"Hey, Chinese, don't accept it and try a bet?" The British sailor won some money and was still in a state of great excitement. He was worried that he could not find an opponent, so he asked for a challenge, and his partner beside him followed him to cheer.
"I haven't played darts before, otherwise I really want to play a game with you." Jiang Hailong explained in a low voice, with a embarrassed expression on his face.
"If you don't dare to play, don't make excuses. Chinese people like to speak loudly. In your words, they just talk but don't practice!" British sailors were motivated by each other.
"Just play." Jiang Hailong stood up and slapped a thick stack of US dollars on the counter, saying, "If you want to play, play bigger, you will beat me. These beauties are beautiful.
The knife belongs to you. If you lose, you will pay for the drinks of all the guests!”
Hearing such bets, the guests shouted loudly and urged the British to fight. Wang Dali and others looked at the British sailors with pity. The British boss of the bar reviewed the banknotes on the counter for a while and fussed: "God, I
Ensure that these 100-dollar bills from the Chinese are real, Jem, let's see you!" The more lively the bar, the happier he is.
The British sailor named Jem looked at the US dollar bills on the counter and was drooling, but when he saw dozens of guests in the audience, he was hesitant and hesitant. He felt that the bet was too big. If he lost, he would have worked hard.
A year has been in vain!
Jem's companions cheered him up: "The Chinese said they had never played darts, so you will win." "This Chinese is either stupid because they have more money or they use more money to scare you not to bet, don't get on him.
"The bar owner also encouraged him: "Jim, it doesn't matter if you didn't bring so much cash. Put your wallet here. If you lose, I know your captain. If you don't have enough money, I will ask him to transfer your salary to my account.
"Jim was in a hurry to get out of trouble, so he had to nod, take out his wallet and hand it over to the boss.
Jiang Hailong said to Jem casually: "You made the darts betting on it, and the rules must be determined by me. I didn't understand what you shot at the line just now, so I just shot the bullseye and it was ten rings, and then it was nine in turn.
Ring, eight rings..., each person has three marks, and the one who hits the most rings will win."
He heard what he said was obviously an amateur who played darts. A group of Chinese customers showed a worried expression for him. Jem showed pride on his face, fearing that his opponent would regret it, and said loudly: "Document!"
The bar owner seized the opportunity and shouted: "Now I announce that if I buy Chinese or Jem winners, the bet is two or one, and everyone is welcome to participate!"
Customers flocked to the counter, most of them bet on Jem's side. Wang Dali and the other three naturally emptied all the money in their pockets and bet on Jiang Hailong's side. The black American sailor who lost to Jem hesitated for a moment and finally put two hundred
The US dollar is on Jem's side. Although he hopes that the Chinese will win and avenge him, he feels that Jem's strength is unparalleled.
The bar owner shouted, don't worry, and came one by one, while busy registering customers. The colorful banknotes filled the counter, and a game of darts turned into a big gamble.
Jim threw the dart first, he put in a standard position, bowed the front legs behind the throwing line and held the dart in his ear, held his breath and glanced for a few seconds, "swish, swish" throwing two darts, both of which were red.
Bull's eyes, the audience cheered.
When Jem held the third dart in his hand and was ready to go, Wang Dali and Wu Qiang looked nervous. If they hit bullseye again this time, Jiang Hailong would only lose and have no chance of winning. They would
All the belongings on me were taken up.
"Wow!" Liang Xiaodong fussed behind Jem, saying in English: "You are so awesome. Don't miss the last dart, otherwise you will have to pay for the drinks of so many people, and you will go in the wind and rain.
Years are in vain!”
Jem's muscles trembled involuntarily, and the dart came out and deviated slightly from the bullseye. Eight rings! Jem wiped his forehead and sweated coldly. Although he was not satisfied with the results, he felt acceptable. Playing darts depends on the correct head.
The second is to rely on luck, but it is absolutely impossible to win the whole world by luck. He does not believe that the layman Chinese will surpass him.
"Jim three deer twenty-eight rings!" The boss who was also the referee announced loudly, and the audience's eyes were on Jiang Hailong.
Jiang Hailong pinched the dart with his three fingers on his chest, and did not squint one eye, but stared at the target disc with his eyes. His non-standard posture caused people to laugh. In fact, these people are rare and strange. Jiang Hailong used them when he received special training.
Sniper rifles require both eyes to be opened, and doctors who have been properly trained to see a microscope also open both eyes at the same time.
With a "snatch" sound, Jiang Hailong quickly threw out the dart, but unfortunately he was a little bit off, Jiuhuan.
Jem breathed a little relieved, thinking that you must hit the bullseye all the next two darts before you can beat yourself. If there is a slight deviation, your thick stack of US dollars will belong to me. I felt a little happy.
Jiang Hailong calmly threw out the second dart, and the dart shot the bull's eye in a straight line.
Exciting cheers and whistles sounded among the customers. Most of them hope that Jiang Hailong would win, so that someone would pay for today's consumption, except for customers who bet on Jem's win. Jem's forehead was sweating again and his face was turned out.
gray.
Jiang Hailong's third dart was aimed at for more than ten seconds, intentionally tortured Jem's nerves, and then raised the dart above his head and fired vigorously. Wang Dali and Wu Qiang discovered that he was using the action of throwing the flying knife. The dart lived up to its expectations and was neat and neat.
He plunged deep into the bull's eye, and his tail trembled for a while before he calmed down.
The boss announced loudly: "The Chinese have won the 29th Ring Road!"
"God, why did you happen to beat me!" Jem was in pain. He didn't know that Jiang Hailong was deliberately defeating him and made him regret it.
Applause burst out among the customers, followed by shouts: "Get another bottle of whiskey!" "Get a dozen beer!"...
Jem's face was ashes. Every time he screamed, his heart trembled with pain. He lost all his money today and still had a lot of debts. His former defeated American black sailor saw some clues and gloated at him:
"I can't tell that the Chinese are pretending to be a pig and eating tigers to play with you, which made me lose two hundred dollars to win by buying you. It's a big deal! But it's still lucky compared to you, haha."
Several companies were happy and some were sad. A few Chinese people who had bet on Jiang Hailong were smiling. Those who bought the Jem voice lamented and could only drink more free wine to reduce losses.
Wang Dali asked the boss for two paper bags, put Jiang Hailong's deposit and a lot of colorful banknotes he had won. He was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it. He passed by Jem and threw a sentence: "British man, dare to be in China."
The arrogant side of the territory, you can’t even wear underwear if you lose!”
Jem looked at him blankly with gray eyes, looking confused. Although he didn't understand what he meant in Chinese, he felt that it was definitely not a good thing. Liang Xiaodong smiled and translated it to him as a word: "blockhead"!" Jem lost
Money lost face again and wanted to hit the wall with shame and anger.