My Line Connect To The Demon World

Han Mosheng was stunned.    

Didn't Ye Fan hate him?    

Didn't Ye Fan want him to leave Jiang City and never appear again?    

In fact, he had overestimated himself.    

Ye Fan simply took him seriously. Whether or not he was in Jiang City wasn't important at all.    

Besides, our Lyi Xue's great treasure has said so.    

As long as he dared to do business in Jiang City, he would be able to get rid of every single one of them. What kind of trouble could he cause?    

He might as well ask for some money.    

Han Mosheng sneered.    

"Hehe, do you really lack money? Even a competition related to face has to involve money."    

Ye Fan said lightly, "No, I don't lack money, but no one would not like to have more money."    

"Also, this competition concerns your face, not mine. You think too much."    

"You..."    

"[Hmph, alright, then I'll satisfy you.] Say it, how much do you want to bet?"    

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth raised into a cunning smile.    

"As the dignified Young Master Han, he should at least be worth a hundred million."    

"Even if you bet too little, it doesn't suit your status. How about this? Two hundred million. Whoever loses will get two hundred million from the winner. What do you think?"    

"Two hundred million?"    

Han Mosheng was a little surprised.    

His family was rich, but it did not mean he was rich.    

200 million was an astronomical figure to him, he couldn't even afford it.    

Ye Fan continued, "Don't tell me Young Master Han doesn't even have 200 million? Then let's forget about this competition. It's meaningless."    

This kind of thing. These words, which were almost mocking him, instantly ignited the anger in his heart.    

"Let's bet then. Who's afraid of who?"    

Han Xi quickly whispered, "Mosheng, how do you have so much money?"    

"It's fine. I have a few hundred million yuan worth of assets in my family. I can still take out the gambling capital."    

"Are you crazy? That is the money for you to do business and open up the Jiang City market."    

"You misappropriated it without permission. If you lose, the family will punish you severely."    

"Don't worry about that. Besides, don't jinx me. I don't believe that my luck will be that bad. There is a fifty percent chance that no one will have the upper hand. "    

"Ai, but Ye Fan is confident. I advise you to stop gambling."    

"No, I have to bet."    

Han Mosheng insisted. He took out a bank card from his wallet and slammed it on the table.    

"Come on, let me see your capital."    

Ye Fan smiled. "What's the use of a card? How about this, we transfer the money to Elder Huang and let him be a notary. When the time comes, we will transfer the money to the winner. How about it?"    

"This..."    

Han Mosheng was still a little hesitant.    

In fact, he did not want to use the money. He even wanted to go back on his word if he lost.    

However, if he transferred the money, it would cut off all chances of success.    

"How do I transfer it? The WeChat limit and Zhi Fubao can't transfer such a large amount. "    

Hee Lo laughed and said, "Can you find a more shoddy reason?"    

"Young master of the Han family, aren't you a VIP user of the bank? Transferring 200 million is just a matter of a phone call."    

"Alright then, let's transfer it together."    

Two hundred million yuan per person, transfer complete.    

Huang Cang laughed loudly and said, "It's good to be young. You can bet a hundred million at any time."    

"This is the first time I have seen such a big bet."    

"You guys can start. When the time comes, I will naturally transfer the money to you guys without any difference."    

...    

"Alright, Ye Fan, let's choose the lottery ticket."    

Han Mosheng took a deep breath, his hands couldn't help but tremble.    

This was a gamble that concerned his future.    

If he won, the villa would depend on the sea, and from now on, it would soar.    

If he lost, he would face endless punishments, and he would even be forced to withdraw from the fight for the position of the Han family's leader.    

"This bet is too easy for me."    

Ye Fan smiled and continued, "I will give you a benefit. Do you want it?"    

"What do you mean?"    

"I saw that you bought a lot of tickets. It is enough for everyone to get one ticket. "    

"This way, you can let everyone choose one, as long as there's a prize higher than mine, I'll lose 200 million to you"    

"Of course, if you choose to agree, you'll have to transfer another 100 million to Elder Huang" Ye Fan said confidently.    

"What?"    

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim.    

Wasn't this too arrogant?    

Something like a lottery ticket had no technical content at all.    

Ye Fan's luck had won against one person, but it was still manageable.    

However, the risk of winning so many people at the same time was a little too high.    

"Boss, you can't play like this!"    

Hee Lo smiled bitterly.    

"You probably don't know my nickname. I won a lot of money when I bought the lottery ticket."    

"Why don't you dig me out?"    

"No need, I can definitely beat you."    

"Brother Ye, he's a bit impulsive." Gao Jin couldn't help but dissuade him.    

"That's right. Third Brother, we just need to win 200 million. There's no need to increase the probability of losing by 100 million."    

...    

"Hahaha!"    

Han Mosheng laughed out loud.    

He knew that Ye Fan was crazy, but he didn't expect him to be this crazy.    

Besides the two of them, there were nine other people present. This meant that his chances of winning had increased by nine times.    

It was totally worth it to increase his winning rate by nine times with a hundred million.    

"Alright, I agree. You can't go back on your word."    

"Okay, I won't go back on my word. Make money."    

"But I only have one request. You must let me choose first." Ye Fan requested.    

"No problem."    

The second round of gambling transfer was completed.    

Han Mosheng's start-up funds were basically at the bottom.    

However, he had confidence in himself.    

Even Han Xi did not stop him.    

Because he felt that his own side would definitely win.    

"Choose."    

Ye Fan nodded and thought to himself, Fiery Golden Eyes, use your X-ray vision!    

"Swish!"    

In an instant, all the lead powder on the ribbon was seen through by Ye Fan as if it was nothing.    

This type of ticket used lead to print and could even block the X-ray.    

But it couldn't block Ye Fan's spell.    

Hmm...    

Five Yuan for this piece of paper, there was no meaning to it.    

The next one didn't win the prize.    

Another one won twenty yuan.    

...    

After careful selection.    

Ye Fan finally took the twenty dollar lottery ticket in his hand. Although it wasn't much, it was enough to secure his victory.    

"I've finished choosing."    

"Alright, then let's begin."    

Hee Lo stretched out his hand to grab the lottery ticket, but was immediately stopped by Han Mosheng.    

"What are you doing?"    

"Didn't everyone get a lottery ticket?"    

"Bullsh * t, I don't believe your dirty hands! This is my bet with Ye Fan. I have to get the prize myself."    

"So stingy! You think everyone wants it?!"    

Ye Fan smiled. "It doesn't matter. He will do the same thing as you guys. It won't affect the result."    

"Sigh. The main reason is that he doesn't know what's good for him. I don't want to give him any luck."    

Han Mosheng ignored them. He took out a bank card and started to swipe it.    

"Five Yuan Award."    

"Ten Yuan Award."    

" He didn't win the prize. "    

In the end, Han Mosheng's highest award was only ten Yuan.    

However, he didn't panic.    

After all, a lottery ticket was most likely a money-losing item. It was only normal for there to be no prizes.    

Perhaps Ye Fan hadn't even won a single cent of the lottery ticket.