"Duets were popular in the West before. As long as both sides agreed to the duel, others could not stop them. However, that was something that happened a long time ago, and I rarely heard of it now." The boy next to the Asian girl said, and he also frowned slightly, obviously very dissatisfied with the white man.

"Boy, I'll fight you." Pei Ye said and stood up. Xiaoling on the side had already become his translator.

Xiaoling hurriedly translated Pei Ye's words to the white man. She looked at Pei Ye's eyes with little stars. This is a man, so men. Although Mr. Su is much stronger than Pei Ye, whether it is making money or fighting, and his power is very terrifying, Mr. Su is more like a god. He is too far away from Xiaoling, so Xiaoling dares not have any ideas at all.

However, Pei Ye is a man he can see every day. Although he is not as handsome as the male actor who shoots videos, this is the man. Pei Ye has stood up to protect everyone more than once, and Xiaoling remembers it in her heart. At this time, Pei Ye stood up again, Xiaoling's eyes were full of admiration.

"You are not qualified to fight me. He is your head, right? I want to fight him, it's not your business." The white man said disdainfully, but he thought in his heart that you must be this boy's bodyguard. If I want me to fight you, you think I'm stupid. It's obviously this thin boy who is better to deal with. He thought proudly.

Xiaoling translated these words to Pei Ye, and Pei Ye pointed at the boy and sneered.

"This kid is fighting with Boss Su, haha, it's really a traitor." Pei Ye didn't care if he was rejected. He originally thought that beating such a person was to kill a chicken with shells. Unexpectedly, this kid was so ignorant that no one could save you.

Xiaoling also laughed aside. No one in Dream Film and Television now knows Mr. Su’s combat power. Her strength can no longer be used to describe Mr. Su, but she can only describe him as not a human being.

"Boy, do you dare to duel with me? Just stand up if you are a man." The white man felt even more proud when he saw Pei Ye sitting down. Losing money made him angry enough. He wanted to beat this Chinese boy up well. He was very confident when looking at the other party's figure. After all, he had a stronger advantage in fighting in foreign battles.

Su Weifeng smiled and shook his head. He expressed regret for the idiot, but since he took the initiative to ask for a beating, it would be unsatisfactory if he was not satisfied with him.

Su Weifeng stood up slowly and looked at the white man like an idiot.

When they saw Su Weifeng standing up, there was applause around them. In the eyes of these tourists, there was no suspense in the win or loss of this duel, but this Chinese boy dared to face the challenge, so he had the courage to be a man, and he was still honored even if he lost.

"Azhouxi, Huaiting!" The depressed girl said loudly. Although she thought she was bullying, Su Weifeng had the courage to stand up. She still admired her very much and cheered for Su Weifeng loudly.

Lin Xuanxuan and the girls all laughed, and Sun Yumeng even covered her mouth and her eyes narrowed into a slit.

Su Weifeng's head was full of black lines, and he also knew the Asian girl's language. Although he was cheering, the person who called him was an uncle. This made Su Weifeng depressed. Is he that old?

Seeing Su Weifeng's face turned black, Su Weifeng's female employees also laughed. Mr. Su's expressions have not changed since the beginning, and he is so calm. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by a little Asian girl.

"Due to me? No problem, but you have to bet, otherwise what is the point of winning or losing?" Su Weifeng said with a smile at the white man.

"Betting? OK, anyway, you will lose, what bet do you think you are going to give me?" the white man said disdainfully.

"Then let's gamble less, 10 million US dollars, how about it?" Su Weifeng said casually.

Su Weifeng's words made the white man gasp. Ten million US dollars? He doesn't have that much money, and even if he has it, he won't bet. Does this kid have any support? How dare he bet so big with him? The white man thought to himself and suddenly became uneasy.

If he really bets for 10 million US dollars, he can't afford to lose. What should he do? He became a little nervous and dared not agree for a moment.

"This little brother is really gambled, he only needs 10 million. Who is he? He can't be the heir to a big force, right?" the Asian little girl said with wide eyes.

"Did Yoona fall in love with this boy? She just called Uncle, and now she will become a little brother." The boy next to the Asian little girl said with a smile.

"Brother, what did you say? How could I fall in love with him? I just said casually..." the little Asian girl said hurriedly.

"Then why are you doing so nervous? I said it casually, hahaha." The Asian boy said.

While the brother and sister were fighting, other tourists were also talking about it. After all, this bet was sky-high. This kind of bet costing tens of millions of dollars on a small island was something that had never happened. Moreover, the betting project was still duel. Of course, people all know that this duel is everyone, and it is impossible to really kill people.

Sun Yumeng's cute big eyes had turned into a crescent moon, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but touch her. Brother Su was cheating again. She knew so much. Every time she encountered this, it was when Brother Su made a lot of money, and this white boy was going to be fooled.

Liu Qing and Liu Jia didn't know Su Weifeng's methods, but they firmly believed that Brother Su would definitely not lose.

"Husband, he must be bluffing. He knows he can't beat you and wants to scare us." said the Asian girl who was with the white man.

The white man was also suspicious. He also had this kind of speculation. This kid must have been afraid of embarrassing people and plucked up his courage to stand up. Now he wanted to use this sky-high bet to scare himself and let him give up, so that he could not have a duel. He must have thought so.

Moreover, I have participated in fighting training. Even if this kid really knows so much skill, I will definitely be able to beat him down. If he counts as heavyweight, he can completely crush him. This is also the reason why boxing requires weight level. A lightweight boxing champion may not have to beat a heavyweight ordinary boxer. No matter how good your skills are, it is useless to admit that you are not good at attacking. A boxer with a heavy punch must be stronger in terms of ability to fight and attack power. He can slap his opponent with a heavy punch...

The white man quickly thought about it, and finally made up his mind to bet that as long as he wins, it would be 10 million US dollars. He would definitely get rich overnight. This is faster than winning the lottery. I believe no one would refuse such a great temptation. As for losing? That is impossible. Thinking of this white man, he was even more excited, as if the hills of dollars were waving towards him.
Chapter completed!