Under the parasol, everyone was betting, and Tang Jue was on the other side of the court, standing under a plane tree, smelling the fragrance of the trunk. The legs shake from time to time, which is kind of relaxing the muscles. Arendt moved his shoulders and then did a couple of arm swings.

Arendt is the king of the runway, and in order to defend his kingship, he saved his strength in the twelve-minute run. Arendt has no guilt in his heart, and the most important thing is to defeat his opponent. Tang Jue had just defeated him, which made him very faceless, and he couldn't accept this reality when he lost to his opponent in the field he was most proud of.

He wants to defeat Tang Jue and defend his kingship!

A contest of pride is about to begin, a contest of crowd bets is about to begin!

Almost all bettors are at the finish line, and they have to see the winner of the worst outcome.

At the starting point, Arendt's sword-like eyes glanced at Tang Jue, and he wanted to suppress his opponent with momentum. Tang Jue showed his white teeth and smiled at Arendt, looking light!

Arendt thought to himself, "Humph! Wait a minute, you won't be able to laugh! ”

Arendt roared into the sky!

The two of them stood on their feet back and forth, bowed their heads, bent over, and stood quietly on the starting line, as quiet as a virgin!

Assistant coach Gameiro shouted: "Ready...... Run! ”

The footsteps moved forward quickly, and two lightning bolts flew out, moving like a rabbit!

The finish line is full of people, there is no stopwatch, and now the two sides are not comparing time, but winning and losing!

"Arendt, come on! Come on! ”

The shouts of cheering and cheering came one after another. When Tang Jue ran with Arendt for the first time, Sack cheered for Tang Jue alone, because he wanted Tang Jue to win. Otherwise he would have lost 160,000 francs!

Now, there is no one to cheer for Tang Jue!

They put all their bets on Arendt because they knew Arendt, who was incredibly fast. Although he lost the first time, he saved his strength in the twelve-minute run. They have good reason to bet on Arendt to win!

Five meters later, Don was one shoulder ahead of Arendt!

Arendt accelerated desperately, the muscles on his face beating faster, and he caught up with Tang Jue at the ten meters. Subsequently, he began to take the lead. I have to say that after a confrontation game, the physical consumption is very large. Tang Jue came for a trial today, and in order to have a good performance, he ran more in the confrontation. What's more, they had just finished running twelve minutes five minutes ago.

Tang Jue's body is tired!

Arendt is ahead of Tang Jue, and everyone cheers louder, and victory is calling ahead!

Arendt thought the same way, his legs moved forward quickly, and each step was longer than Tang Jue's, because his legs were originally longer than Tang Jue's.

Twenty meters, Tang Jue is still behind, and now it is entering the sprint stage!

Tang Jue's face was not as light as just now, his eyes were sharp, and he brought out the greatest potential of his body. His legs were like the blades of a rapidly spinning fan, and a gust of wind was generated from under his feet.

There is wind under Tang Jue's feet, and there is wind under Arendt's feet!

The two of them walked in the wind!

Twenty-five meters, Tang Jue caught up with Arendt!

Arendt let out a howl from his mouth, and his speed increased again!

Tang Jue let out a howl from his mouth, and his speed reached the limit!

At twenty-eight meters, the two were still neck and neck, and their howls continued!

Everyone's eyes were wide open, their expressions were extremely focused, and even the cheering voices disappeared, and they wanted to focus on the finish line!

The fan in Cantona's hand had long since stopped shaking, and he, like everyone else, was watching the finish line with his eyes firmly on it!

Two lightning bolts, crossing the finish line almost at the same time!

Who won?

The naked eye can't tell at all, how can this be calculated?

……

Tang Jue didn't know who had won, he had done his best, his face was not a trace of ruddy, and his face was miserable white.

With the inertia running out of more than ten meters, Tang Jue straightened his waist, grew his mouth, and breathed desperately. He has to pay off his debts, he has to pay off his oxygen debts, he has a lot of lactic acid production in his muscles, in the run just now, he is not breathing, he needs a lot of oxygen now!

Arendt's face was also very pale, indicating that he had used all his strength just now. Arendt was frustrated, as he had thought he could beat Tang Jue before the game, but now he didn't know the outcome.

……

A smile appeared on the face of the technician, he looked at the clueless crowd, and said loudly, "I have evidence here!" I know who won! With that, he raised the phone in his hand.

Sack was complaining to himself, why didn't he think of it just now, and used his mobile phone to record the most sprint. Complaining is complaining, he quickly surrounded him, because everyone had already surrounded the technicians in the middle.

The screen of the phone is a bit small, and the eyes of the crowd widen and they almost put their eyes on the screen. Hadad's hand pressed against Cantona's shoulder, trying to get a better look. Cantona didn't react anything.

"Put it again!" Cantona said.

"Yes, put it again!" More people said.

"Can you slow down four times so you can see it more clearly." Observations were made. The technician muttered: "If you slow down twice, you can already see the winner or loser, why do you have to slow down four times?" At the end of the day, he can only execute.

After a while, everyone was speechless!

……

Arendt breathed in pain, and turned his head to look at Tang Jue, who was also in pain, and he struggled to show his white teeth. Tang Jue also showed his white teeth, and the two began to laugh silently.

Arendt has let go, it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses, and it's nice to have a strong opponent. Tang Jue was beating the drum in his heart: I don't know how many bets they made, if they lost...... , lost...... If you lose, you lose.

Tang Jue thought about it, since it is a gamble, there are always winners and losers, if you can't even see through this, then don't bet! The two walked side by side to the crowd.

In his hand, Sack was holding a plastic bag, and in the bag were colorful banknotes, handing it to Tang Jue, his hand was trembling slightly, I don't know if it was too many banknotes, too heavy, or other reasons.

Tang Jue looked at this bag of banknotes, and the two eyebrows at the tips of his eyebrows began to fly!

Arendt didn't look pained because he had lost. There was even a hint of a smile on his face!

I didn't bet anyway!

Sack said: "It's 620,000 in total, you order!" "His heart was bleeding and his hands were shaking. Because he made the most bets, he put all the 160,000 he had won before. The 160,000 yuan won was given to Tang Jue in an instant, and it was not hot in his hands.

160,000, half a month's salary, Sark is very painful!

Tang Jue took the bag and thought to himself: Count? How long is that going to take?

The weight of the bag made Tang Jue think of another possibility, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air: 620,000 yuan, if he loses, he may need two or three months of salary to pay off his gambling debts. These guys are really ruthless!

Well, when negotiating a contract, be sure to have a good price!

If Cantona knew what he was thinking, he would have to stop the gamble, and if not if he couldn't, he would have to make them a little less. Cantona didn't know what Tang Jue was thinking now, he said to Tang Jue: "Don, look, we have given you a lot of meeting gifts!" ”

Don almost vomited blood!

But a smile appeared on his face, and he said again and again: "It's really a lot." ”

Cantona looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Don, it's getting late, and the medical examination will be scheduled for tomorrow morning." Well, the results will come out tomorrow afternoon, and we'll sign tomorrow night. ”

The technician reminded Cantona again: "Mr. Cantona, he has to pass a medical examination before he can sign a contract. ”

Cantona said impatiently: "I know, you see, he runs so fast, there must be no problem with his body." I just said it in advance. Like I started to say, he doesn't have to take a fitness test. You have to test and the results have been seen. Hum! ”

He was very dissatisfied with the technicians.

The technician ignored his dissatisfaction, and he said solemnly: "I am in accordance with the rules of the club. ”