I am a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 320: Who is worse?

"Kill him, kill him..."

"Come on, Xiba, you bastard, go...tear him to pieces."

"Come on, come on, Xiba, you loser, hurry up, If I lose money, I will die."

The audience below waved the numbered tickets in their hands, their expressions twisted, like ghosts venting the dark side of their hearts.

His blood surged and his breathing became heavy unconsciously.

IU grabbed his arm and leaned completely against him.

I was both scared and full of expectations.

Moved.

The moment the black contestant blinked, the red trousers held the knife behind his back and stabbed the knife into the opponent's abdomen with a quick stride.

This knife stabbed him, and his waist was instantly destroyed.

But it was obvious that the black player's flaws were deliberately exposed to him.

While the red pants took a long stride and counterattacked, he performed a 360-degree spinning kick.

The calf was like an axe, coming down from top to bottom and striking at his neck.

The man in red pants immediately fell to the ground, rolled back, got up and stood guard with a knife.

The black player also stopped moving, and the situation returned to the previous confrontation.

"Fuck..."

Cui Wanzhi raised his buttocks and fell back on the sofa.

A light trickle of sweat can already be seen on his forehead.

The scene just now was really scary.

Seeing how nervous he was, Li Zhenyu asked curiously: "How much did you do to him?"

Cui Wanzhi raised two fingers, and Li Zhenyu guessed: "200 million?"

Cui Wanzhi shook his head and said: "20 million."

Li Zhenyu was surprised. Twenty million is worth his concern.

Wait, he didn't mean US dollars, did he?

Cui Wanzhi's wry smile confirmed his suspicion that this guy had indeed bet twenty million dollars.

Twenty billion, this is all the money invested.

"It's not that exaggerated. It's just that most of them, the house and the car are there."

The house and the car are there, but if we lose the money, we will be back before liberation.

All these years of struggle were in vain.

"What's the odds?"

"1 to 3."

If he wins, it's 60 million. It seems that he made a lot of money here before.

"Can you still place bets now?"

"Yes, until the end."

He waved to the waiter beside the fence, "Buy red, 20 million."

Li Zhenyu wrote a check to the other party, and placed bets directly through the intercom, asking and answering questions. done.

At the same time, another wave of confrontation occurred below.

This time, Red Pants was kicked in the right shoulder by the opponent, and the knife almost came out.

Although he stabilized his body, there were visible bruises on his shoulders, and his movements were obviously hindered.

"Brother, it seems you bought it at the wrong time."

Cui Wanzhi already had a bad feeling in his heart.

Li Zhenyu smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's only 20 million."

The bitterness on Wan Zhi's face was a bit more bitter. Rich people have different confidence in speaking.

Also, 20 million is nothing to him.

"Wow..."

The cheers that lifted the ceiling suddenly exploded, and Cui Wanzhi looked up.

Of the two people in the ring, only one was left barely standing.

The black player fell to the ground in pain, clutching his neck with both hands, and his eyes widened with reluctance.

The red trousers were leaning against the iron fence. The knife was moved to his left hand, and his right arm was weak and hanging down naturally.

But he was still standing, that's right.

"Ha, hahaha, brother, we won, we won."

Cui Wanzhi laughed happily and ran forward ecstatically.

He spun around in the open space like a madman, threw himself on the sofa and laughed wildly.

"Yes, I won."

Holding the trembling Zhi En in his arms, Li Zhenyu also had a happy smile on his face.

Winning money is certainly something to be happy about.

The left-handed sword in red trousers has made great achievements. I am afraid no one knows that he is actually left-handed.

Li Zhenyu was able to discover this secret thanks to his [keen insight].

It made Li Zhenyu discover that the other party's eyes were always looking to the left.

Moreover, the fingers of the left hand in the red pants were trembling slightly during the two previous tests.

It was a manifestation of restraint instinct, and ordinary people would not take it seriously even if they discovered it.

I just think it's the body's stress response.

Only Li Zhenyu combined the two to make a correct guess.

Even if the guess is wrong, it doesn't matter. Just like what he just said, it's only 20 million.

"Congratulations to both of you, please write your account here, and we will transfer the money to your account immediately."

"You two, it is best to have an overseas account, which is more convenient."

Li Zhenyu wrote his account number above, and Cui Wanzhi reported account for offshore islands.

'You should also prepare a secret account yourself. '

There are still a few games next. Cui Wanzhi played a few games, winning and losing.

As for Red Pants, he has been sent for treatment by his people.

He might not be able to save his right arm.

If this is the case, Cui Wanzhi will give him a sum of money and send him to live abroad.

This was agreed upon by both parties in advance, and she had no intention of breaking the contract.

After all, he is still a golden boy who has made 40 million US dollars for himself.

Two million dollars is enough for him to spend the rest of his life safely.

"I sent him away."

"Well, Maple Leaf Country, it's more stable over there."

While eating supper, there was news that the hand in red pants was indeed useless.

From now on, I can no longer use my right hand, and it is difficult to even hold a spoon to eat.

Cui Wanzhi found another clue and asked someone to send him to Maple Leaf Country.

"It's so miserable!"

Zhi En stuck out her tongue, pitiful for the red pants' situation.

"Is it miserable? He was going to die of old age in prison. Now, not only is he free, but he also has two million dollars that ordinary people cannot earn in a lifetime."

Miserable?

If this can be called miserable, what can ordinary people's lives be called?

Hell?

Zhi En lowered her head in embarrassment. She was well protected and could not easily accept the cruelty of society.

Li Zhenyu touched her head and said with a smile: "Eat carefully and don't interrupt what the adults are talking about."

Zhi En shrugged the tip of her nose unconvinced and kept her head down while eating.

Adults and stuff are the most annoying.

After making a lot of money, Cui Wanzhi suddenly didn't know how to spend it.

"Brother, do you have any good suggestions?"

"Buy a house, put the rest in Huanyu, and let Yingjun help you invest."

The house at home is still fully rented, although there will be no major changes in the short term.

But since you have free money on hand, there is nothing wrong with improving your living environment.

He is also a grown man. Should he consider getting married?

After getting married, there must be a place to raise children.

"Yes, to buy a house, I want to buy a single-family house in Jiangnan."

Cui Wanzhi plans to spend a huge amount of money to buy a single-family house in Jiangnan.

Then, bring the family together.

Four more kids to have and watch them grow up running around the yard.

He has envied the life of a big family since he was a child. Now that he has the conditions, of course he wants to have more children.

"You have so many children, you will have a headache when we fight."

"What about you?"

Cui Wanzhi turned to the first army, looked at Zhi En and said with a bad smile: "If you say you have a headache, it should be you who have more headaches, brother. " "

There are so many women around him, one person is enough."

This thing about myself is nothing compared to him.

I thought Li Zhenyu would retort a few words, but he was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

This made Cui Wanzhi a little at a loss.

So, if he is really worried about his child, is it too early?

After supper, Cui Wanzhi went to celebrate with his men.

Li Zhenyu took Zhien with him to Itaewon.

I wanted to go to Hongdae, but there were too many star-chasing fans there.

If you are not careful, your identity may be exposed.

The character of a national sister is not suitable for breaking the scandal about the nightclub sponsor.

Itaewon remains the same all year round.

The ever-fresh wandering warbler, the confused young man, the collision of alcohol and hormones.

"Oppa, I've never been to a bar."

Zhi En was in a high mood and was full of curiosity about the bars on the street.

Although I have heard the name Itaewon countless times, ordinary people rarely come here.

Everyone knows what this place is for.

covenant, indulgence, 419 Holy Land.

Abortion parlors deserve their reputation in vain.

"Oppa, can I buy you a drink?"

As soon as he entered the bar, someone targeted Li Zhenyu.

For girls who hang out here all year round, a man's strength can be seen at a glance.

Looking at the woman in front of her who is well-groomed, has a hot figure, and is wearing sexy and naked clothes.

Zhi En hugged his arm nervously, grinning like a hamster and warning him.

As if doing so would scare away the threat in front of him.

"No need, I have company."

Li Zhenyu touched her head to comfort the overly nervous little girl.

Hearing what he said, the other party turned to Zhi En, "What a cute little sister, how about I buy you a drink?"

Looking at the other party's kind smile, Zhi En was a little confused, "Is it possible that I guessed wrong? She I really just wanted to treat myself and OP to a drink. When

Zhi En was confused and didn't know whether to agree or not, Li Zhenyu once again rejected the other party's invitation.

This time, there was no smile on his face.

Shiqu left, and the other party wandered among the crowd looking for the next target.

Li Zhenyu also took Zhien and sat in front of the bar: "A glass of lemonade and a glass of the day's special selection."

"Oppa, wine, I want to drink."

Zhien raised a small fist in protest, saying that he did not want to drink lemonade.

She is nineteen and is no longer a child.

What's more, I didn't choose to go home during my vacation today. I came here specifically to go on a date with him, but I had a purpose.

"It's really hard to drink."

"A little bit, but you won't get drunk."

Zhi En gestured with her hands, saying that she just had a taste and would definitely not get drunk.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhi En, who was holding the wine glass, said with blurred eyes, "Oppa, I want to drink."

Zhi En, whose body was shaking, turned into a talkative person.

He kept talking about the hard work in the past and how he got to this point.

Also, her little thoughts.

Seeing that her words were getting more and more outrageous, and she would be exposed sooner or later if she continued like this, Li Zhenyu picked her up and left the bar.

"I knew it would be like this." He

sent her to the apartment next door and looked at the little girl curled up in a ball. Li Zhenyu couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

Didn't you say that you must take down and push yourself down today?

Aigu, what a confused girl.

When can I really grow up like this?

After covering her with a quilt, Li Zhenyu thought of the room downstairs and dialed Alice Li's number.