you know that you have stepped over the line!" Suleiman pointed at Lin Feng and shouted angrily.

Puff! Lin Feng was directly amused by Suleiman's words. Stepping over the line, Nima, you think this is playing a very underworld!

"Fatty Su, I just brought people here to drink, how can it be called stepping over the line. It's clearly just to show support!" Lin Feng smiled slightly, "I brought so many players to show support, you didn't come to welcome, and you even spoke rudely, this is not the way to treat guests!"

Suleiman snorted.

"Lin Feng, you are not welcome here, take your people and leave!" Suleiman shouted.

Lin Feng pouted.

"Fatty Su, are you chasing me away?" Lin Feng pointed at Suleiman and shouted.

"Yes, I'll do it. You are not welcome here, leave!" Suleiman shouted.

Lin Feng shook his head.

"Suleiman, I came here just to drink, to have fun and show my support. Since you said so, I won't be polite. I brought people here to mess up the place today, so what?" Lin Feng sat there with a big horse and a golden knife, looking at Suleiman provocatively, and snorted.

"Okay! Lin Feng, you dare to mess up the place! Damn it, draw your way, I'll take it all." Suleiman rolled up his sleeves and shouted.

Lin Feng smiled and raised the bottle in his hand.

"Since this is a bar, I'm here to mess things up, so let's talk with wine. Today, everyone on both sides will drink a bottle each. Whoever falls down first will be the loser. The loser will have to drink for everyone today." Lin Feng said loudly.

"Good!" The whole audience cheered immediately. There is a good show to watch, and you can drink for free, how can you not be happy.

"No! Lin Feng, do you think I'm stupid? You are famous for not getting drunk after drinking a thousand cups. If we compete with you in drinking, all of us combined will not be enough for you to drink alone. Don't set a trap here to lure me." Suleiman slapped the table and said.

Lin Feng pursed his lips. He didn't expect that his reputation of not getting drunk after drinking a thousand cups has become so famous. He didn't expect that Suleiman, the fat guy, was so smart and didn't fall for it. But fortunately, Lin Feng didn't plan to let himself get in the way.

"How about this, I will choose six people, and you also choose six people. Whoever falls down first will be the loser! What do you think?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

Suleiman frowned and nodded in approval. As long as Lin Feng didn't get in, he was not afraid. This time Lin Feng took the initiative to come to the door, he must teach Lin Feng a lesson. Otherwise, if it gets out, he will be ashamed to see people.

"Lampard, you pick five people." Suleiman ordered.

Lampard did not hesitate to choose Vieri, Henry, who was strong and loved to hang out in nightclubs, as well as the strong goalkeeper Abbiati and defender Samuel, and Mendieta.

"Well, Cristiano, Kaka, Essien, Messi, Robben, and Defoe, you go." Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Haha, just them! Haha, you are sure to lose, Lin Feng, you are sure to lose!" Suleiman saw the people Lin Feng sent out and laughed.

Among the people Lin Feng sent out, except for Essien, who was a standard calf, only Ronaldo was a little stronger, and the others were all thin. On the other hand, everyone on his side was strong and strong. If the two sides had a drinking contest, Lin Feng would definitely lose.

"Hey, don't hold back!" Ronaldo said coldly to Messi.

"Don't worry, I never hold back." Messi snorted and stood in front of the stage.

The 12 people took their positions, six against six, with a large glass of beer in front of each of them. Of course, there were more mountains of beer piled not far away.

"Hey, Fatty Su, how about it, are you interested in making a bet!" Lin Feng shouted.

"Bet! Haha, Lin Feng, how do you want to play, I'll accompany you today!" Suleiman laughed.

In Suleiman's view, this is a completely unequal game, so he is not afraid that Lin Feng will win. Lin Feng is doomed to lose.

"Haha, play a little bit, 10 million US dollars, how about it!" Lin Feng smiled and stretched out a finger.

Hiss! There was a burst of exclamations at the scene.

Although Lin Feng is very rich, with a trillion-dollar fortune, everyone knows that half of Lin Feng's assets have become food, and he is the world's largest food trader, and most of the remaining assets are in stocks and real estate. In terms of cash, Lin Feng didn't have much money (no one knew that Lin Feng got 300 billion US dollars from the 'Mitsubishi Tokyo Union Bank'. Of course, a small half of it was given to the "Second Bank" and the other small half was used to acquire companies for 'Phantom Technology'. Lin Feng's cash was indeed not very abundant, but he still had at least 40 billion US dollars in cash.), and he dared to gamble so much. In everyone's opinion, this was a bit of a life-threatening move.

Suleiman is a super-rich man who can control hundreds of billions of dollars in funds, but these are not all his assets, but the assets of the entire group, and many of them are family assets. He doesn't have much cash in his personal hands now. Although this 10 million US dollars is not too painful for him, it is still a bit hesitant. Especially since Lin Feng has never lost a bet, although he thinks he has won this game, what if Lin Feng has any back-up plan?

Thinking of this, Suleiman hesitated. It's not because he's weak, it's just that Lin Feng is too cunning. I have never seen Lin Feng lose before. Although Suleiman is rich, he doesn't give money to others.

"Why, Fatty Su, are you afraid of this too?" Lin Feng said sarcastically.

Suleiman frowned. He couldn't stand the stimulation of others, especially Lin Feng.

"Okay, just bet, I don't believe you will keep winning, I don't believe you will never lose even once!" Suleiman yelled.

"Okay, let's start!" Lin Feng smiled slightly and shouted loudly.

The gambling begins immediately!

"I'll do it first!" Lampard drank first. Vieri and others also cheered.

On Lin Feng's side, Cristiano Ronaldo and others did not hesitate. If the other party did it, they would do it themselves.

"Boss, this is not good. Judging from the momentum and speed of drinking, we are also at a disadvantage. Especially Messi and Kaká, who rarely drink, today we let them take the gamble. This is very dangerous. Ah." Lin Chiling took one look and realized something was wrong.

Not good? This is not only bad, this is a losing situation. Cristiano Ronaldo and others met the Brutalists led by Lampard, and they were absolutely no match for the wine competition. But for Lin Feng, this gamble must continue.

Ronaldo and Messi are at odds, and Lin Feng has no way to resolve it. Ordinary means are completely useless. That's why Lin Feng adopted such a violent and alternative method to let Messi and Ronaldo cultivate a comradeship in a drinking contest and develop a comradeship with the same hatred and the same enemy. The reason why Lin Feng called Kaka, Essien, Robben and Defoe is because these people are their friends and supporters, and it is also because their team is in such trouble.

Let them go together to cultivate this comradeship together. Of course, they are absolutely no match for this bet, and losing will only make them realize the difference between individuals and teams. No matter how strong an individual's ability is, there are limits, but the power of a team is infinite. As for why Lin Feng made a $10 million bet with Suleiman, it was to make them believe that he did not send them to lose on purpose.

Suleiman, don’t let your people lose! Otherwise, I would be sorry for all my hard work.

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