Xie Tian looked at the aggressive Richard, shook his head with a wry smile, looked at his watch, and said, "I can only squeeze out half an hour to prepare one of your P-40s for me. Let's wait until it's done."
Hearing Xie Tian accept the challenge, the Flying Tigers screamed, and the ground crew quickly ran to the two preparation aircraft to replace the simulated bombs. Although they did not understand why Xie Tian gave up the Zero, which had better air combat performance, they did as they were told. .
Holyfield even brought an empty wooden box over and started betting: "Place your bets. Richard's odds are 1:1, and Commander-in-Chief Xie's odds are 1:5. Those who want to get rich." Hurry."
Xie Tian patted Holyfield with a black line: "Old Huo, aren't you afraid that you will have to sell your underwear to compensate?"
Damn it, Richard's odds are one to one, and my odds are actually one to five. How damn do you look down on me?
Holyfield smiled and said to Xie Tian: “Mr. A Zero fighter, quack, quack, quack…”
"I'll go." Xie Tian put his arms around Holyfield's shoulders with a black thread: "Old Huo, can I buy Richard a million dollars to win?"
Holyfield's face suddenly darkened: "Mr. Xie, we don't do this to deceive people."
Xie Tian laughed and took out a big coin from his pocket and threw it to Holyfield: "I'll make the bet. You can bet on who wins. Just remember to buy me a drink."
Two P-40s slid onto the runway one after the other and accelerated into the air. The people at the airport with their necks raised to watch the battle originally thought they would witness a wonderful air battle, but they did not expect that the P-40 driven by Xie Tian However, Konghou flew straight towards Wulong Mountain.
Richard, who was following behind, didn't expect Xie Tian to leave the airspace near the airport. He followed Xie Tian for a while in confusion, and then suddenly figured it out, and a smile appeared on his lips.
The high-ranking Commander-in-Chief Xie was worried about being embarrassed in front of everyone, so he deliberately went to a remote place to 'discuss' with me.
Richard thought so, and so did almost everyone at the airport.
The Flying Tigers members all booed and surrounded Holyfield to place bets. Tiedan was so angry that his nostrils were filled with smoke. He angrily pushed away the two Flying Tigers players who were blocking him and strode to Holyfield. In front of Holyfield's wooden box, he reached out from his pocket and took out a large handful of cash, slapped it on the wooden box and glared at Holyfield, saying: "Bet on my godfather to win, pay five to one, right? I'll pay you to death."
As he spoke, Tiedan took off the gold watch from his wrist and patted it on the wooden box: "This is a gold Rolex watch. I'll give you a hundred oceans."
As he spoke, Tiedan kept taking out bits and pieces with his hands: "The pure gold necklace, I specially asked someone to make it. The net weight is seven taels (old 16 taels). I'll give you a cheaper price of 130 yuan." Dayang, the diamond ring hanging on it has been appraised by someone, it is worth 150 yuan, and the jade ring was given to me for 200 yuan, but he did not sell it."
As he spoke, Tiedan put his feet on the wooden box, rolled up his trouser legs and took off one pair of leggings from his left and right ankles. He threw them on the wooden box with a bang and said with his eyes wide open: "These two leggings are sewn inside. Twenty-four 3-tael factory bars, that’s all I have on my body now, do you dare to take it?”
The members of the Flying Tigers were all dumbfounded. Who would have thought that this little kid could take out so many valuable things from his body? This little kid is basically a walking bank.
With a clunking sound, Holyfield swallowed hard, his eyes glaringly staring at the pile of things Tie Dan threw on the wooden box, and he didn't know how many pieces were broken by his back molars.
If he accepts it, if he loses, he won't be able to afford the compensation even if he sells his heart, liver, and lungs.
If he doesn't accept it, it's not a matter of admitting it. If he wins the bet, he can immediately run back to his hometown and buy a manor. Who the hell is still working here?
One of the Flying Tigers couldn't help shouting: "If he doesn't pick up, I will."
Holyfield stood up with a roar, stared at his eyes and shouted: "I took the answer."
Tiedan glared at Holyfield and asked, "What will you do to compensate me if you lose?"
Holyfield grinned in pain, reached out and took out the Browning from his holster and patted it in front of Tiedan: "I lost, my life is yours, you can do with it how you want."
Tiedan picked up Holyfield's Browning and looked at it, threw it back on the wooden box, looked at Holyfield and said with a smile: "Lao Huo, I just realized that your life is so valuable. I'm sorry. It’s more than enough to buy a hundred lives if I pile up things. If I only buy your life, wouldn’t I be at a huge loss? Don’t you think so?”
Holyfield and the Flying Tigers all know that Tiedan is telling the truth. In this era, human life is the least valuable.
Tiedan stepped on the wooden box with one foot, pointed at the Flying Tigers in front of him one by one, and said as if he was very arrogant and in need of a beating: "You alone can't take the bet from me, each of you counts. Anyone who is willing to gamble with me will count. If you win, take these things and divide them as you like. If you lose, I won’t take your life, but from today on, you all have to listen. As for me, you have to do whatever I ask you to do. So, are you willing to take this gamble with me? If you are willing to gamble, stand here. If you are not willing to gamble, you can do whatever you want."
Following Tiedan's finger, the twenty-six Flying Tigers on the scene all stood in the direction of Tiedan's finger.
The Flying Tigers' flying group in the 10th Theater Command is equipped with nine P-40 fighter jets, nine pilots, 18 flight assistants and ground staff. Except for the group leader Richard who has already flown into the sky, the rest are all here. .
Who the hell wouldn't want to gamble on this? If they win and get rich, even if this pile of money is shared equally by everyone, it will be enough for them to become rich people when they return to the United States. Even if they play music every night, it will be enough for them to squander for several years.
If we lose, we just listen to this kid. What’s the big deal? A kid can order us to do unimaginable things.
Seeing that all the Flying Tigers had bet with him, Tiedan snapped his fingers proudly: "Okay, let's just wait. One of you can help me bring a chair over. I have to sit down and wait."
Brush, the chair Holyfield was sitting on just now has reached under Tie Dan’s buttocks. Holyfield pressed Tie Dan on the chair with a fawning look, and lifted his foot that was on the wooden box with both hands to help Tie Dan. He set up Erlang's legs, ran up behind Tiedan, rubbed his shoulders, and asked fawningly: "Master, would you like another cup of coffee?"
Sansheng, Guo Qiang, and the group of PLA pilots, B-17 bomber crews, and ground crews stared dumbfoundedly at the large group of Flying Tigers waiting on Tiedan, and their heads were buzzing.
Sure enough, money can make the devil do what he wants. As long as you have money, the foreign devil will still do what you want.
By the way, where did this kid Tiedan get so much money? ? ?
