Chapter 1406
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Mohan glanced at Ji Zuo and patted him on the shoulder. "Do you want to bet?"
Ji Zuo was speechless.
He wanted to earn money from Second Young Master?
He glanced at Mohan. "I'll bet one million on myself."
Mohan glanced at Ji Zuo. "Ten million, I'll bet that you'll win too."
Ji Zuo looked at Mohan for a long time without saying a word.
Ten to one. Second Young Master wanted 4.5 million. Did he mean that he could only win 500,000?
Second Young Master's skills were on par with his, but it was obvious that Second Young Master wanted him to lose.
At this moment, Ji You came in and looked at the group of people. "It's so lively here. What are you guys playing?"
Shang Ziyang quickly said, "We'll bet on Ji Zuo and Second Young Master to adjust the world push-up record."
Ji You said, "I'll bet too. If Second Young Master wins, five million."
Mohan said, "Thank you!"
Ji Zuo said, "Thank you, Brother."
Ji You narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mohan and Ji Zuo's direction. Then, he glanced at Shang Ziyang.
Shang Ziyang quickly looked away. It wasn't that he wanted to drag Ji You down with him, but Second Young Master was really shameless for the sake of money. It sounded like he was going to throw them in the towel!
Now that there was someone who bet more than them and would lose more, they could rest assured.
Ji You said, "Mm, let's start."
The group of people counted. Ji Zuo and Mohan started the competition.
The two of them continued to do it in one go.
Ji You glanced at Murong Qianqian's expression. "Bet with you?"
Murong Qianqian nodded. "Yes."
Ji You asked, "What are we betting on?"
Murong Qianqian said, "I'll bet with Ji Zuo on whether he can break the world record. The others will bet with him on whether Second Young Master or Ji Zuo will win."
Ji You lit a cigarette and looked in the direction of Mohan and Ji Zuo. "What's the world record?"
Murong Qianqian replied, "10507. “
Ji You listened and watched from the side.
When he heard Shang Ziyang, who was counting for Ji Zuo, shout "10507," he kicked Ji Zuo's butt lightly.
Ji Zuo had just propped himself up when he fell back down.
Murong Qianqian: "…!"
Since they were going to do this, why didn't they do it earlier?
Then she would win!
Now, she had really lost. She had lost completely!
Compared to Murong Qianqian, Shang Ziyang and the rest were smiling. Indeed, Master Zuo needed his own brother.
Ji Zuo propped himself up on the carpet and looked at Ji Zuo. "Are you asking for a beating?"
Ji You glanced at Ji Zuo. "You're blaming me for having a bad waist?"
Shang Ziyang: "…"
He Nian: "…"
Ceng Wang: "…"
Nie Rong: "…"
How could this be called having a bad waist?
They looked at Ji You. Although it wasn't the truth, they still couldn't help praising him. "Master Ji, you're awesome!"
Ji You lit a cigarette and looked at Mohan and Ji Zuo. "Remember to pay up."
Mohan stopped doing push-ups and got up to look at Ji You.
Ji You said, "Second Young Master, you win."
Mohan threw a punch at Ji You.
Ji Zuo hurriedly reached out to block it. "Second Young Master, please have mercy."
Wouldn't his brother be crippled if he punched him?
Mohan: "…"
He glanced at Ji Zuo, pulled his hand away and went upstairs to take a shower.
Doctor White couldn't help but look at Mohan's back view. His white shirt was drenched in sweat. Although it was sticking to his back, it was still very sexy!
Murong Qianqian tugged at Doctor White. "I'm so sleepy, we …"
Ji Zuo grabbed Murong Qianqian's wrist. "You seem to have lost."
Murong Qianqian turned her head and looked at the arm that was holding her wrist. It looked very strong and the blood vessels were clearly visible!
Ji Zuo's dark gaze landed on Murong Qianqian's face. He released his hand and stood in front of her, unbuttoning his shirt.
Murong Qianqian was shocked. "You … what are you doing?"
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