Chapter 127 Pulling the Enemy to Your Side

Just as Andrew wanted to remind Aiwen of the money, he was stopped by Bell Burke beside him.

Looking at Bell who was shaking his head, Andrew was about to ask why when he saw Li Changheng looked over, and suddenly froze.

Then he reacted and cursed in his heart.

This bastard is too smart.

But when did he see that this was a game?

And Al and Vince, the adoptive father and son, are both experts in observing words and emotions.

Seeing Li Changheng stop Andrew with his eyes, and Bell Burke who was holding Andrew's arm, a huge wave suddenly surged in his heart.

Has the plan of oneself and others been seen through?

And Li Changheng was not only watching all the time, Vince, Aiwen and his son, even all the people who cooperated just now did not escape his sight.

Not to mention Buckle Kidd flirting with Vince.

Seeing Ai Wen whose expression had changed, Li Changheng glared at Andrew dissatisfied.

However, just now Buckle just nodded, but didn't take out the money, which made him guess that Ivan's group was abandoned at that time.

This is an opportunity for Aiwen and his group to be arrested and taken to Monaco, thrown into the sea, or sit in prison for decades in exchange for another block.

In this case, instead of letting Ai Wen and his group die, it is better to give them a chance to survive.

He smiled and said to Ivan, "I'll give you one last chance to regret it."

Aiwen smiled bitterly, "Is there any difference between betting or not?"

"There is really no difference, that is to say, if you lose, what will happen in the end, it all depends on my mood in the end."

After finishing speaking, Li Changheng smiled and said to Sinder, "Don't worry, since your 2 million pounds did not enter the Monaco hotel, it would be a good thing for you to be sent to the Monaco prison if you guessed wrong."

"Yeah, they didn't take out any money."

Reminded by Li Changheng, some of the people present immediately started arguing, and even a few accomplices who were covering for Ai Wen secretly backed away and wanted to slip away.

"Steven".

Li Changheng called out the name of the head of Charles's bodyguard, and then pointed at a few people who wanted to slip away, "Before the police come, help me take care of these guests from the United States."

Then, without looking at the liar who was being targeted by the bodyguards, he smiled and said to the extremely ugly Sinder, "I'll give you a chance, you don't have to guess the number 55."

Shidel, who was already nervous to death, suddenly lost all color on his face.

He stammered, "You, when did you see it?"

Li Changheng showed a mocking expression, pointed to the suit handkerchief on the left chest of Aiwen's suit and said, "You have given me too many hints."

Everyone immediately looked at the suit and handkerchief on Aiwen's chest.

But looking around, I didn't find anything special.

"Wait, doesn't the print on the hand towel look like a lot of 5's connected together?"

Hearing this reminder, the people at the scene recalled what Li Changheng said just now, so that Sidel would not have to guess the number 55.

Then someone pointed at the pitch and shouted, "Chelsea's main striker is wearing No. 55 today."

"Hell, these guys are professional liars".

Now everyone knows that everything today is a game, but then everyone is curious about how Li Changheng saw it.

Li Changheng smiled and said, "From the time I left home, if there were only signs on the side of the road protesting the 55-hour working hours of security personnel, and the implication of the 555555 phone number printed on the taxi outside the stadium, I would not have cared too much.

But the doorman's job number is 55, the stickers on the elevator door are all 5, and this Mr. Aiwen, the suit and handkerchief are also all 5.

Finally, since you all know that I can speak Chinese, you thought of using hundreds of homophonic sounds of ‘Woo 5’ in Rolling Stone’s new song “Sympathy for the Devil” to hint at me.

But never thought that incomplete information is the most deadly thing? "

Ivan and Owens looked at Buckle Kidd angrily and regretfully.

If it wasn't for the bastard's swearing assurance that the documents were all right, they wouldn't have humiliated themselves and treated Li Changheng as a lucky young man.

"You leave now, I will send someone to escort you to the private airport, and you decide where you want to go after that."

Aiwen looked at Li Changheng gratefully, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's too late to say anything now, if we can't beat you today, our ending won't be much better.

Guess it, Sidel."

Sinder took a few deep breaths, knowing what Ivan meant.

After completing the task, she could still use inaccurate information to earn a chance, but what everyone couldn't believe was that she still guessed the number 55.

Immediately, many quick-witted people realized that Hidel was betting that Li Changheng hadn't identified who the mastermind behind the scenes was.

Li Changheng smiled and picked up the two poker cards that were pressed down by the wine glass. Everyone saw 22, and then looked on the pitch, and found that No. 22 was Chelsea's goalkeeper today.

After seeing these two cards, Hidel's expression darkened, and he heard Li Changheng smile and said, "Did you just want to guess the goalkeeper of Manchester City who is in a brave state today?"

Hidel nodded helplessly. Lee Jang Hyung was able to win all the time today because Manchester City's goalkeeper not only saved a penalty, but also cleared Chelsea once.

Although Hidel also thought that Li Changheng might not choose Manchester City's goalkeeper, because this guy is too conspicuous, but she never thought that Li Changheng would pick in the opposite direction.

Given the chance, they still didn't guess right. Ai Wen and his group looked sad, but they didn't hate Li Changheng too much.

Then Xidel took a note written by Li Changheng, looked at it for a while, raised his head suddenly, and said 'thank you' with joy.

After Li Changheng gave some instructions to the head of the bodyguard, Steven, Ai Wen and his group found out what was written in the note in Hilde's hand.

First he looked at Li Changheng gratefully, and then he stared at Buckle-Kidd for more than ten seconds, making it obvious that Buckle was responsible for this matter.

Then Ai Wen and his group were honestly led out of the private room by several bodyguards.

As for Buckle Kidd, he could only fled the stadium in embarrassment under the mocking eyes of a group of people.

Li Changheng ticked his fingers at the account manager of UBS, who quickly walked over and said in a low voice, "Bakker is a very, very small shareholder of the Bank of England."

"Thank you." Li Changheng squinted his eyes and smiled, "Repay the 200,000 pounds to the bank, and the remaining 1.01 million pounds, can I transfer it back to London?"

"No problem, sir," the account manager said affirmatively, "Monaco is a tax haven. Not only is it legal, but all the money won in the hotel jam does not have to pay taxes."

"Very good," Li Changheng took out 1,000 pounds from his pocket, "This is a tip for you, the lawyer, and the four security guards. How to distribute it is up to you."

"Thank you, thank you", not only the account manager showed a big smile, but also the lawyer and the four security guards.

After watching the people from UBS leave, he said to the manager of the private room, "Please give Manchester City fans a bottle of beer, fried chicken, and French fries.

Tell those neutral fans that whoever supports Manchester City can get a beer package.

And every time there is a continuous wave of people supporting Manchester City, I treat them to a round of beer.

If Manchester City win today, I will reward the players with £10,000 for every extra goal they win."

The Chelsea fans at the scene suddenly had a bitter face, no longer expecting to win this game.