court king

Chapter 237 Qatar World Cup - A New Bet
One hand was raised, and it was obvious that he had received the attention of the two of them.

Wang Feng couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, looking at this somewhat bold reporter.

I'm afraid he hasn't seen Lex's performance.

Wang Feng sent Lex to Thailand, do you want to become a dancer in Japan?

If there is a requirement, it must be done.

Wang Feng pointed his mouth at the microphone, looked at the reporter, and asked, "Number 80, what bet do you want to make with us?"

This time, I finally met a bold one, and I must play him badly like Lex did last time.

After all, I haven't felt so refreshed for two years.

Ever since he was with Yan Yan, he didn't try to make a bet with the reporter - mainly because he didn't have the opportunity to conduct such underground operations.

At this time, Yan Yan had graduated two years ago, followed Wang Feng all the way to Qatar, and her relationship with Wang Feng was getting closer, but, these days, she traveled to Korea with her little fans and girlfriends.

Recall that after graduating from university, Yan Yan became a "Wang Family" very honorably, and then got a job as a writer, and her income was quite high.

I have been with Wang Feng for two years, my parents have met, and the bride price of 1000 million yuan has been packed to my mother-in-law.

——Wang Feng raised his weekly salary at Juventus, with a salary of 20 euros a week, which is equivalent to 200 million yuan. In this way, Wang Feng can basically collect enough money for the bride price in one month.

The two were preparing for their wedding, and just at this time, the World Cup in Qatar came.

——Yan Yan will return to Qatar on the day of the Qatar World Cup, so fans, you can still see the passionate part!
The reporter stood up, looked at Wang Feng, and said, "Mr. Wang Feng, I want to make a bet with you. A reporter named Lex made a bet with you before that he would be third in the Olympic Games. This time, we might as well bet a big one: the World Cup champion."

Suddenly, everyone gasped, World Cup champion, is that something you can get if you want? !

Besides, it is unprecedented for an Asian team to win the World Cup. If the Chinese team wins the World Cup, it will be a miracle that breaks the record.

"Let's not say whether I agree with it or not. Let's discuss the terms of the bet first," Wang Feng said, standing up, looking at the reporter with a smirk, "Then, what conditions do you hope for? First of all, the bet this time is bigger than the third place in the Olympic Games, so the price must be increased. ——Maybe, let's chop chrysanthemums for ourselves?"

Everyone was nauseated.

Chopping chrysanthemums, this is already the maximum pain a man can bear, and now, he wants to take out this disgusting thing and eat it raw...

Just thinking about the reporters was a fit of nausea.

"I'm a literary youth, I'm not like Lex, I want to have children, so I hope to gamble some money, I know you don't need money." The reporter said, seeming to be leading Wang Feng into the gutter.

"Okay, please explain the funds." Wang Feng kept making concessions, and Lasiyin asked, he would make a big move at the end.

"200 million euros." The reporter said.

Wang Feng smiled, looked at the reporter, and showed a particularly treacherous smile: "No, it's too little, I think it's not enough except for you to live broadcast and eat your own Xiang!"

Immediately, everyone was even more nauseated.

I R Oh!This will be banned, did you know?

Have you considered how the author felt? !
Now, Wang Feng put forward another condition: live broadcast eating Xiang.

Although this topic is very popular, it is also full of fashion sense.

Live broadcast, eating your own Xiang, how does it feel?
"So, I want to propose 500w, plus you live broadcast Chixiang!" Wang Feng roared.

His financial pressure is not great, but the latter is somewhat difficult.

As for this reporter, I am afraid that it is difficult for both of them.

Wang Feng saw the reporter's embarrassment, and said: "The financial pressure on you is a bit heavy, so let me add a small drink for you: drink your own urine during the live broadcast."

For Bell, it is not difficult to drink urine live. After all, he is doing survival in the wilderness, and these are necessary.

However, for a reporter, this is indeed a bit scary.

At this time, the reporter said: "It seems that you are very confident. Are you sure you can win the World Cup?"

"I have the same opinion as the helper. For the Chinese twins, winning the World Cup is not a 'certainty', but a 'certainty'!!" Wang Feng said.

"What if you are the one who suffers in the end?" The reporter waited to see Wang Feng slap him in the face.

"In my life, I have never failed to gamble with others!" Wang Feng said.

"Okay, now I, reporter Wu Hao, have made a bet with player Wang Feng: If Wang Feng doesn't win the World Cup, he will drink his own urine and eat his own food, and if he wins, the opposite will happen!" Wu Hao roared.

"Okay. Everyone who is a colleague of Wu Hao, please keep an eye on Wu Hao. I will personally invite him to enjoy the feast made by Chef Wang on the day when the Chinese team won the World Cup: Wu Hao boy urine and black dog shit Michelin set meal!" Wang Feng said.

"Then please players, keep an eye on Wang Feng. I will personally invite him to enjoy the big meal made by Chef Wu on the day when the Chinese team is eliminated: Wang Feng's small pee and volcano Heixiang KFC set meal!" Wu Hao said.

However, thinking about it now, Wu Hao—Mom, is a Chinese! !

"Is there anyone who hurt your own country like you?" At this time, when Wang Feng sat down, Liu Haobo aimed his sword at Wu Hao.

"This is very positive energy, but Wang Feng's expectations are higher than mine: I hope the Chinese team can advance to the semi-finals of the World Cup!" For a moment, Liu Haobo was speechless in the face of such a scoundrel.

The reporter sat down, and the interview continued. After a period of turmoil, the two of them gradually calmed down and continued to accept the interview.

The interview ended suddenly, Liu Haobo watched like this, and Wang Feng established another bet with the reporter.

Wang Feng was like this. When he walked out of the venue, he put his right hand in his trouser pocket and walked towards the Rolls-Royce with Liu Haobo.

At this time, Wang Feng suddenly showed a smirk: "Just wait and see the good show! On the day the World Cup ends, FT Sports, let you enjoy the picture of Wu Hao eating Xiangxiang."

Liu Haobo looked at Wang Feng with a bit of arrogance, but it was this kind of arrogance that won him the hearts of more fans!
He has an arrogant personality, but what about his football skills?
But like God, on the court, others who can play are called Dad.

If the Chinese team doesn't delay their retreat, then Wu Hao's Chixiang will be around the corner.

(End of this chapter)