There were many countries in the African continent, and the most common currency in each country wasn't the local currency but the American dollar.
Therefore, the supers participating in the rescue mission, no matter which country they were from, would bring some American dollars with them.
The armored train had only left for less than half an hour, and there was still a long way to go before they reached their destination. The journey was boring, and they could use the opportunity of Yue Heng and Johnson to have some fun.
Therefore, the American dollar bills on the table were soon stacked up into a thick pile!
The French supers were in high spirits and skillfully set up the bets.
The biggest bet was that Qiangsen could finish the battle in one second.
Of course, the odds were also the lowest.
However, there wasn't a single American dollar on Yue Heng winning.
Johnson wasn't in a hurry to compete with Yue Heng, and he smiled as he watched everyone place their bets.
Seeing this, Yue Heng reached into his pocket and grabbed something.
He grabbed two stacks of cash and threw them on his bets.
He had a few million American dollars in his storage space, all of which were the spoils of war he had seized before.
“WOW！”
The French banker exclaimed and gave Yue Heng a thumbs up.
It was as if he was praising Yue Heng's confidence, but in fact, he was mocking the latter for giving him money.
"I admire your confidence."
Johnson retracted his gaze and looked at Yue Heng. He clenched his fist tightly, and his knuckles cracked.
The sound was like small firecrackers.
Yue Heng didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and he hooked his finger at the American captain.
This contemptuous gesture made Johnson's face sink, and he immediately opened his right hand.
He twisted his neck, put his elbows on the table, and then grabbed Yue Heng's hand.
Their gazes collided.
The dining car instantly became quiet, and everyone's attention was focused.
"I'll be the judge!"
The French Super, who was the banker, squeezed his way over.
He put his palm on Yue Heng's and Johnson's hands, and looked at the watch on his left hand.
There was also someone helping to time it.
"Ready!"
As soon as the French Super uttered a word, Johnson's fingers began to close.
His hand was much bigger than Yue Heng's. His fingers were thick and full of calluses.
It was like a vise that could easily crush even the toughest bones!
This was the cunning and shameless side of the Mai people. They always liked to play tricks before the official competition.
However, Johnson felt that he was not holding a body of flesh and blood.
Instead, it was a piece of metal with temperature.
Titanium alloy!
"Begin!"
The French superpower suddenly raised his palm.
This meant that the two sides could begin to wrestle for real.
"Hmph!"
Johnson groaned. His thick right arm suddenly swelled up, and his biceps bulged.
His arms and wrists exerted force at the same time, trying to end the battle as quickly as possible.
He even wanted to break Yue Heng's hand!
However, Yue Heng did not move at all.
Yue Heng's arm was straight on the table, and the back of his hand was in a straight line with his elbow. Johnson's sudden burst of force was like a clay ox entering the sea, and it did not cause any ripples.
One second, two seconds, three seconds …
Time passed little by little. No matter how much force Johnson used, Yue Heng did not move at all.
The car was silent.
As long as the people present were not blind, they could see that Johnson, who was much stronger than Yue Heng, did not show any strength that could crush the latter. Both sides were evenly matched.
At least on the surface, it looked like they were in a stalemate.
The French banker, who was acting as the judge, was grinning from ear to ear.
Because a full five seconds had passed, and Johnson had not won yet. He had already won most of the bet.
Tens of thousands of dollars were in his hands!
Johnson's face turned red.
In the eyes of this Mai superpower, if he could not finish off Yue Heng in five seconds, it would be a failure.
He took a deep breath, and his face instantly turned pale.
With a ripping sound, the sleeve of Johnson's right arm was torn apart by his bulging muscles.
He was using all his strength to activate his superpower.
The table below immediately let out a creaking sound.
If Johnson had not used all his strength on his wrist, the table would have been torn apart.
However, Yue Heng did not want to play anymore.
He started to use his strength.
Then, everyone watched as Yue Heng's hand slowly pressed down on his opponent.
It was slow, but it was extremely stable, and there was no possibility of a reversal.
The people around looked at each other, and they were all shocked.
They could not understand how Yue Heng, who looked like a 'boy', could compete with the famous Johnson in terms of strength, and even suppress the latter!
This was not logical!
Johnson's face had already turned purple, and the veins on his forehead were popping out. His eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.
"Ah!"
When the back of his hand was only four or five centimeters away from the table, this Mai superpower roared.
Bang!
His hand was pressed down by Yue Heng, and it hit the thick and hard table.
The dining table shattered and collapsed in an instant!
Johnson's entire arm was twisted, and he swung his left fist toward Yue Heng's face without hesitation.
However, before his fist landed, Yue Heng pushed forward.
Johnson's entire body flew up, and his companions behind him were knocked over.
The car was in chaos.
"My hand!"
Johnson, who had landed on the ground, hugged his arm and cried out in pain, "F * ck! F * ck! F * ck! "
A Mai superpower suddenly pulled out his pistol.
Yue Heng reached out and grabbed the pistol from more than a meter away.
Clang!
The Japanese pulled out his katana.
Yue Heng turned his head and looked at him, his eyes full of cold killing intent.
The Japanese man was sweating profusely under his sharp gaze. He lowered his head involuntarily.
Bowing to the strong was an instinct engraved in their genes!
Yu Guangrong, who was standing beside Yue Heng, did not say anything. He only clenched his fist and took a step forward.
The other two captains stood behind him and Yue Heng without hesitation.
They were ready to fight.
"Calm down, calm down!"
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, and that there was a possibility of a superpower battle breaking out in the car, the French banker quickly jumped out to mediate. "Guys, we are not here to fight!"
Together with the English and Germans, who did not want to make a big deal out of this, a few agitated Mai nationals were persuaded to stop.
Yue Heng skillfully removed the pistol's magazine and threw out the loaded bullets one by one.
He said to the French banker, "Pay up."
The French banker, who had just succeeded in mediating the situation, immediately put on a long face. He realized that all the money he had won from the bet he had painstakingly arranged had to be paid to Yue Heng.
He had to pay more!
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