readease Chapter 133: Game Over, Red Team Wins.
Chapter 133: Game Over, Red Team Wins.
On the Red Team's side.
Deng Chao was already laughing so hard he squatted down on the ground.
Chen He slapped his thigh and let out a laugh that sounded like a donkey braying.
Wang Baoqiang pointed at Zheng Kai, laughing so hard he couldn't speak.
Baby covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking, tears welling up from laughing.
Stephen Chow stood at the very back, expressionless.
But the corner of his mouth curved slightly.
Team Yellow's side.
The four people took off their blindfolds.
His expression changed.
He held his head with both hands and leaned back.
"It's over."
His voice wasn't loud, but it could be heard clearly in the quiet room.
"The chance to whistle is gone."
Chow Yun-fat's folding fan stopped in mid-air.
He glanced at Li Chen, then at Zheng Kai.
Two wheels.
One ball per round.
The yellow team blew the whistle twice and scored two points.
But both whistle-blowing opportunities... were used up.
The red team has eight balls left.
Chow Yun-fat slowly closed the folding fan.
"Two whistles."
His voice was slow and leisurely.
"Two points were traded."
He looked at Shen Teng.
Shen Teng shook his head with a wry smile.
"They used our tactics."
He slapped his forehead.
Andy Lau closed his eyes for a moment.
Zheng Kai's face had turned pale.
"I...I thought this was a real all-in bet..."
Li Chen muttered something from the side.
"Me too."
The two people looked at each other.
Neither of them spoke again.
Round three.
Chow Yun-fat stood up.
He placed the folding fan on the chair and slowly walked towards the goal.
His steps were very steady.
His expression was very calm.
Like a knight-errant heading to his execution.
The yellow team no longer has a whistle.
No matter how many balls the red team puts in.
He can't do anything.
Brother Fa took the blindfold and glanced in the direction of the red team.
Deng Chao stood outside the five-meter line, arms crossed, with a bright smile.
Chen He rubbed his hands together beside him.
Wang Baoqiang has already started retrieving the ball from the basket.
Chow Yun-fat chuckled.
"Little Deng."
Deng Chao raised an eyebrow.
"Brother Chow Yun-fat".
"Go easy on him."
Deng laughed.
"Brother Fa, don't worry, we definitely won't leave any behind."
Chow Yun-fat shook his head, pulled down his blindfold, and put on his headphones.
He didn't stand guard at the gate.
He lay down directly in front of the goal.
Lay flat.
Limbs outstretched.
It resembles a human-shaped door panel weighing sixty kilograms.
This pose is exactly the same as the one Baby used in the first half.
But the results are completely different.
Because lying down is helpful for the baby.
She also has a whistle.
Chow Yun-fat lay down...
It's purely performance art.
"Timer begins!"
Deng strode to the front of the basket.
He bent down and picked up the four balls.
Chen He picked up the four.
The two walked side by side to the five-meter line.
There were no tactics.
There was no cover whatsoever.
Deng Chao glanced at Chen He.
"Hehe, please."
Chen He chuckled.
He picked up the first ball, glanced at Chow Yun-fat lying on the ground, and boldly pushed it past Chow Yun-fat's arm.
The second one rolls in from the other side.
Deng followed closely, throwing them in one after another.
Chow Yun-fat was lying on the ground when he felt something touch his arm.
He sighed.
Even though he can't hear anything.
But everyone in the room heard that sigh.
Extremely heavy.
Extremely helpless.
Extremely...funny.
Eight balls, all scored in a flash.
Chow Yun-fat is lying in front of the goal, surrounded by small soccer balls.
Like a besieged, isolated island.
The five members of the red team stood outside the five-meter line, laughing so hard they almost fell over.
The four members of Team Yellow were blindfolded and sitting in chairs.
Shen Teng's lips twitched.
Although he couldn't see anything, he guessed everything.
"Time's up!"
Chow Yun-fat took off his headphones.
He lay on the ground without moving.
The blindfold is still on.
There was a two-second silence.
Then he slowly reached out and pulled off the blindfold.
Eight balls.
They were densely packed together inside the goal and around him.
Two of them were right next to his face.
Chow Yun-fat looked at it for three seconds.
Then he sat up from the ground.
Pick up the folding fan next to him.
It unfolded with a "snap".
Then it snapped shut again.
He threw it on the ground.
"Nothing to play!"
He patted his knees and stood up.
"Put it on the cutting board and chop it!"
The whole audience burst into laughter.
Deng Chao bent over, laughing so hard he slapped his thigh.
Chen He squatted on the ground and pounded the floor mat.
Wang Baoqiang laughed so hard that his Hebei accent went completely off-key.
"Brother Chow! We didn't want this either!"
"Nobody would believe you!"
Chow Yun-fat pointed at him.
Andy Lau took off his blindfold, glanced at the balls scattered all over the ground, and shook his head with a wry smile.
"It's over."
Zheng Kai took off his blindfold, plopped back down in the chair, and put his hands behind his head.
"Eight..."
Shen Teng was the last to remove his blindfold.
He looked at the pile of balls in the goal.
Then he laughed.
It wasn't a bitter smile.
It was a smile of genuine admiration.
He gave Deng Chao a thumbs up.
"Brother Chao, you guys learn really fast."
Deng Chao, hands on his hips, shamelessly pointed at Stephen Chow in the corner.
"Thanks for the compliment, but the tactics were decided by Stephen Chow."
Shen Teng looked at Stephen Chow.
Stephen Chow sat in a chair, hands in his pockets, expressionless.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Shen Teng nodded.
"Stephen Chow, you're amazing."
Stephen Chow glanced at him.
It paused for a second.
"good."
Chen Yang announced the results.
"Second half over."
"Red team has eight points, Yellow team has two points."
"Total score for both halves... Red team has 17 points, Yellow team has 3 points."
He turned around.
"The Red Team wins."
All five members of the red team stood up at the same time.
Baby was the first to jump up, raising her two little fists above her head.
"We won!!"
Deng Chao rushed over and gave Stephen Chow a high five.
Stephen Chow raised his hand in agreement.
Chen He circled around Baby.
"We got our revenge! We won back everything we lost in the last round!"
Wang Baoqiang rubbed his hands together, a simple and smug look on his face.
"Each member of the winning red team will receive five gold coins."
Chow Yun-fat: 28.
Shen Teng: 19 pieces.
Chen He: 19 pieces.
Stephen Chow: 19.
Andy Lau: 17.
Deng Chao: 16 pieces.
Li Chen: 14 pieces.
Zheng Kai: 14.
Wang Baoqiang: 14 pieces.
baby: 14 pieces.
"The second game is over."
He looked at ten people.
"Everyone, please follow me."
He paused for a second.
"The last room will determine today's true gambling god."
Ten people stood up.
Walk through a longer corridor.
The lights are getting dimmer.
The walls changed from off-white to deep burgundy.
The carpet underfoot had changed from light gray to dark emerald green.
A faint aroma of cigars and incense filled the air.
Chen He twitched his nose.
"This taste..."
Deng Chao slowed his pace.
At the end of the corridor.
A black double door.
The door handle is gilded.
A ring of dark gold LED strips was embedded in the door frame.
It looks just like a scene from a classic movie.
Chow Yun-fat stopped walking.
He looked at the door, and the folding door slowly closed.
"this……"
Something gleamed in his eyes.
Chen Yang walked to the door and placed both hands on the handles.
I glanced back at the ten people.
"Are you ready?"
Push the door open.
Warm yellow light shone through the crack in the door.
Ten people filed in.
Then......
The group came to a complete stop.
The room was extremely large.
The walls were deep burgundy, the chandelier was dark gold, and heavy, dark green velvet curtains hung from the ceiling to the floor.
Right in the center.
A huge green card table.
Oval shape.
The tabletop was covered with standard casino green velvet.
The edge of the table is trimmed with gold piping.
Ten dark brown leather chairs were arranged in a circle around the card table.
On the table in front of each chair is a small tray.
The tray was neatly stacked with chocolate coins.
And right in the center of the card table.
Five transparent acrylic boxes.
They were lined up in a row.
It lay quietly on the green velvet cloth.
Chow Yun-fat was the first to speak.
His folding fan slowly unfolded, its face facing the card table.
"This scene."
His voice wasn't fast, but every word carried an indescribable quality.
"I know it too well."
Chen He muttered something under his breath.
"Brother Chow, isn't this set built based on your film set...?"
Stephen Chow walked to the card table and stood still.
He looked down at the five transparent boxes.
It paused for two seconds.
Raise your head.
He looked at Chen Yang.
There was something new in his eyes.
It's like anticipation.
"The last game."
Chen Yang's gaze swept over the ten people.
"The God of Gamblers' Game".