"Are you so sure?" An Sudong laughed and turned to look at him, "once there is a one in case, you will lose everything."

Zhang Baichuan patted an Sudong on the shoulder, "brother, are you kidding me? Can our Chinese team still win

"Yes, our Chinese team." An Sudong nodded.

"Ha ha ha..."

Zhang Baichuan exaggerated laugh, "our Chinese team does not enter the preliminary round in a year, you now tell me if, do you think there may be this if?"

Then Zhang Baichuan put his foot on the back board and said: "it's not that I look down on our Chinese players, it's a group of waste who only know how to enjoy themselves. If you expect them to have a brilliant performance in the World League, it's impossible. I'll tell you that they will only eat well, dress well, play sports cars with girls, and have no sense of collective honor at all!"

An Sudong doesn't know what to say. He naturally knows what he said, but is it really good to satirize Chinese players so blatantly?

Even if what he said, an Sudong himself agreed that the players of other teams in Huaxia are a group of waste. They only know how to enjoy themselves, but they don't mean them.

It's their team that plays football with Peninsula team this time, but it's not other teams. In this case, don't you scold their team?

"Then I'll buy one million Penglai football team to win. How about you help me bet?" An Sudong's tone is flat.

"Ah?"

Zhang Baichuan was surprised, "brother, are you kidding?"

An Su Dong opened his hand and said, "no, I'm serious. I'll buy Penglai football team."

"No

Zhang Baichuan feels that this man is a fool, Penglai football team is bound to lose, he is rich burned brain?

Let alone the Penglai football team, any Chinese team must lose, which can be said to be a matter of certainty. No one will buy the Chinese team at all. Only those who have no money or are in debt want to gamble against the Universiade, lose 10, and then make a good profit.

If you bet a million and lose ten, you win ten million.

The odds are attractive, but those who have a little football knowledge will not gamble on this luck, because the odds are very small.

"I mean, if you bet a million dollars, you're also a rich man. Don't you know that it's a sure loss to bet on Huaxia?" Zhang Baichuan is very sincere.

He was really kind-hearted and didn't want to see Xu Tianlong accompany him to death.

"I'll bet one million on Penglai football team. You don't have to say much. I won't change it." An Su Dong's expression is firm.

Zhang Baichuan's pain is really a fool.

Forget it, some people don't want to win money, for that little bit of patriotism, put a lot of money to support the national team that group of idiots, this is very irrational, but he can't stop it.

Just ask, what can be done these days, can you still make an idiot not an idiot?

"Well, I'll give you the card number, you transfer it, and I'll bet on you." Zhang Baichuan turned on his computer and asked, "brother, is that patriotic?"

"Well, very patriotic."

"But it's not rational."

Zhang Baichuan looked up at him and said, "Penglai football team is a little-known team. I don't know how many inside stories it has when it can participate in the World League. It's good to play with the world-famous Peninsula team. I'm afraid it's a shame if it's 20-0. You've lost your money."

"What did you say?"

Wang Weijie couldn't bear it. When he was listening at the back, he gritted his teeth. He couldn't help it any more. He came over and grabbed Zhang Baichuan's collar and roared, "can you tell me again?"

"What are you doing?" Zhang Baichuan was startled, "you release your hand, or I'll call the police."

Wang Weijie was so fierce that he startled Zhang Baichuan.

"What do I do? I'm the goalkeeper of Penglai football team!" Wang Weijie went up and gave him a big ear photon.

"Ah..."

Zhang Baichuan looks confused and looks at the number of the next seat. The goalkeeper of the team is here, but the players of the whole team are there. He looks like he is surrounded.

"You..." and then pointed to an Su Dong.

An Sudong said with a smile: "I am an Sudong, the boss of Penglai football team. Nice to meet you."

“……”

Zhang Baichuan is completely speechless. No wonder he bought Penglai football team to cheer himself up.

But Zhang Baichuan was not afraid and roared, "what's the matter? You are a group of waste people who only take the taxpayer's money and enjoy it every day. You are abused on the court. Now the fighting is first-class? "

"You dare say, I..."

"All right!"

Ansudong reached out to hold Wang Weijie, "what are you excited about? There's nothing wrong with what people say. It's not like that for domestic players."

"But we are not!" Wang Weijie's face is full of frustration.

"Then prove it on the court. Don't worry. We have a chance. Aren't we afraid we can't prove it?"

An Sudong has always been very calm, fan Xi, a Niu and others are also very calm, only Wang Weijie and Cui Yong are not calm.

"You help me buy a million Penglai football team."

"Are you serious?" Looking at an Sudong, Zhang Baichuan throat moved a few times, "I see brother, you are good, anyway want to lose, why also want to lose money, bet with me on the peninsula team."

He had a good heart. An Sudong saved himself. He was grateful to say so. Otherwise, he would not care how much money an Sudong paid.

"It's not something you should worry about. What you have to worry about is your own million. I'm confident to win." An Sudong said with a smile.

Confident to win?

Zhang Baichuan would have laughed if he hadn't seen that there were so many of them and that the quality of the football team was always low. They were all a group of bad young people who didn't graduate from primary school and came out to play football for fear of being beaten.

But even so, he is also very internal injury, thanks to an Sudong dare to say so, he has confidence in his team, that is him, Chinese players rotten home, in Zhang Baichuan's heart, what they believe is that they will lose, rather than win, anyway lost can also shamelessly find an excuse.

"Well, whatever you want. I'll bet for you. If you lose, I don't care. You asked for it yourself." Zhang Baichuan crackled, and finally finished the bet, helping an Sudong transfer a million dollars.

"Why bother, brother." After loading the account, Zhang Baichuan sighed, "I'm glad that the boss of Huaxia team has such a person as you, but it's just irrational."

This one million is a game without any suspense. He's just so excited. Why?