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Chapter 82 What can I do, I'm desperate too

"Haha, Han Qingqing, Le Yuxin, what do you want to eat, let's choose..."

He Tianfeng smiled so much that he was so jealous, and he was so proud that he was dancing with eyebrows and looked like he was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

Sun Xiaodong smiled and said, "Let's go and have a look."

"Yeah, let's go!"

He Tianfeng and Sun Xiaodong ran to Zhang Kun and his group of people's picnic cloth, looked at the pile of braised dishes, squatted down, and looked like counting their own warehouse inventory: "Oh, it's quite rich, pig's trotters, pig's face, duck, fat intestines, duck necks, foie gras... Oh, foie gras is good, hey, how about we take foie gras?"

"good!"

"OK!"

Le Yuxin and others agreed with a smile, and were filled with joy.

He Tianfeng picked up the foie gras and matted it, and smiled and said, "It's not a lot, just take it together, no need to put it on the plate."

Zhang Kun and others looked a little ugly, but they couldn't make a fuss. There was no way. The bet was proposed by him. Now that he lost, can he still cheat and slap himself in the face?

He Tianfeng returned to his side with foie gras proudly, but did not rush to open the food. Instead, he said to Qin Yang with a smile: "We are also confident people now. Even if we lose, this foie gras can still block one round."

Qin Yang smiled: "It doesn't matter. If you open it and eat, we won't lose."

He Tianfeng's eyes lit up and he gave Qin Yang a thumbs up: "Boss is so awesome, but make sure that if you win another game, we will start eating!"

"Come on Qin Yang!"

"Next time we'll have a duck with braised!"

Le Yuxin, Zhao Rui and other girls also shouted excitedly, looking very excited.

Although they had some concerns about Zhang Kun, Qin Yang stood in front, and his calm and confident smile made them feel very safe, as if even if the sky fell and Qin Yang was standing in front, there would be no problem.

At this moment, the monkey had already finished all three beer cans in one breath, and angrily pinched the last can and threw it beside him, staring at Qin Yang with a slightly red eyes: "Come on, I will fight with you one-on-one, win two games in three games, and the bet is still a plate of barbecue plus three cans. Do you dare?"

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows: "This means you represent all of you. Zhang Kun, do you have any objections?"

Zhang Kun naturally believed in monkey boxing skills and nodded without hesitation: "Yes, he will fight on behalf of us, and the bets will remain the same!"

Qin Yang returned to the monkey and smiled and said, "Then come on, but, can you finish drinking fifteen cans in one breath?"

The monkey was slightly stunned and then came to his senses, because Zhang Kun and Qin Yang had said that they had drawn five games first. If there were three cans in each game and all five games were lost, they would be fifteen cans. Qin Yang's words obviously mean that the monkey and he would not be able to win in one game.

The monkey had a little more anger in his eyes, but he still suppressed his emotions and said in a deep voice: "If you are awesome, don't brag anymore. Everyone sees the truth, come on!"

Qin Yang smiled slightly, stretched out his hands, and said with a smile: "Come on!"

Qin Yang wins!

Kill in one punch!

Qin Yang wins again!

Continue to kill in one punch!

Qin Yang smiled and looked at the monkey with a red face in front of him, with an incredible expression, and smiled and said, "You lose, drink!"

He Tianfeng and others watching the battle and cheering behind Qin Yang, their eyes widened. I'll go, do you want to be so timid?

It’s fine if you can fight and play the piano, but you can even beat the fist so hard?

"Boss is awesome!"

"Start it instantly, hahaha!"

"Le Yuxin, you just said you want braised duck, right? OK, I'll take braised duck this time. Everyone will think about what to get next time. Haha, this is the free braised pork delivered to your door, it's great!"

He Tianfeng continued to run to Zhang Kun and others with a picnic cloth with a smug look, and brought back a plate of braised ducks. Before leaving, he said with a smile: "Thank you, rich man!"

Monkey is a famous King of Fighters among Zhang Kun and his group of people. He is very powerful in punching, but Qin Yang's hands are killed instantly. Monkey himself is a little confused, and Zhang Kun and others next to him are also a little unhurried.

"Monkey, are you okay? You are not online today."

"I'll go, monkey, what are you doing? I'm killed in a row?"

Zhang Kun frowned and asked, "Monkey, what's going on?"

What's going on?

The monkey was also confused. He lost the game. As for how he lost, don’t everyone watch it?

What can I do? I am also desperate.

The monkey was also very unwilling to admit defeat: "I haven't entered the state, I'm still having a little bit of life when I meet for the first time, so I'll try again."

Zhang Kun said no: "If you don't feel the touch, try to change someone."

"good!"

Monkey himself is a master of boxing, so he naturally knows what the winning or losing of boxing is. While drinking three cans of bets and losing, he thought about the way Qin Yang had just made the boxing, and then felt that he had some clue in his heart.

"Come again!"

Qin Yang nodded, stretched out his hands casually, and the two of them started to punch again.

Compared to the last time, the monkey performed a little better, because he was not killed in one punch, because everyone guessed the previous two punches correctly. However, when the monkey guessed wrongly, Qin Yang did not guess wrongly.

Qin Yang wins!

The monkey was not convinced and continued. After one punch, the monkey won!

The monkey's eyes lit up, and his confidence immediately responded to some, and he continued to take action, but the result was still cruel.

Qin Yang wins!

In two wins in three games, the Monkey lost the third round again.

He Tianfeng rushed over without hesitation and brought a plate of braised pig trotters over with a swagger.

Zhang Kun frowned, MD, Isn't it too embarrassing to lose three rounds in a row?

"Drink!"

"Three cans, come on, it's amazing, buddy, nine in one breath, it's amazing!"

He Tianfeng, Sun Xiaodong and others were gloating and fanning the flames, and they were still afraid that the world would not be in chaos.

The monkey's face turned flushed, gritted his teeth, opened the can, and continued to pour it down. There was no way, he could pretend to be too hard, and he had to finish it even when he was kneeling.

However, when the monkey had just finished drinking the eighth can, he could no longer bear it. He was drinking on an empty stomach and his stomach contracted violently. Then the beer he was pouring down suddenly spurted out, spraying on the grass next to him like a fountain.

Qin Yang looked at the scene calmly, his eyes retracted from the monkey, and his eyes fell on Zhang Kun: "There are two more rounds left, can you still play?"

Zhang Kun looked at the monkey who had vomited, and his face looked ugly. The monkey was already the most powerful person among them, but now he was so embarrassed by Qin Yang that he vomited directly.

Zhang Kun also understands that losing one time is accidental, but three times in a row means that there must be a certain factor. Even if you continue to draw, there will be only a dead end and there will be no luck.

Zhang Kun gritted his teeth and said nothing. He turned his head and fell on a tough young man next to him.

The young man understood it and smashed the can in his hand heavily on the ground, stood up, looking angry: "Damn it, it's just too much to deceive others. Don't play such a childish game as boxing. It's a man, so he just took his hands. I heard that you are very good at fighting, and have the courage to practice it?"
Chapter completed!
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