Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

"What if I don't accept your challenge?"

"Then you will never set foot in Los Angeles University for the rest of your life. By the way, I know who your car is. If you don't want me to puncture your wheels, you'd better accept this challenge."

"Then how to challenge?"

"We have selected five sports majors, and you will compete with them on which major you are best at. As long as you can win three games, then this matter will be over. If you lose, you will apologize to Diana."

"Okay, you pick five people, boxing, Sanda, taekwondo, judo, wrestling." Chen Zhao's eyes drifted across the students opposite. Even the tallest and strongest five among them, he was sure to knock them down.

But Evelei waved her finger: "No, no, it's not a fight. Diana said that you defeated Tago. No one here can beat Tago, let alone you."

After listening to Evelei's words, the students behind her couldn't help but take two steps back.

Fortunately, there was no direct conflict. If there was a fight, a few people might be injured.

Tago is a celebrity in the school and a rising star in the professional boxing world.

There were a few students who originally hugged and knocked Chen Zhao down, but they no longer had such thoughts at this moment.

"Bob, come out." Eveleigh called.

At this time, a tall student came out: "Eve Lei, you won't let me fight him, will you? I'm not good at fighting."

"I didn't ask you to fight. Didn't you listen to what I said? Use what you are best at to defeat him."

The boy named Bob's eyes lit up: "Are you sure he can compete with me in the long jump?"

Evelei looked at Chen Zhao: "Do you dare to compete with him in the long jump?"

"Aren't you bullying people? He has long hands and feet, how can I compare with him?"

"This is the rule of our Youth Association."

"There's no benefit to me if I lose, and there's even less benefit to me if I win. Why should I compete? How about we bet some money." Chen Zhao grinned.

He felt that it was really fun to defraud these student party members of their money.

"You want to bet money with us? Are you sure?"

"Of course, when I was in elementary school, I also practiced sports." Chen Zhao said seriously.

"This joke is not funny at all." Evelei stared at Chen Zhao with cold eyes: "What exactly do you think?"

From Evelei's point of view, it was obviously impossible to win.

She just wanted to help Diana vent her anger, so she came to block Chen Zhao.

And she chose a competition where the other party had no chance of winning.

"You came here to block me, don't you just want me to lose? I accept it. Now it's your turn. Let's all place some bets."

Chen Zhao took out a thousand dollars: "Your name is Bob, right? Do you want to compete with me in the long jump? If you are willing to bet, then if you win, the money will be yours."

Bob is also a little confused. He is a long jumper, and the other party wants to compete with him in the long jump, and he is forced to make a bet?

What's going on?

Isn't this person a fool?

Although Chen Zhao is not short, he is relatively tall compared to ordinary people.

Bob is 1.95 meters tall, a standard figure for track and field long jump.

There is no comparison in terms of body shape, because Chen Zhao's body is not suitable for long jump at all.

It is estimated that his standing long jump may be further than Chen Zhao's sprint long jump.

"Bet with him." Evelei snorted coldly: "He wants to give money, is there any reason not to accept it?"

"I didn't bring that much money."

For the student party, one thousand dollars is not a small amount.

At least most of the students present were unable to come up with so much money at once.

"I have it," Eveleigh said, taking out a card and handing it to a female classmate: "Go and withdraw a thousand dollars for me. The card number is..."

"Then let's go to the stadium."

Chen Zhao followed a group of students to the sand pit of the stadium. Evelei looked at Chen Zhao and Bob.

"Which one of you comes first?" Eveleigh asked.

"He comes first."

Shhh——

Everyone was booing Chen Zhao. In their opinion, Chen Zhao was obviously cowardly.

Chen Zhao is thick-skinned and doesn't care at all.

"Bob, you come first."

Bob didn't care, after all, the difference in strength was too obvious.

With his eyes closed, he could jump further than Chen Zhao.

Bob retreated to about fifty meters. There is no limit to the approach distance in the long jump.

Of course, it can't be too far. If someone is willing to run a marathon sprint distance first, the organizers of the competition will probably send the athlete to a mental hospital first.

Bob started running, accelerating, sprinting...

If you practice long jump, you will be good at sprinting.

When Bob's speed reached its peak, Bob kicked off his feet.

call--

Land!

A student stepped forward to check: "Seven meters one-two."

Very good results, which are close to those of professional athletes.

Bob panted slightly and came to Chen Zhao: "It's your turn."

Chen Zhao pointed to the starting line: "You stepped on the line for a foul, so this result does not count."

Bob turned to look at Eveleigh: "Do you want it to be so formal?"

Evelei originally wanted to say that you will lose anyway, so you might as well just dance once.

But when she thought about it more carefully, she immediately understood that Chen Zhao was deliberately delaying time and also to consume Bob's energy.

However, in the face of absolute strength, any calculation is just a ridiculous trick.

Eveleigh said to Bob: "Go and dance again, don't step on the line."

Although Bob was unhappy, he still endured it for the sake of a thousand dollars.

Bob retreated to fifty meters again, then took off, accelerated, and sprinted.

call--

This time, the figure was more lively than the last time.

"Seven meters thirty-five!"

Everyone exclaimed that this time the results were better than last time.

"Is it okay this time?" Bob said with a somewhat provocative tone.

"No problem." Chen Zhao put down the tool box.

"Okay, let's get started." Evelei said nonchalantly.

In her opinion, Chen Zhao was destined to lose, and there was no need to wait so long.

Chen Zhao's previous plan obviously failed. He certainly didn't expect that Bob would jump further than the first time.

If he had known earlier, maybe he would have admitted defeat honestly.

"What are you doing? Why don't you go dance?"

"Warm up." Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly: "If you jump without warming up, you will easily get injured. If you don't believe me, ask Bob, right?"

Bob turned his head away and ignored Chen Zhao.

"Okay, let's warm you up." Evelei said through gritted teeth.

This damn bastard, can't he accept the fate of failure honestly?

"By the way, do you want to raise your bet?" Chen Zhao suddenly asked.

"You want to raise your bet?" Evelei looked at Chen Zhao in surprise.

"There are so many of you, it's so boring to do this. How about I be the banker? Let's place bets enthusiastically."

"Is it really possible?" one student asked.

"sure."

"As much as you can?"

"Don't give me ten dollars, it's boring."

"I'll bet a hundred dollars and Bob wins."

"I'll bet fifty dollars."

"One hundred dollars for me too."

"Two hundred dollars for me."

Evelei felt like her head was about to burst into flames. Did this bastard have to go through this?