Universal System: Return of the Prodigal

Chapter 139 A Bet of 100 Billion

Chapter 173 A Bet of 100 Billion

In an instant, the resplendent hall instantly turned into a battlefield filled with gunpowder.

The high-end decoration and decoration were all reduced to ruins in these two offensives.

Even this hall was shaking violently.

The hall was instantly plunged into darkness.

"Cough cough..."

At the same time, smoke and dust instantly enveloped everyone.

Huang Xiaoying, Chen Xiaoli, Yan Xue, Yang Wei, etc. are all ordinary people.

It could withstand such a choking smoke, and each of them suddenly coughed desperately.

Seeing this, Zhang Kang and Zhou Xiaoliu had no choice but to protect them.

Then slowly retreat towards the entrance of the hall.

When they evacuated out of the clubhouse, Hong Junhai, Zhou Ziqiang and others also evacuated smoothly.

Moments later, power was restored in the hall.

The remaining ordinary people also rushed out in a panic.

Each and every one of them looked ashen as a field mouse, making people laugh.

"Boom boom boom!"

They withdrew from the battlefield, but Yan Wujiu and the old man did not.

Ever since, the luxurious clubhouse has become a battlefield for the two.

Standing outside, I could only hear a series of loud roars coming from inside.

It's like a series of grenade explosions.

Waves of dust swept out from the gate.

It looked so weird and terrifying under the dim light.

"Boom!"

Under the ferocious attack of the two.

The one-story clubhouse could no longer withstand such a violent impact.

After a roar, it collapsed unexpectedly.

"what!"

Seeing that the clubhouse was bombarded and collapsed, Chen Xiaoli and other ordinary people screamed through the sky.

Huang Xiaoying grabbed Zhang Kang's arm: "Brother, Yan Wujiu will be fine, right?"

Chen Xiaoli: "That's right, it's all collapsed, so I can't die..."

Zhou Xiaoliu didn't wait for him to finish speaking: "No, my brother is not so fragile because of his rough skin and thick flesh."

Zhang Kang also smiled and replied relaxedly: "Even if he dies, he won't be Lao Jiu."

Hearing his words, Huang Xiaoying and others all let out a long breath.

After all, everyone was in Zhang Kang's camp, so it was impossible not to worry about Yan Wujiu.

To love someone, love his friends and family.

Huang Xiaoying and others have exactly this mentality.

After seeing Zhang Kang, he was gradually conquered by his medical skills and miracles.

From then on, this cynical and domineering man will be deeply remembered in the hearts of the women.

Only such a man is their backer.

When Hong Junhai, Zhou Ziqiang and others heard what he said, they looked at him coldly.

"It's definitely not my people who died, but your stupid big man."

Zhou Ziqiang quickly echoed, "That's right, where did you get your confidence? Zhao Si is an elder of the Ancient Martial League."

Zhou Xiaoliu sneered contemptuously: "Believe it or not, you'll find out later."

Zhang Kang stared at Hong Junhai coldly: "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet, dare you?"

Who is Hong Junhai, what is he afraid of?

"Gamble, bet, whoever is afraid will be the grandson."

Zhou Xiaoliu burst into laughter immediately: "Hahaha, happy, good, we are all witnesses."

Zhou Ziqiang: "Yes, I am also a witness. Some people lose, just don't renege on their debts."

Zhang Kang: "Since it's a bet, there must be a bet."

Hearing his words, Zhou Ziqiang became interested in an instant.

"Young Master Hong, bet with him, and if you lose, I will accompany you."

Hong Junhai patted him on the shoulder in relief when he saw that he was so upbeat.

"Okay, what are you betting on?"

Zhang Kang: "Whoever walks out first, wins. If none of them walk out, whoever has a sigh of relief wins."

Hong Junhai replied without hesitation: "No problem, I agree."

"The key is the stakes."

Zhang Kang: "Don't worry, you will know soon."

"The one who loses will give the one who wins one billion in cash."

Hearing his words, everyone at the scene looked at Zhang Kang as if they were idiots.

Zhang Kangdun was puzzled: "Why, is it because the bet I said is too small, how about 100 billion?"

"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Kang heard the sound of heavy objects falling from the surroundings.

Looking back, I saw many people fell to the ground.

"Uh, what are they?"

Huang Xiaoying glared at Zhang Kang reproachfully: "I fainted from your fright."

Chen Xiaoli: "You guys are really powerful, you can't stop talking if you don't speak amazingly."

Yan Xue: "Do you know how much one billion is?"

Ouyang Qianqian: "My pocket money in the past 20 years is only one billion. You just said one billion, and then you paid back 100 billion. It would be a strange thing not to scare people to death."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Kang finally realized that the bet he wanted was too high.

Zhang Kang's camp is like this.

The same is true for Hong Junhai.

Some people couldn't help laughing crazily even when they were gasping for air.

"This idiot is too self-righteous."

"That is, if he loses, can he get one billion?"

"No, it's 100 billion."

"Yes, yes, later this guy said 100 billion again."

"Poverty limits my imagination, and this guy is a total madman."

"I think he is a prodigal son, he will definitely lose, and my young master will definitely win."

"Young master, hurry up and agree. You can easily win 100 billion. The money is so damn good."

Hearing the discussion of his subordinates and onlookers, Hong Junhai, who was shocked and hesitant, also recovered from his stupefaction.

But before he could open his mouth, Zhou Ziqiang was the first to instigate, "Young Master Hong, this kid is doomed. Elder Zhao is a master at the early stage of the earth level. Our chances of winning are definitely more than 80.00%."

The middle-level young man beside Hong Junhai also spoke coldly.

"I know the ability of Elder Zhao. Even I have to fight with 100% of my strength to win him. At best, that kid is a master of the late stage of the Mysterious Rank. We will definitely win this battle."

After hearing the analysis of the two, Hong Junhai's last worries disappeared.

He immediately looked at Zhang Kang confidently and proudly.

"Zhang Kang, does what you just said count?"

Zhang Kang replied indifferently: "Of course it counts."

Hong Junhai clapped his hands excitedly: "Okay, I'll take the bet."

Huang Xiaoying stood up immediately: "Okay, I've recorded the video, I believe no one can deny it."

Hearing his words, Chen Xiaoli and others all gave Xiaoying a thumbs up.

After all, the other party is the young master of the leader Hong of the Wudu Ancient Martial League.

If he really denies it, none of them can do anything about him.

And if Zhang Kang insisted on asking for money, he might fall out with Gu Wumeng.

At that time, Leader Hong will rely on the power in his hands.

Things like playing tricks and suppressing Zhang Kang will definitely happen.

There is no fundamental change in the nature of this world.

Everything speaks with fists, and whoever has a hard fist is justified.

"Don't worry, we've recorded it too."

As soon as Huang Xiaoying finished speaking, Zhou Ziqiang also shook the phone in his hand and said.

It seems that he is also a veteran of the casino.

He actually took these things into consideration in advance.

After the bet was settled, everyone turned their eyes to the ruins.

The dust wave from the ruins was overwhelming, and then spread rapidly.

In a short while, everyone will be completely enveloped.

But no one left here because everyone wanted to see who was the final winner.

Just kidding, 100 billion bets.

Whoever wins is definitely the biggest winner in life.

It's strange that the adrenaline of everyone who is not stimulated soars.

"Tick tock..."

The scene was instantly so quiet that a needle could be heard.

I don't know who is wearing the watch, and its ticking is clearly audible.

Zhang Kang, Hong Junhai and others stared nervously at the ruins.

Although he knew that Lao Jiu would win, he still couldn't hold back his nervousness and worry.

Several minutes passed in this situation.

The few minutes of waiting felt like a century.

(End of this chapter)