Chapter 939 Tell Me, How Do You Want To Play?

The fat man was stunned for a moment before he suddenly reacted and grabbed Lee Young-Ki's clothes. "B*stards, how dare you cheat? I'll kill you.."

Before he could make a move, the group of people behind Lee Young-Ki had already rushed up and pulled him away.

When the crowd saw this, they all started to clamor.

"What's wrong? After being exposed for cheating, do you still have to hit him? Then we won't agree."

"That's right. It's shameful enough to cheat, but you actually want to fight? Do you really think we're just decorations?"

"I was wondering why you guys kept winning the whole morning. So you're cheating?"

"Since you cheated, you should return all the money you won." historical

"Just a refund? According to the rules, cheating requires one to cut off both hands."

"Yes, chop off your hands.."

Everyone immediately became excited.

The group of Koreans turned pale with fright and quickly let go of the fatty, surrounding Lee Young-Ki.

At this moment, the young man who translated for Lee Young-Ki suddenly said, "Open your eyes and take a look. It's written in black and white on this contract that you can cheat. You guys are the ones who didn't come out. Can you blame us?"

As he spoke, he threw the contract that the fatty had just signed over.

Everyone's clamoring immediately quieted down. Was there such a clause in the contract?

The fatty took the contract and looked at it carefully. It did say 'no restrictions on cheating'.

However, these words were written very small. If one did not look carefully, it would be difficult to notice. Moreover, he did not look at the contract carefully just now. He did not expect the other party to have thought of this step long ago.

Taking a step back, even if he knew that he could cheat, it would be useless.

After all, he didn't have the skills to cheat like Lee Young-Ki.

This time, everyone was speechless.

Since it was written in the contract that they could cheat, they really couldn't find any fault with it.

The fatty also knew that he could not avoid it. He could only smile at Ye Feng. "Brother, no matter what, thank you so much, you have finally let me know how I died. It's just 10 million yuan. I can still afford it."

After saying that, he transferred 10 million yuan to Lee Young-Ki on the spot.

Ye Feng could not do anything about it. Who asked him to calculate every step? Even if they were caught cheating on the spot, it would be useless.

After the fatty transferred the money over, Lee Young-Ki turned to look at Ye Feng. "Sir, do you want to bet with me?"

Everyone looked at Ye Feng with anticipation.

The young man's cheating skills were so good. If he entered the arena, he might really be able to make the Chinese people proud.

After all, this group of Koreans had been arrogant for the entire morning and had yet to be defeated. They could not stand it anymore.

But Ye Feng still waved his hand. "I still have something to do today, I won't bet."

When everyone heard his rejection, they were instantly disappointed.

"But I'm interested in this Nine Dragon Cup. I want to buy it." He turned to look at the Nine Dragon Cup on the table beside him.

"I'm sorry, but the Nine Dragon Cup is only for gambling and not for sale. If you want it, you can sit down and gamble." Lee Young-Ki flatly rejected his purchase request.

"I've already said that I don't want to gamble today. Since you're not selling, then forget it."

lightsnοvεl.cοm Ye Feng then walked back to the crowd and held Cheng Fei'er's hand, preparing to leave.

The moment the young man standing behind Lee Young-Ki saw Cheng Fei'er, it was as if he was struck by an electric current.

Although he was not short of beautiful women, those women had all undergone post-production. It was fine if they looked the same, but their souls were also similar. They had no personality at all.

However, the girl in front of him was not only extremely beautiful, but she was also natural. There was no knife on her face.

What moved him even more was the valiant and heroic temperament that she exuded. It was something he had never seen on a Korean woman.

If he missed it, he didn't know if he would ever see such a woman again in his life.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly shouted, "Kid, since you don't dare to bet with my teacher, how about I bet with you?"

"Not interested." Ye Feng did not even turn his head. He just replied casually.

"I think you're afraid, right? What a coward. You Chinese men are indeed all good-for-nothings. Beauty, I advise you to leave him as soon as possible. He's not worthy of you."

When the young man saw that the two of them were about to walk out of the crowd, he immediately mocked them.

Ye Feng slowly stopped and turned to look at him. "You are courting death."

Seeing that his words were effective, the young man became even more aggressive. "The Chinese are indeed fragile. Are you angry just like that? You don't even dare to bet with me, is it wrong to call you a coward? If you're not happy, come and bet with me."

When the surrounding people heard this, they could not stand it anymore.

"Little brother, you bet with him. If you're afraid of losing, we'll crowdfund you."

"That's right. This b*stard dares to scold us Chinese. If you help us deal with him, they'll pay you."

"If it wasn't for my lack of skills, I would go up and take care of this kid right now."

"I've long disliked this brat. He's infuriating me to death.."

The crowd was clearly enraged by the young man and began to curse.

Ye Feng stared at him coldly. "Tell me, how do you want to bet?"

The young man's face lit up immediately, afraid that he would go back on his word. "You decide how to play. Best of three. If I win... let her kiss me."

As he spoke, he pointed at Cheng Fei'er.

When Cheng Fei'er heard him make such a shameless request, she was so angry that her face turned pale.

"Let's change the bet. I never bet on women." Ye Feng suddenly revealed a smile. It was a smile that even Cheng Fei'er was afraid of.

She knew that Ye Feng was furious.

This was the first time she had seen him so angry.

Even when Ah Can stole the secret treasure map and Hong Jiajun pointed a gun at his head, he had never been this angry.

His anger was burning because of her.