Chapter 3198

Italy and France entered the penalty shoot out. The atmosphere in the box suddenly became dignified.

At this time, for the four people, Lin Feng has the biggest chance, followed by Mansour. As for Suleiman, he was directly eliminated, and Tamim is basically unqualified. Even if Italy wins, the final score is 5-3, he is not as accurate as Lin Feng's guess. After all, Lin Feng guessed the score 1-1, which is an indisputable fact.

Now we are looking at the end. If France wins, Mansour wins and Italy wins, then Lin Feng wins. Whoever wins can win the favor of the other three. It's a big bet.

"Come on, drink!" A glass of beer from Lin Feng.

The three people's drinking capacity was extremely amazing, and they poured it directly. At this time, drinking is the best way to relieve tension. Suleiman now has been completely eliminated, it is a force to their own wine, eat barbecue, vent the heart of discomfort. He lost to Lin Feng this time. Damn it, he lost again. Of course, the game is not over yet, and we don't know who will win. He is eager for France to win now, so he would rather lose to Mansour than to Lin Feng.

Mansour at the moment a small, a small drink of beer, slowly ease the tension in the heart. France won, he won big this time. These three human feelings are not light. This will be of great help to his future business plan. In particular, the relationship between Lin Feng and the British royal family is quite harmonious. Mansour has made a huge investment in Britain. With Lin Feng's kindness, he can build a bridge with the British royal family. He can not only make money, but also get a noble identity.

What they hate most is that the outside world always calls them upstarts and local rich people. In particular, the upper class in Europe despised them very much, so they poured into Britain one after another to seek the most respectable title and identity and enter the upper class in Europe.

Just, can France win today? Zidane did not send out, which greatly affected the morale of the French team, I do not know what the final result will be.

The penalty kick started.

Italy started with a free throw, Pirlo scored, followed by Wiltord of France. Then Materazzi shot in. But France's Trezeguet hit the doorpost. The score was 2-1, which made Mansour's heart hanging.

Three people together swept one eye Lin Feng, Lin Feng still old God in, long drink beer.

Afterwards, Italy De Rossi enters again, France's Abidal also enters. 3:2。

In the fourth round, Del Piero scored, and so did France's salno. 4:3。

In the last round, Grosso of Italy made a free throw. If he scored, France would not have to shoot in the last round. Italy will win the world cup 5-3 and 6-4 overall.

The whole court held their breath and waited for Grosso's goal. If Grosso enters, Italy will win the world cup. On the contrary, there is hope for France.

In the box, the atmosphere is tense at the moment. This is going to enter, then Lin Feng will win. They all lost.

Don't go in! Suleiman cried in his heart. At the moment, Mansour is also holding the wine cup tightly in his hand, and his heart is very nervous. He prayed that Allah would let Grosso fail, so that France could make a comeback and make another round.

At this time, Grosso run-up, left foot shot into the top right corner of the goal penalty key goals. 5: Italy won the 2006 World Cup in Germany 6-4.

All Italian fans cheered! Inside the box, there was a dead silence. Lin Feng won, he won, he completely guessed the score. 6: 4. Damn it, he got the score right.

"We lost!" Tamim has long since given up, so there is no knot in his heart and he readily gives up.

Mansour filled his hand with a glass of beer, drank it all at once, and finally sighed, "I lost!"

Lin Feng smiles.

"Suleiman, you lost." Lin Feng looks at Suleiman, who is not reconciled, and jokes.

Suleiman snorted.

"Lin Feng, do you know something in advance, or how can you guess so accurately?" Suleiman is not willing to say.

"Ha ha, no matter have inside story or not, I know what, in a word, the score is here, I won." Lin Feng smiles.

Suleiman gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and finally admitted defeat.

"But don't be happy too soon, Lin Feng. You lost the mermaid line." Suleiman's eyes shine.

"You and your baby daughter always taunt me that I'm Su Pang. Hum, I went to the gym very early and started to exercise. Now I've said goodbye to my big belly. Now I'm not fat any more. Not only am I not fat, but I also have Mermaid line!" Suleiman yelled and took off his Arabian robe to reveal his sexy tights.

Tamim and Mansour both gave a whisper. This Suleiman is really a change before the bloated look, become thin up. And it looks like there are two pectorals. It's quite seductive.

"Well, watch it, mermaid line!" Suleiman yelled, "you can borrow 80 billion dollars from us with your winning favor."

It's the worst way to repay the debt. If Lin Feng uses the debt to borrow 80 billion US dollars, it's undoubtedly the best thing for Suleiman, Mansour and others. Their consortia are not short of this money. It's no problem to lend it to Lin Feng. It's the best way to get a favor.

Suleiman pulled up the tights directly, revealing his abdomen after six months of exercise. Although his abdominal muscles are not as six as those of bodybuilders, they are much smoother than before. If you are lucky, you can still see the shadow of his abdominal muscles. Also, mermaid line, he really has a little mermaid line. It's not obvious, but it does! Compared with many people who are useless, he is much better.

Suleiman pulls up the tights.

"Bang" a meat ring, a beer belly pop out, round rolling, up to the extreme.

Everyone was stunned. This Suleiman is so confident, obviously he should have Mermaid line, otherwise Suleiman would not be so proud, would not show off. As a result, at the moment, they can see nothing but a bulging beer belly. Round beer belly, this is so disappointing.

"This... This..." Suleiman was also flushed. He has exercised for so long and shed so much sweat, just for today, just for the shame of Lin Feng, let him know that he will not always be su fat. But now, this round belly, this is not what fat man is. And it's uglier than ever. In the past, my whole body was fat. Now, I'm thinner, but my stomach is bulging. It's even uglier. And he's still wearing tights here, which makes it even uglier.

"Oh, Suleiman, where's the mermaid line? What about the mermaid line you showed me? " Lin Feng said with a bad smile.

Suleiman's face turned red. His Mermaid line is gone. It's gone. Originally there were two Mermaid lines, but now they are gone, completely covered by the round tummy.

"Lin Feng, you are mean! You deliberately bought this barbecue and beer for us to drink, let me Mermaid line out, you are too mean At the moment, Suleiman finally understood that Lin Feng didn't let him solve the mystery for the sake of delaying his attack, for the sake of eating the fat and oily barbecue and drinking the beer, which caused his stomach to rise too much and completely lost his Mermaid line. Let yourself lose the game!

"If Suleiman is willing to accept defeat, don't say anything mean. Besides, if you're really strong, then Mermaid line won't be a barbecue and a few beers. Now there is only a round tummy, only that your exercise is not hot. You need more exercise, exercise. " Lin Feng said softly.

"You --" Suleiman was angry now. Lin Feng's words were irritating. They were too irritating. There was no such thing. This is just adding fuel to the fire.

"All right, Suleiman, take the gamble. In four hours, 80 billion US dollars will arrive. In one year, I will calculate the interest for you according to the interest of Swiss bank. " Lin Feng got up and said, "if you want to default, it's up to you. But that would make me look down on you. "

Suleiman's eyes are red to see Lin Feng leave, and his fist creaks. If he can, he really wants to teach Lin Feng a lesson. This guy, really hateful, really hateful to the extreme. But he can't do anything, and within four hours, he has to get $80 billion. Otherwise, if this is to be publicized, he will have no face.

You know, if he loses $80 billion, he will default on his debt. Maybe everyone will laugh at him at most. But this is not a loss of $80 billion, but a loan of $80 billion to Lin Feng with interest. It's fair to calculate according to the interest of Swiss bank. To be honest, if Lin Feng's reputation didn't want to pay interest and borrow money, there would be absolutely no problem. So many banks in the world are eager to lend money to Lin Feng.

80 billion US dollars, the annual interest is close to 10 billion US dollars. With such a high profit return, I believe many banks are willing to borrow money. If Suleiman doesn't borrow it, he'll be rejected. Of course, he can tolerate being spurned by outsiders. He can't bear to be despised by Lin Feng. This makes him face Lin Feng in the future.

"Somebody, transfer US $80 billion to Lin Feng's account!" Suleiman gritted his teeth and told the assistant.

Mansour and Tamim look at each other and shake their heads. Lin Feng is so amazing that he won again. They owe Lin Feng a favor. It doesn't seem that good. However, if you are willing to accept defeat, Suleiman has no face to repent, so do they.

Whoo! Lin Fengchang walked out of the box with a sigh and saw Lin Zhiling waiting outside the box with a nervous face.

"Boss, did you really win?" Asked Lin Zhiling pleasantly.

Lin Feng nodded heavily.

"Boo!" Lin Zhiling came forward with a kiss, "boss, I knew you were the best!"（ It's not finished yet. If you like this work, you are welcome to start (Qidian. Com) to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation.)