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There is a ghost. Lan Li's instinct sounded the alarm, there must be ghosts in this game.
But he has no way to identify the tricks. First, time is limited, and second, the game is unfamiliar. The game of beer ping-pong is very popular among American college students, while there are other party games among British college students. What's more, Lan Li just met Valentino and didn't know the other party's routine.
However, a party is a party, and the routines that turn over and over are those. Even if it is scheming, it is nothing more than a trick.
"Jessica, can I invite you to be a referee? Stand on the other side of the table and testify for us." Lan Li raised his voice and said, since the opponent wants to do something, but he can't guess it for a while, it's so attractive Everyone’s attention, this is the easiest way. Lan Li spread his hands and looked around the scene, "I hope Jessica can become my goddess of victory, not Valentino's, otherwise, I will suffer today."
Lan Li knew exactly what the party needed, so he offered what-Goddess of Victory. "Ho Ho Ho Ho," everyone started yelling, "Jessica! Jessica! Jessica!"
Jessica obviously did not expect such treatment. She glared at Lan Li and seemed to say, "What the **** are you doing?" But on the surface, Jessica did not refuse, turning around in a circle, and the skirt bloomed. , Revealing the white and small ankles, the whistle became more and more noisy, Jessica did not immediately step forward, but turned to look at Valentino, "I don’t know if this gentleman minds? Maybe, I’ll just put Victory brought the glib guy behind him?"
"Jessica!" At the party, people liked such a bright, uncompromising and sparkling scene, and the cheers became more and more noisy.
Valentino had no choice but to pretend to be generous and laughed heartily, "Who knows? Maybe Miss Chastain will become my muse?"
With rude words, he just wanted to call "Miss Chastain" to show respect and nobility, but I don't know the lack of character, after all, it was just a pig's nose with green onions.
Jessica smiled brilliantly, "It's better to be respectful, then." Turning around, facing Lan Li, Jessica lipated, "Owes me once." This made Lan Li couldn't help but smile. .
Jessica stood on the other side of the ping-pong table, and the people holding the red paper cups really settled down. She also shouldered the responsibility of her "Victory Goddess" and said, "Then, the game will begin now. Now. Who will go first?" Jessica's eyes fell on Renly and Valentino one after another.
The conspiracy lost the opportunity, Valentino gritted his teeth, stretching his head is a knife, and shrinking his head is a knife. Just now, I lost my demeanor, and now I have to bring my momentum back again, "I'll be the first!" Valentino's height is even about two inches (five centimeters) taller than Lan Li, plus that. The strong big man, like a black tower, stepped forward, showing his neat white teeth, "You wouldn't mind it, would you?"
The contempt and provocation in the eyes were obviously disdainful, condescendingly expressing contempt, as if finally tore off the mask just now, no longer chasing Paul, but venting all the anger on Lan Li. . But the problem is that Lanly is not Paul.
Lan Li did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his right hand and politely made an inviting gesture. The graceful demeanor showed the host's tolerance and courtesy, and the elegant and calm smile calmed all Valentino's aggressive emotions. All resolve to the invisible.
Valentino got stuck in his chest in one breath, and neither spit it out nor swallowed it. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he said viciously, "Get ready to drown in the whiskey!" Those copper bell-like eyes He stared fiercely, like a heavy fist, slammed into Lan Li unreasonably, and walked to Lan Li in a big stride, bowed his head, and said in a low voice, "Dog/mother/raised bastard/goodie!"
This vulgar word was not high, and he did not look at Lan Li.
Then, without waiting for Lan Li’s response, she turned around and faced the ping-pong table as if she had stepped onto a boxing ring. He raised his hands high and continued to stir up the atmosphere of the people around him. The match had not started yet, as if he had already won. Return.
Renly was not surprised by Valentino's foul language, but he was surprised by Valentino's impulse. He hadn't even put in any effort before the other party had sprang up.
Lan Li seriously pondered the possibility: Van and Valentino could become good friends—and they are still daring friends. Is it because Valentino is stupid enough? Carefully searched the memories in my mind, trying to recall Fan's "friends" in Hollywood, but Lan Li failed.
In memory, it seems that Fan doesn’t have any friends in the circle except for the friends of the "Speed and Excitement/Love" crew; but now in it, Lan Li understands that Fan also has no friends in the crew. . They are just "propaganda-only" friends in Fan's mouth.
Collecting his thoughts, Lan Li focused on Valentino, trying to find out the tricks and win, Valentino's three pitches were his best chance.
Don’t look at Valentino’s ranting just now, it seems like a rough nerve; but standing in front of the ping-pong table, he calmed down, his posture and imposing manner, as if this is not a party game, but the seventh in the NBA Finals. Free throws at the end of the field. He picked up the first ball, threw it in, and popped it again.
The whole scene was caught in the howls of ghosts and wolves, but Valentino turned a deaf ear, his muscles tightened, and his serious expression revealed his inner anxiety.
Paul's teasing voice heard in his ears, "It seems that we are not lucky enough today. After the investment, they all popped up."
There was a flash of light in Lan Li's mind. Beer ping-pong is not a shooting game. In addition to precision, strength is extremely important. Because the disposable cup is not deep in the first place, it is easy to jump out after swiping the pot, or after it bounces in, it flies straight up and down, not too light or too heavy. But Paul and Valentino’s ping-pong **** popped up. Is it too tight to make the hands tight?
"Paul, how many did you make in three rounds?" In order to confirm his guess, Lanly shouted into Paul's ear.
"Five." Paul chuckled. There were thirty in three rounds. "Today's accuracy is not good, and the hand feels bad. The performance is terrible."
As he spoke, there was a roar of applause and whistles. It seemed that Valentino successfully scored the second goal; however, Valentino didn't have any pauses or hesitations, taking advantage of his good hands. He picked up the third ball and threw it straight out. All eyes were on the table tennis ball making a beautiful arc and falling into the red paper cup accurately, but before the cheers could be heard, the table tennis ball played again. When I got up, he flew out to the side with a "suck", and rolled into the swimming pool.
Disappointment voices one after another. What they see is the excitement, not the victory or defeat, and naturally hope that the more intense the better. It's a pity that Valentino seemed to be too impatient. He didn't adjust his breathing and strength. As a result, there was a chicken flying egg. It's a good thing to work hard and take advantage of the victory, but sometimes it is easy to be bad because of being too impulsive.
Valentino looked like an impulsive temper. He grabbed his head in annoyance, grabbed his hair stubbornly, and exhausted all his strength to express his regret; however, because of the hairspray and styling, the hairstyle was like a piece of iron, without the slightest influence, even if it was Not a single strand of hair. Normally, this is a good thing, but at this time, it is a bit funny.
Inexplicably, Lan Li thought of Astro Boy.
"Len Li, are you confident?" Paul patted Lan Li's shoulder with a smile, "It's okay, if you lose, I'll help you drink half of it."
Lan Li shook his head helplessly, "You'd better stand up first, don't just overturn into the swimming pool before the game is over." Then, Lan Li didn't say anything more, and walked to the table tennis table——
Valentino had returned to normal at this time. He stepped aside, but he was not frustrated at all. He raised his chin provocatively, and looked at Lan Li with his nostrils, as if he had a chance to win. Thinking about it carefully, Paul scored only five in thirty, that is to say, an average of six in one, but now, Lan Li only has three chances, the odds are really slim, which also means that Valentino won more than half of the face.
The odds of three ~www.novelhall.com~ are indeed too small, and the possibility of a comeback is too slim. This is Lan Li's proposal. In Valentino's view, Lan Li dug a hole for himself, and now everyone will witness Lan Li jump down by himself.
Lan Li had no bottom in his heart, but he didn't panic on his face. He glanced at Valentino calmly. The kind of pride that came from his bones did not require any clown-like arrogance, but he easily stepped Valentino into the dust. "It seems that I am in a bad situation. But isn't the beauty of the sports game here? The outcome will never be known until the last second. How about, if I double the bet again at this time, this is Isn't it more interesting?"
madman.
This was Valentino's first thought. The polite Lan Li looked like a madman, like a giant beast. The tall shadow swallowed him, and he couldn't help feeling his own insignificance. This feeling is really bad.
Cheers, crazy cheers, everyone's enthusiasm was ignited by Lan Li. Jessica looked at Renly in disbelief, ridiculous and funny, worried and excited.
"Forget it." Inexplicably, Valentino flinched. He wanted to scratch his neck, gritted his teeth and agreed, like a gambler. Anyway, the chances of victory and defeat are 50%, but looking at Lan Lan Li, but he shuddered, and the hairs on his entire back stood up. Even though he knew he would be booed, his mouth softened, "Paul has already drunk too much, and if the bet is doubled, somebody might have to take an ambulance today. left."
"Yeah", booed everywhere, everyone despised Valentino's timidity, and even his companions cast unbelievable sights.
But only Valentino knows how much pressure he has endured under Lan Li's eyes, "It would be fine if Fan was here." This is the only thought in Valentino's mind now.
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There is a ghost. Lan Li's instinct sounded the alarm, there must be ghosts in this game.
But he has no way to identify the tricks. First, time is limited, and second, the game is unfamiliar. The game of beer ping-pong is very popular among American college students, while there are other party games among British college students. What's more, Lan Li just met Valentino and didn't know the other party's routine.
However, a party is a party, and the routines that turn over and over are those. Even if it is scheming, it is nothing more than a trick.
"Jessica, can I invite you to be a referee? Stand on the other side of the table and testify for us." Lan Li raised his voice and said, since the opponent wants to do something, but he can't guess it for a while, it's so attractive Everyone’s attention, this is the easiest way. Lan Li spread his hands and looked around the scene, "I hope Jessica can become my goddess of victory, not Valentino's, otherwise, I will suffer today."
Lan Li knew exactly what the party needed, so he offered what-Goddess of Victory. "Ho Ho Ho Ho," everyone started yelling, "Jessica! Jessica! Jessica!"
Jessica obviously did not expect such treatment. She glared at Lan Li and seemed to say, "What the **** are you doing?" But on the surface, Jessica did not refuse, turning around in a circle, and the skirt bloomed. , Revealing the white and small ankles, the whistle became more and more noisy, Jessica did not immediately step forward, but turned to look at Valentino, "I don’t know if this gentleman minds? Maybe, I’ll just put Victory brought the glib guy behind him?"
"Jessica!" At the party, people liked such a bright, uncompromising and sparkling scene, and the cheers became more and more noisy.
Valentino had no choice but to pretend to be generous and laughed heartily, "Who knows? Maybe Miss Chastain will become my muse?"
With rude words, he just wanted to call "Miss Chastain" to show respect and nobility, but I don't know the lack of character, after all, it was just a pig's nose with green onions.
Jessica smiled brilliantly, "It's better to be respectful, then." Turning around, facing Lan Li, Jessica lipated, "Owes me once." This made Lan Li couldn't help but smile. .
Jessica stood on the other side of the ping-pong table, and the people holding the red paper cups really settled down. She also shouldered the responsibility of her "Victory Goddess" and said, "Then, the game will begin now. Now. Who will go first?" Jessica's eyes fell on Renly and Valentino one after another.
The conspiracy lost the opportunity, Valentino gritted his teeth, stretching his head is a knife, and shrinking his head is a knife. Just now, I lost my demeanor, and now I have to bring my momentum back again, "I'll be the first!" Valentino's height is even about two inches (five centimeters) taller than Lan Li, plus that. The strong big man, like a black tower, stepped forward, showing his neat white teeth, "You wouldn't mind it, would you?"
The contempt and provocation in the eyes were obviously disdainful, condescendingly expressing contempt, as if finally tore off the mask just now, no longer chasing Paul, but venting all the anger on Lan Li. . But the problem is that Lanly is not Paul.
Lan Li did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his right hand and politely made an inviting gesture. The graceful demeanor showed the host's tolerance and courtesy, and the elegant and calm smile calmed all Valentino's aggressive emotions. All resolve to the invisible.
Valentino got stuck in his chest in one breath, and neither spit it out nor swallowed it. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he said viciously, "Get ready to drown in the whiskey!" Those copper bell-like eyes He stared fiercely, like a heavy fist, slammed into Lan Li unreasonably, and walked to Lan Li in a big stride, bowed his head, and said in a low voice, "Dog/mother/raised bastard/goodie!"
This vulgar word was not high, and he did not look at Lan Li.
Then, without waiting for Lan Li’s response, she turned around and faced the ping-pong table as if she had stepped onto a boxing ring. He raised his hands high and continued to stir up the atmosphere of the people around him. The match had not started yet, as if he had already won. Return.
Renly was not surprised by Valentino's foul language, but he was surprised by Valentino's impulse. He hadn't even put in any effort before the other party had sprang up.
Lan Li seriously pondered the possibility: Van and Valentino could become good friends—and they are still daring friends. Is it because Valentino is stupid enough? Carefully searched the memories in my mind, trying to recall Fan's "friends" in Hollywood, but Lan Li failed.
In memory, it seems that Fan doesn’t have any friends in the circle except for the friends of the "Speed and Excitement/Love" crew; but now in it, Lan Li understands that Fan also has no friends in the crew. . They are just "propaganda-only" friends in Fan's mouth.
Collecting his thoughts, Lan Li focused on Valentino, trying to find out the tricks and win, Valentino's three pitches were his best chance.
Don’t look at Valentino’s ranting just now, it seems like a rough nerve; but standing in front of the ping-pong table, he calmed down, his posture and imposing manner, as if this is not a party game, but the seventh in the NBA Finals. Free throws at the end of the field. He picked up the first ball, threw it in, and popped it again.
The whole scene was caught in the howls of ghosts and wolves, but Valentino turned a deaf ear, his muscles tightened, and his serious expression revealed his inner anxiety.
Paul's teasing voice heard in his ears, "It seems that we are not lucky enough today. After the investment, they all popped up."
There was a flash of light in Lan Li's mind. Beer ping-pong is not a shooting game. In addition to precision, strength is extremely important. Because the disposable cup is not deep in the first place, it is easy to jump out after swiping the pot, or after it bounces in, it flies straight up and down, not too light or too heavy. But Paul and Valentino’s ping-pong **** popped up. Is it too tight to make the hands tight?
"Paul, how many did you make in three rounds?" In order to confirm his guess, Lanly shouted into Paul's ear.
"Five." Paul chuckled. There were thirty in three rounds. "Today's accuracy is not good, and the hand feels bad. The performance is terrible."
As he spoke, there was a roar of applause and whistles. It seemed that Valentino successfully scored the second goal; however, Valentino didn't have any pauses or hesitations, taking advantage of his good hands. He picked up the third ball and threw it straight out. All eyes were on the table tennis ball making a beautiful arc and falling into the red paper cup accurately, but before the cheers could be heard, the table tennis ball played again. When I got up, he flew out to the side with a "suck", and rolled into the swimming pool.
Disappointment voices one after another. What they see is the excitement, not the victory or defeat, and naturally hope that the more intense the better. It's a pity that Valentino seemed to be too impatient. He didn't adjust his breathing and strength. As a result, there was a chicken flying egg. It's a good thing to work hard and take advantage of the victory, but sometimes it is easy to be bad because of being too impulsive.
Valentino looked like an impulsive temper. He grabbed his head in annoyance, grabbed his hair stubbornly, and exhausted all his strength to express his regret; however, because of the hairspray and styling, the hairstyle was like a piece of iron, without the slightest influence, even if it was Not a single strand of hair. Normally, this is a good thing, but at this time, it is a bit funny.
Inexplicably, Lan Li thought of Astro Boy.
"Len Li, are you confident?" Paul patted Lan Li's shoulder with a smile, "It's okay, if you lose, I'll help you drink half of it."
Lan Li shook his head helplessly, "You'd better stand up first, don't just overturn into the swimming pool before the game is over." Then, Lan Li didn't say anything more, and walked to the table tennis table——
Valentino had returned to normal at this time. He stepped aside, but he was not frustrated at all. He raised his chin provocatively, and looked at Lan Li with his nostrils, as if he had a chance to win. Thinking about it carefully, Paul scored only five in thirty, that is to say, an average of six in one, but now, Lan Li only has three chances, the odds are really slim, which also means that Valentino won more than half of the face.
The odds of three ~www.novelhall.com~ are indeed too small, and the possibility of a comeback is too slim. This is Lan Li's proposal. In Valentino's view, Lan Li dug a hole for himself, and now everyone will witness Lan Li jump down by himself.
Lan Li had no bottom in his heart, but he didn't panic on his face. He glanced at Valentino calmly. The kind of pride that came from his bones did not require any clown-like arrogance, but he easily stepped Valentino into the dust. "It seems that I am in a bad situation. But isn't the beauty of the sports game here? The outcome will never be known until the last second. How about, if I double the bet again at this time, this is Isn't it more interesting?"
madman.
This was Valentino's first thought. The polite Lan Li looked like a madman, like a giant beast. The tall shadow swallowed him, and he couldn't help feeling his own insignificance. This feeling is really bad.
Cheers, crazy cheers, everyone's enthusiasm was ignited by Lan Li. Jessica looked at Renly in disbelief, ridiculous and funny, worried and excited.
"Forget it." Inexplicably, Valentino flinched. He wanted to scratch his neck, gritted his teeth and agreed, like a gambler. Anyway, the chances of victory and defeat are 50%, but looking at Lan Lan Li, but he shuddered, and the hairs on his entire back stood up. Even though he knew he would be booed, his mouth softened, "Paul has already drunk too much, and if the bet is doubled, somebody might have to take an ambulance today. left."
"Yeah", booed everywhere, everyone despised Valentino's timidity, and even his companions cast unbelievable sights.
But only Valentino knows how much pressure he has endured under Lan Li's eyes, "It would be fine if Fan was here." This is the only thought in Valentino's mind now.
There is a ghost. Lan Li's instinct sounded the alarm, there must be ghosts in this game.But he has no way to identify the tricks. First, time is limited, and second, the game is unfamiliar. The game of beer ping-pong is very popular among American college students, while there are other party games among British college students. What's more, Lan Li just met Valentino and didn't know the other party's routine.However, a party is a party, and the routines that turn over and over are those. Even if it is scheming, it is nothing more than a trick."Jessica, can I invite you to be a referee? Stand on the other side of the table and testify for us." Lan Li raised his voice and said, since the opponent wants to do something, but he can't guess it for a while, it's so attractive Everyone's attention, this is the easiest way. Lan Li spread his hands and looked around the scene, "I hope Jessica can become my goddess of victory, not Valentino's, otherwise, I will suffer today."Lan Li knew exactly what the party needed, so he offered what-Goddess of Victory. "Ho Ho Ho Ho," everyone started yelling, "Jessica! Jessica! Jessica!"Jessica obviously did not expect such treatment. She glared at Lan Li and seemed to say, "What the **** are you doing?" But on the surface, Jessica did not refuse, turning around in a circle, and the skirt bloomed. , Revealing the white and small ankles, the whistle became more and more noisy, Jessica did not immediately step forward, but turned to look at Valentino, "I don't know if this gentleman minds? Maybe, I'll just put Victory brought the glib guy behind him?""Jessica!" At the party, people liked such a bright, uncompromising and sparkling scene, and the cheers became more and more noisy.Valentino had no choice but to pretend to be generous and laughed heartily, "Who knows? Maybe Miss Chastain will become my muse?"With rude words, he just wanted to call "Miss Chastain" to show respect and nobility, but I don't know the lack of character, after all, it was just a pig's nose with green onions.Jessica smiled brilliantly, "It's better to be respectful, then." Turning around, facing Lan Li, Jessica lipated, "Owes me once." This made Lan Li couldn't help but smile. .Jessica stood on the other side of the ping-pong table, and the people holding the red paper cups really settled down. She also shouldered the responsibility of her "Victory Goddess" and said, "Then, the game will begin now. Now. Who will go first?" Jessica's eyes fell on Renly and Valentino one after another.The conspiracy lost the opportunity, Valentino gritted his teeth, stretching his head is a knife, and shrinking his head is a knife. Just now, I lost my demeanor, and now I have to bring my momentum back again, "I'll be the first!" Valentino's height is even about two inches five centimeters taller than Lan Li, plus that. The strong big man, like a black tower, stepped forward, showing his neat white teeth, "You wouldn't mind it, would you?"The contempt and provocation in the eyes were obviously disdainful, condescendingly expressing contempt, as if finally tore off the mask just now, no longer chasing Paul, but venting all the anger on Lan Li. . But the problem is that Lanly is not Paul.Lan Li did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his right hand and politely made an inviting gesture. The graceful demeanor showed the host's tolerance and courtesy, and the elegant and calm smile calmed all Valentino's aggressive emotions. All resolve to the invisible.Valentino got stuck in his chest in one breath, and neither spit it out nor swallowed it. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he said viciously, "Get ready to drown in the whiskey!" Those copper bell-like eyes He stared fiercely, like a heavy fist, slammed into Lan Li unreasonably, and walked to Lan Li in a big stride, bowed his head, and said in a low voice, "Dog/mother/raised bastard/goodie!"This vulgar word was not high, and he did not look at Lan Li.Then, without waiting for Lan Li's response, she turned around and faced the ping-pong table as if she had stepped onto a boxing ring. He raised his hands high and continued to stir up the atmosphere of the people around him. The match had not started yet, as if he had already won. Return.Renly was not surprised by Valentino's foul language, but he was surprised by Valentino's impulse. He hadn't even put in any effort before the other party had sprang up.Lan Li seriously pondered the possibility: Van and Valentino could become good friendsand they are still daring friends. Is it because Valentino is stupid enough? Carefully searched the memories in my mind, trying to recall Fan's "friends" in Hollywood, but Lan Li failed.In memory, it seems that Fan doesn't have any friends in the circle except for the friends of the "Speed and Excitement/Love" crew; but now in it, Lan Li understands that Fan also has no friends in the crew. . They are just "propaganda-only" friends in Fan's mouth.Collecting his thoughts, Lan Li focused on Valentino, trying to find out the tricks and win, Valentino's three pitches were his best chance.Don't look at Valentino's ranting just now, it seems like a rough nerve; but standing in front of the ping-pong table, he calmed down, his posture and imposing manner, as if this is not a party game, but the seventh in the NBA Finals. Free throws at the end of the field. He picked up the first ball, threw it in, and popped it again.The whole scene was caught in the howls of ghosts and wolves, but Valentino turned a deaf ear, his muscles tightened, and his serious expression revealed his inner anxiety.Paul's teasing voice heard in his ears, "It seems that we are not lucky enough today. After the investment, they all popped up."There was a flash of light in Lan Li's mind. Beer ping-pong is not a shooting game. In addition to precision, strength is extremely important. Because the disposable cup is not deep in the first place, it is easy to jump out after swiping the pot, or after it bounces in, it flies straight up and down, not too light or too heavy. But Paul and Valentino's ping-pong **** popped up. Is it too tight to make the hands tight?"Paul, how many did you make in three rounds?" In order to confirm his guess, Lanly shouted into Paul's ear."Five." Paul chuckled. There were thirty in three rounds. "Today's accuracy is not good, and the hand feels bad. The performance is terrible."As he spoke, there was a roar of applause and whistles. It seemed that Valentino successfully scored the second goal; however, Valentino didn't have any pauses or hesitations, taking advantage of his good hands. He picked up the third ball and threw it straight out. All eyes were on the table tennis ball making a beautiful arc and falling into the red paper cup accurately, but before the cheers could be heard, the table tennis ball played again. When I got up, he flew out to the side with a "suck", and rolled into the swimming pool.Disappointment voices one after another. What they see is the excitement, not the victory or defeat, and naturally hope that the more intense the better. It's a pity that Valentino seemed to be too impatient. He didn't adjust his breathing and strength. As a result, there was a chicken flying egg. It's a good thing to work hard and take advantage of the victory, but sometimes it is easy to be bad because of being too impulsive.Valentino looked like an impulsive temper. He grabbed his head in annoyance, grabbed his hair stubbornly, and exhausted all his strength to express his regret; however, because of the hairspray and styling, the hairstyle was like a piece of iron, without the slightest influence, even if it was Not a single strand of hair. Normally, this is a good thing, but at this time, it is a bit funny.Inexplicably, Lan Li thought of Astro Boy."Len Li, are you confident?" Paul patted Lan Li's shoulder with a smile, "It's okay, if you lose, I'll help you drink half of it."Lan Li shook his head helplessly, "You'd better stand up first, don't just overturn into the swimming pool before the game is over." Then, Lan Li didn't say anything more, and walked to the table tennis tableValentino had returned to normal at this time. He stepped aside, but he was not frustrated at all. He raised his chin provocatively, and looked at Lan Li with his nostrils, as if he had a chance to win. Thinking about it carefully, Paul scored only five in thirty, that is to say, an average of six in one, but now, Lan Li only has three chances, the odds are really slim, which also means that Valentino won more than half of the face.The odds of three ~www.novelhall.com~ are indeed too small, and the possibility of a comeback is too slim. This is Lan Li's proposal. In Valentino's view, Lan Li dug a hole for himself, and now everyone will witness Lan Li jump down by himself.Lan Li had no bottom in his heart, but he didn't panic on his face. He glanced at Valentino calmly. The kind of pride that came from his bones did not require any clown-like arrogance, but he easily stepped Valentino into the dust. "It seems that I am in a bad situation. But isn't the beauty of the sports game here? The outcome will never be known until the last second. How about, if I double the bet again at this time, this is Isn't it more interesting?"madman.This was Valentino's first thought. The polite Lan Li looked like a madman, like a giant beast. The tall shadow swallowed him, and he couldn't help feeling his own insignificance. This feeling is really bad.Cheers, crazy cheers, everyone's enthusiasm was ignited by Lan Li. Jessica looked at Renly in disbelief, ridiculous and funny, worried and excited."Forget it." Inexplicably, Valentino flinched. He wanted to scratch his neck, gritted his teeth and agreed, like a gambler. Anyway, the chances of victory and defeat are 50%, but looking at Lan Lan Li, but he shuddered, and the hairs on his entire back stood up. Even though he knew he would be booed, his mouth softened, "Paul has already drunk too much, and if the bet is doubled, somebody might have to take an ambulance today. left.""Yeah", booed everywhere, everyone despised Valentino's timidity, and even his companions cast unbelievable sights.But only Valentino knows how much pressure he has endured under Lan Li's eyes, "It would be fine if Fan was here." This is the only thought in Valentino's mind now.
