Feilong naturally knew what Chen Fan meant and immediately responded: "As long as it is Mr. Chen's request, I will naturally agree."
The middle-aged man had obviously never met Chen Fan. He seemed a little surprised when he heard Fei Long's answer: "Haha, I didn't expect that Fei Long would listen to you. It seems that your identity is not simple."
Feilong said disdainfully: "What a piece of shit! There's so much nonsense, just tell me whether you dare to bet!"
The middle-aged man's face was gloomy: "Since you want to hand over the entire underground power in Kyoto, then I have no choice but to be disrespectful."
"Tell me what you want and I can contact our boss."
Everyone looked at Chen Fan, and they all wanted to know what bet Chen Fan wanted.
Chen Fan pointed at the middle-aged men in front of him: "I bet on you."
"Bet on us? Boy, what do you mean?" the middle-aged man asked with a slight frown.
"What do you think it would mean if I brought out the entire underground forces in Kyoto? If you lose, from now on, you will be a dog beside me, including your life, which is also mine." Chen Fan looked indifferent.
responded.
The middle-aged men looked startled. None of them expected that Chen Fan would want such a bet.
But then, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha! Boy, are you sure the bet is on just a few of us?"
Fei Long, who was standing next to Chen Fan, almost stumbled to the ground, and quickly persuaded: "Mr. Chen, what do you want these rough men for? It would be fine if these little girls were pretty, but they are all
They are a group of big men. Even if we take them, they will be of no use except eating and drinking from us."
Hearing Fei Long's words, Song Wenting glared at him.
Fei Long knew that he had just said the wrong thing, so he quickly shrank his head and stopped talking.
Chen Fan ignored Fei Long and nodded slightly: "Yes, what I want is you rough old men. What, do you dare to bet?"
The middle-aged man smiled: "Haha, why don't you dare."
In the eyes of the middle-aged men, they will never lose this bet. If they use their lives to help the Huangfu family gain the entire underground power in Kyoto, the Huangfu family will definitely reward them. For them, this is a sure thing.
Make a profit without losing money.
"Since you agree, let's write the document." Chen Fan ordered.
Feilong stepped forward and signed the agreement with the middle-aged men.
Seeing the signing of the agreement, the middle-aged man's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"Boy, the agreement has been signed, can we start now?" the middle-aged man looked at Chen Fan and asked.
"Since you want to lose so much, then I will help you." Chen Fan responded with a slight nod.
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged man couldn't help laughing again.
"Losing? Boy, you are too bragging, don't you look at who is next to me. This is Mr. Tian, the expert appraisal expert we invited. To win against him is simply a fantasy!"
Chen Fan glanced at Tian Chaoguang contemptuously: "Just him?"
Tian Chaoguang's face darkened. In so many years, Chen Fan was the first person to look down on him like this: "Boy, what's the point of arguing with words? I'll let you know right away what despair means."
Chen Fan sneered: "Okay, let's get started. I really don't know what the word despair means."
"Arrogant."
Tian Chaoguang also ignored Chen Fan.
At this time, Kang Jianlin stroked his beard and stood up: "Since both of you are ready, our bet will begin immediately. This first game will be a hundred steps to defeat the enemy."
Upon hearing this, the crowd of onlookers outside the door were all startled.
"A hundred steps can pierce a poplar? Isn't this used in archery competitions? How come antique appraisal is still a competition in archery?"
Some people who didn't understand the reason started talking among themselves.
After Kang Jianlin finished speaking, he saw someone carrying a table and placing it on the other side of the shop, while another person drew a line on the ground on the other side.
At this time, Kang Jianlin spoke again: "The so-called piercing the poplar with a hundred steps is not archery, but appraisal of two antiques on the table from a limited distance. Among the two antiques, one must be a fake. Select the
The counterfeiter will be deemed the winner."
When everyone outside the door heard this, they finally understood what it meant to pierce the Yang with a hundred steps.
"Mr. Kang, how many games are there in total?" someone asked at the scene.
"This game of beating the enemy with a hundred steps, winning three out of five games, is about people's reaction speed and identification ability."
"How many bets are there in total?"
"Two out of three games, so everyone will soon know who the winner of this bet is." Mr. Kang stroked his beard and explained again.
In order to make the competition fair and just, all the antiques produced by Baibu Chuanyang are personally selected by Kang Jianlin.
In front of the table, a red curtain blocks everyone's view, and the betting will begin soon.
Behind the curtain, a waiter placed the antiques on the table, then looked at Kang Jianlin and nodded.
Kang Jianlin understood, with a smile on his face, he looked at Chen Fan and Tian Chaoguang and asked, "Are you two ready? The betting will begin soon."
Seeing that Chen Fan and Tian Chaoguang didn't say anything else, Kang Jianlin waved his sleeves and shouted: "Start!"
Hearing the sound, the two waiters holding the curtain let go at the same time, and the two antiques placed on the table were immediately revealed in front of everyone.
"The right side is true, the left side is false." The moment the curtain was lifted, a voice suddenly sounded at the scene.
For a moment, the scene was completely silent, and all eyes were looking at Chen Fan behind the white line.
Because the sound just now was made by Chen Fan.
"So fast! Isn't he confused?"
"I didn't even see what those two antiques were before he answered. He was either confused or cheating."
Some people at the scene had already begun to question Chen Fan.
Tian Chaoguang, who was standing next to Chen Fan, looked at Chen Fan beside him with a strange expression, his eyes full of surprise.
Just now, just when he was about to give the answer, Chen Fan got in front of him, and the answer was exactly the same as his.
Kang Jianlin frowned slightly, with a little surprise in his eyes.
"Mr. Kang, is my answer correct?" Chen Fan asked when Kang Jianlin didn't speak.
"Exactly, correct." Kang Jianlin had no choice but to nod.
Hearing Kang Jianlin's answer, the middle-aged man who looked proud just now looked at Kang Jianlin in disbelief, as if he was questioning the other person.
Kang Jianlin shook his head slightly, and then said to the waiter: "Let's move on to the next game."
Soon, two more antiques were placed on the table.
"start!"
As Kang Jianlin's voice sounded, the curtain was lowered again.