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"What's wrong? Is it too little? The other party can't agree." Zhang Yu said.

"It's not less, it's too much." Zhao Hua stammered: "You, do you have so much money? How will you give it to me if you lose?"

Half a million pounds! It's not a small number either.

Although wages in England are high, they are still divided into three levels. An ordinary worker earns only ten pounds an hour. How long will it take to earn half a million pounds?

In particular, Zhao Hua and others at Sanqing Temple basically have no money for incense here. Most of their lives depend on doing odd jobs and renting out some properties in Sanqing Temple to maintain the Taoist temple.

"You don't have to worry about money, I have money here! Tell them now, if they can beat me, I will give them half a million pounds!" Zhang Yu said carelessly.

"Okay." Zhao Hua nodded quickly and said Zhang Yu's words loudly in English.

As soon as these words came out, the scene was shocked.

Of course, the main ones who were shocked were the foreigners on both sides. They had not understood Zhang Yu's words before, so they didn't know what they meant.

When they heard about it, they all clucked their tongues, "Fifty thousand pounds." "Really?" "Is there that much money?"

The people in Sanqing Temple became a little nervous and murmured in a low voice, "How do you say this? Give me half a million pounds." "If we lose this fight, how will the money be calculated?" "It won't be counted against our Taoist temple. Come on." "How can our Taoist temple have so much money?"

These people all spoke in English, and Zhang Yu couldn't understand a word of it.

He just looked at the tall white man across from him, waiting for his reply.

At this time, the tall white man laughed and said in English: "Fifty thousand pounds! Are you kidding us! Do you have half a million pounds?"

"Yes!" Zhao Hua mentioned it to Zhang Yu before and Zhang Yu gave a positive answer, so he did not ask Zhang Yu again this time, but answered directly.

The tall white man said in English: "Yes! Okay! I can agree to your conditions. If we lose, we will kowtow to the Sanqing in your temple to admit our mistakes and never enter this door again! But where is your money?" , I don’t see it now, should I take it out and show it to us?”

He doesn't expect that this fight will definitely drive away the people here, mainly relying on fatigue tactics to torment people.

And half a million pounds is also a lot of money for them, so they must not let it go.

This time, Zhao Hua quickly translated the words to Zhang Yu.

After hearing this, Zhang Yu smiled slightly, turned to look at Qingmeizi, and said, "Qingmeizi, give them the money."

Having traveled this time, it’s impossible to say that I didn’t bring pounds with me.

There are a lot of people on Zhang Yu's side. People eat what horses feed, and everything is money. This money was given to him by Yang Wenbin, totaling one million pounds. All the money was placed with Qingmeizi. After all, Qingmeizi was the strongest in the group besides Zhang Yu.

Qingmeizi was carrying a bag on his shoulder. He immediately took out ten stacks of banknotes from the bag, all of which were 500 yuan in pounds.

Qingmeizi walked up to Zhang Yu with the money and showed it to Zhao Hua. Zhao Hua's eyes almost fell out when he saw so much money.

I have never seen so much money in my life.

Not only them, but other people in the Taoist temple were also frightened. They all sighed, "So much money." "Why are they so rich?" "Aren't they just Taoist priests?" "Are all Taoist temples in Eastern countries so rich? ?" "Really? Then why are we so poor?".

"Take it over and show them a look." Zhang Yu said directly.

"Yes, Master." Qingmeizi held her hand in her hands and walked towards the opposite side.

He came to the tall white man without a care in the world, and the tall white man's eyes immediately gleamed.

The people around him and behind him also looked over, and some of them almost cried out. Each one of them seemed to be seeing a beautiful woman without any clothes on, their eyes filled with greed.

To be honest, many people wanted to grab the money on the spot, but the tall white man didn't say anything, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

Of course the tall white man also wanted to grab it, but he didn't dare. The winner is the winner. If someone was robbed, it would be a different matter if the Taoist temple reported it and said they were robbed. At that time, not only will the Taoist temple be unable to be obtained, but he himself will have to go to jail.

The tall white man nodded and said arrogantly: "I didn't expect you to be so rich! Since we have five hundred thousand, everything is easy to talk about. Just follow our agreement. But, it's empty talk, so let's write a letter Good contract!"

This guy is cunning enough to ask for a written certificate.

Because even if he won the battle, he was still worried that Zhang Yu would default on the debt. If he didn't give it to you and robbed it himself, it would still be robbery. But if a written document is established, it will be different. Gambling is legal in England. As long as there is written evidence, you cannot default on your account.

Qing Meizi returned with the money, and Zhao Hua translated the tall white man's words to Zhang Yu.

After hearing this, Zhang Yu nodded and said, "No problem."

"No problem." Zhao Hua said nervously: "That's half a million pounds. If we lose and establish a written record, we have to give it."

"Since I dare to compete with them, I am sure to win. Let's establish a written agreement with them." Zhang Yu said confidently.

"That, that's good." Zhao Hua nodded heavily.

The two parties immediately negotiated a contract. In England, the spirit of contract is so important. As long as there is a written document, nothing can escape.

The tall white man is very cunning. He emphasizes martial arts competitions and if he hurts someone, he will take care of himself and will not bear any responsibility. It's a bit similar to the situation of life and death, but it can't be said to be killed, only injured.

Likewise, a private joust or a contract to wound someone is also legal in England. Because the spirit of chivalry in ancient Europe is still maintained there, but if you kill someone, you have to bear responsibility. Fortunately, there is no death penalty in England. If this were done in China, it would be useless to sign anything. If you injure someone, you will have to bear legal responsibility.

All contents must be noted and signed by both parties in duplicate. Zhang Yu naturally wanted Ajiu to take a look.

After the contract was settled, the tall white man said: "Which one of you will come first?"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Yinling was the first to rush out and said with a smile: "I'll do it!"

Zhang Yu couldn't help but frown when he saw how active she was. This girl really couldn't take any time off.

When Zhang Qingfeng and others saw Zhang Yinling jumping out, they also frowned and thought to themselves, can this little girl do it?

They all looked at Zhang Yu and whispered: "Master, is she coming?" "This" "Master, can it be done?".

"Let her go." Zhang Yu said helplessly.

I definitely can't persuade him, and besides, Zhang Yinling can fight better than him.

Zhao Hua and the people from Sanqingguan nearby frowned when they saw the little girl jumping out to compete with others.

"How can a little girl go up?" "What does this mean?" "There are so many men over there. Why don't they let a little girl go up?" "With her small body, she can easily be beaten to death."