Anonymous Marriage: The President's Wife Is an Undercover Agent

Chapter 39
The handsome guy next to me laughed for a long time, seeing my serious expression and curled fingers where I held the red ticket, he finally stopped smiling.

"Uh, beauty, the minimum denomination to bet is 1000 yuan, you don't know that?"

I shook my head numbly, and watched the men and women around me turn their heads to look at me, some whispered, some chuckled, and some looked me up and down, their eyes seemed like I was a monster, I really wanted to have someone It's too embarrassing to get into the ground.

"Either, or I'll lend you."

I shook my head, "No, I didn't want to bet at first, why don't you bet yourself." I sat back in my seat, smiled wryly at the little buyer next to me, and waved her hand, but she didn't laugh at me, Return the 100 yuan to me and walk down slowly.

"Hey, little girl, wait a minute."

The buyer stopped, turned around and walked towards us, and saw the man next to him take out a dozen dollars from his pocket, pointing at me and said, "Bet on this beauty for me, and buy a thin stick to win. "

I looked at the thick dozen banknotes, which were worth less than 1 yuan, and I quickly stretched out my hand to stop them, "No, I really don't need it."

The young master has a bright temper, and he waved his hand, "We are destined to meet each other. 1 yuan is nothing to me. I have the right to make you my friend. I'm just curious, why are you so sure that the thin pole can win? 1 yuan will be regarded as a result of my purchase, if you win, you will return the bet to me, and the rest will be yours, if you lose the bet, at least I will affirm my original vision, in fact, I still made money!"

I laughed, unexpectedly when we met for the first time, this handsome guy is very open-minded, he looks like he is not afraid of the sky falling, he is really an optimist, he must be the young master of some aristocratic family.

"Then, thank you! If I lose, I will return the money to you."

He shook his head, "Look, it's started."

I followed his fingers and heard the sound of the whistle. Na Baja, like a hot wheel, rushed towards the thin pole, and the thin pole swiftly dodged and dodged.

Although Baja was fat, his reaction was not slow, and he almost threw a fist against the body of the skinny pole. The skinny pole was blown by Baja's fierce punch, staggered, and almost fell on the ring .

There was thunderous applause and applause from the stands, much higher than the atmosphere in the ballroom. I saw many men had stood up and shouted loudly to the stage: "Kill him, kill him, get on!"

I watched Baja pull out a cruel smile, and grabbed the thin pole with his big hands. The thin pole is already thin. If he grabbed it and lifted it up, the game is probably coming to an end. The result is self-evident .

But the speed of the thin pole was astonishingly fast. With a "swish", it slipped under Baja's crotch, lifted his left leg and kicked him hard on the buttocks.

"what!"

Baja yelled loudly, as if he was irritated, he turned around and rushed towards the thin pole again, the speed was so fast that it made people tongue-tied.My heart skipped a beat, seeing the collar of the thin pole held firmly in Baja's hand, he raised the thin pole high above his head with both hands.

The handsome guy next to him laughed loudly and shouted: "Look, I already said that this Baja is very strong, alas, this 1 yuan is a waste of money."

I squinted my eyes, and I clearly saw that Shougan's body was lifted up straight, his arms were suddenly tense, the muscles on it were knotted, and the blood vessels protruded, and he punched Baja's head with a fist.

"Boom!"

Baja's raised hands trembled slightly, as if being drained of strength, the thin pole flipped back and landed firmly on the ground. Looking at Baja again, he took two or three steps back, his eyes were dull and his expression was stiff , "Bang" and fell on his back on the ring, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The audience was dead silent, and after 10 seconds, it boiled again.

"My God, this turned out to be so dramatic."

"Yeah, the thin rod won, and the weak guy actually beat the five-peat champion."

"Yeah, I can't believe my eyes, how is this possible, what is the last resort?"

……

The handsome guy next to me froze, turned his head away slowly, his eyes widened, and he looked at me in disbelief.

"You, you won, you won."

He jumped up suddenly, like a madman, hugged me and kept jumping, I was so scared that I pushed him, and saw him laughing, "Sorry, I'm too excited."

"You, beauty, you are too powerful. How did your eyes grow so that you know that the thin pole will win? Or do you know the art of divination?"

I couldn't help laughing, "I don't know any divination skills, because I know that this thin rod is a master of Muay Thai, and he is also an ancient Muay Thai. You have all been deceived by him. The previous weakness was for Blinding the opponent's eyes, only the final fatal blow is his true strength."

"Wow! You are so powerful, so powerful, I have started to worship you, why don't I worship you as my teacher."

The more I listened, the more helpless I became, and I shook my head violently, "Don't, I just participated in a lot of competitions, so I know a thing or two about this kind of boxing."

"Participate? So you are also good at kung fu!"

The little handsome guy stared at me like stars. I was stared at unnaturally by him. I saw the buyer come over and handed over a bag that was ten times bigger than the original.

"Miss, this is your gambling profit."

The handsome guy snatched it up, pulled out a dozen from it, and slapped the rest on me, "Beauty, can you tell me what my name is now?"

I smiled and didn't refuse.

"Nanxia, ​​early summer in the southern country."

"Haha, Nan Xia, the name is really nice. My name is Li Shaoqiu, you can call me Qiu Shao."

I nodded and put the red envelope into my shirt, only to see Qiu Shao hurriedly grabbed my arm and asked, "Don't put it away, keep going, keep going."

I smiled, seeing that Baja was dragged down, he should have died.Everyone present seemed to have become numb to the phenomenon of death in this black boxing match, and no one was surprised.

The competition continues. This kind of boxing market can use any method of attack, even any weapon other than firearms is allowed, and a declaration contract must be signed before going on stage. If unfortunately died on the stage, the boxing market organizer No responsibility will be assumed, and the parties concerned shall bear full responsibility, and their relatives and friends are not allowed to retaliate in the venue.

A woman slowly came out of the small red arch. She had long hair and wheat-colored skin. Although she was not beautiful, her square face and her tall figure made her look extremely eye-catching.In particular, she was wearing a fiery red neck vest and hot pants, exposing her forearms, belly button and thighs, making her figure look even hotter and more attractive.

"Look, there is a beautiful woman here, um, but not as good looking as you."

I smiled.

"How about the thin pole against her?"

"Hehe, the skinny pole wins!"

Qiu Shao squinted at me, seemed to feel that my answer was too hasty, and asked again: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." I nodded, and saw him wave his hand, take out a check from his pocket, write a few words "shuashua", and throw it into the buyer's tray, "I'm buying a thin rod win."

I scanned it, "Honey, I bet 100 million."

(End of this chapter)