Zhou Rantian was stunned for a moment, "You mean that Dali will go ahead and overtake the score?"

"right!"

"interesting!"

Chu Xiongba didn't understand football, so he waved to Hong Tianren, "What do you think?"

"I'm not optimistic about 1 to 2. Arsenal is a strong team, and even though Busi is not bad. But their organizational ability, offensive ability, and head coach are not as good as Arsenal's. Boss Lin guesses 1 to 2, which means Busi will win."

To take the lead, the prerequisite is that Arsenal no longer score goals. Now there are more than 50 points, and I feel that Arsenal still have the ball." Hong Tianren still likes to watch football. Although he is not a football fan, he is very interested in football.

I quite understand it. Especially the strong teams and stars.

When Chu Xiongba heard this, his face immediately twisted and turned dark.

Lin Bufan sat next to Chu Xiongba and said softly: "Father, just watch, I won't say anything else."

Time passed slowly, the first half was over, and the score was still 1-0.

This made Chu Xiongba feel pricked in his heart.

Hong Tianren on the side said incomprehensively: "Boss Lin, Arsenal is obviously stronger than Busi. Even if you guess 2 to 1, it's okay. 1 to 2 is very difficult to happen. This

It's about reversal, it's about a weak team reversing a strong team."

"Well, is there any problem?" Lin Bufan looked at Hong Tianren.

"Haha, I won't say any more." Hong Tianren knew that he had said too much.

At this time, Chu Xiongba's cell phone rang. It was a long-distance call from the branch in North Africa. "Everyone, let me answer the call."

Chu Xiongba walked outside, and Hong Tianren followed closely...

After Chu Xiongba walked out, Lin Bufan exhaled a long breath. "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, you lost this time. But I have my reasons. Just say, I will make up for your losses."

."

After Zhou Rantian heard this, he glanced at Chu Xiongba in the outer courtyard and whispered: "Mr. Lin, I know you must have a reason. I believe you and I will cooperate with you."

But Zhou Linlin couldn't help but asked: "Bufan, why are you siding with Chu Xiongba?"

"Linlin, is now the time to say this?" Zhou Rantian glared at Zhou Linlin.

Zhou Linlin shut up immediately.

The Chu family branch in North Africa called and said that the copper reserves in the new mining area are huge, more than three times the reserves of a previously opened mining area.

If you get the right to operate, you can earn at least 2 billion.

Chu Xiongba hummed a few times before hanging up the phone, and then Hong Tianren handed over a cigarette.

"Master, why don't we guess the score again. Let Zhou Rantian guess again. Anyway, the score did not change in the first half." Hong Tianren said, "The possibility of 1 to 2 is too low. You also saw the Dali organization.

Neither the attacking midfielders nor the central defenders can do it."

Chu Xiongba began to struggle and hesitate in his heart. He smoked a cigarette and squinted at Lin Bufan in the living room. He saw Lin Bufan drinking water again and standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Zhou Rantian and Zhou Linlin were sitting in front of the TV. The three of them

There was no communication.

"Master, you have to make a decision quickly! Lin Bufan seems to be trying to trick you." Hong Tianren lowered his head and spoke.

Chu Xiongba smoked a cigarette without saying a word. After finishing a cigarette, Chu Xiongba walked in.

"Bufan, let me ask you, are you sure about the score you guessed?" Chu Xiongba asked.

"Nothing in the world is completely certain, but I have analyzed the past games of the two teams, the relationship between the coaches and players, and the peripheral bets. The score I said is not nonsense, foster father.

If you believe me, just keep reading. If you don't believe me, I can talk to Mr. Zhou and this game will be discarded. You two will try another game."

Seeing Lin Bufan speaking so solemnly, Chu Xiongba gritted his teeth and his expression changed: "Of course my foster father believes in you."

The second half started quickly.

Arsenal almost scored several times, but they always hit the door frame. Chu Xiongba was frightened when he saw it. Zhou Linlin said angrily: "Damn it, do you know how to play football? Aim at the inside of the goal, don't aim at the door frame."

.I am really speechless, this kind of player is still a star!"

In a flash, the 78th minute arrived. The score was still 1-0, and Chu Xiongba couldn't sit still. There were still 12 minutes of regular time. How could it be 1-2? How could it be reversed?

Hong Tianren said quietly: "There are still 12 minutes left in the regular time. Unless there is a magic ball, it will not be 1 to 2."

Lin Bufan retorted: "You can't determine the outcome of a football match until the last second. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense and worry your adoptive father."

"Boss Lin, there are still 11 minutes left, do you think Busi can still reverse the situation? Is this possible? Unless there is a miracle..." Hong Tianren sneered.

"I feel like a miracle is coming soon..." Lin Bufan stared at the TV.

In the 86th minute, Busi's forward Jaken was tackled by Arsenal in the penalty area. The referee awarded a penalty kick.

Hong Tianren's jaw dropped. It was almost over when a penalty kick came.

Jaken scored a goal into the net, and the score was 1-1.

"Okay!" Chu Xiongba blurted out and shouted "Okay."

"There's still one more goal left!" Hong Tianren said coldly, "There's too little time. Including injury time, it's only 7 or 8 minutes."

"It only takes one second to score a goal, haven't you heard this saying?" Lin Bufan cast a disdainful glance at Hong Tianren and thought: Sooner or later, I will kill you.

Time passed bit by bit. After scoring a goal, the players in Busi fought hard, ran, and stole. The central defender was injured in the head while fighting, but he just bandaged it briefly and continued the game.

At this time, the injury time time was displayed, 3 minutes.

It is indeed very difficult to score a goal in 3 minutes.

Hong Tianren smiled: "In three minutes, this game will be 1 to 1."

"How about I bet you 1 to 2?" Lin Bufan turned around and asked Hong Tianren.

"Okay, what's the bet?"

"Do you dare to bet on your head?" Lin Bufan's face was dark, yet terrifyingly calm.

"..." Hong Tianren frowned and looked at Lin Bufan with unfriendly eyes, "I am just a bodyguard. Boss Lin, you are a wealthy businessman. My head is worthless, but yours is."

"Okay, stop talking. The game will be over in a few minutes." Chu Xiongba spoke. Lin Bufan's head was too important. How could he let him use it to bet with Hong Tianren, so he fought decisively.
Chapter completed!