202: Chapter 200 Playing the Rogue 202: Chapter 200 Playing the Rogue “Arm wrestling, Wang Lie, aren’t you just bullying me?
You’re so strong; if we compete with you, aren’t we bound to lose?” the fatty said, quite indignant.
Wang Lie glared at the fatty and snorted with disdain, “Bullying you?
You can take it that way if you wish.
It’s clear that you’re better at basketball than me, but didn’t you still trick me into playing against you?
So what’s the problem with me competing with you in arm wrestling now?
If you’re too scared to compete, just admit defeat, return the five thousand bucks, and we can call it even.
Otherwise, hmph, don’t blame me for not being nice to you today.
Nobody gets to take advantage of Wang Lie that easily.”
The fatty’s mouth twitched, and he shrank back a little in fear.
It would obviously be a big disadvantage to fight against such a bulky guy.
A person as unreasonable as him could do anything.
“Alright, you want to compete, huh?
But can you afford to lose five thousand?
Don’t play dirty tricks after you lose,” Tangyu suddenly said.
Wang Lie glared at Tangyu and sneered, “What a joke, can’t I afford to lose five thousand?
Stop wasting my time, just bet if you dare.”
The fatty tugged at Tangyu and said, “Buddy, don’t compete with him—you’re definitely no match for him.
He’s clearly out to get us.
Even if he loses, he won’t admit it; we don’t need to suffer such an obvious loss.
We’re in the right to begin with, we’re not afraid of him.
At most, he’ll beat us up, but I believe there’s still justice, if he dares to lay a finger on us, I’ll call the cops immediately.”
Wang Lie pointed at the fatty and showed a somewhat ferocious look, “Still acting tough, huh?
You want to call the cops?
Then go ahead and see if they get here faster or if I beat you up faster.
Is fighting against the law now?
Even if I beat you, what can you do?
Even if the cops come, what can they do to me?
I couldn’t care less.
Yes, I’m set on taking you down today.
If you want to settle this, then beat me.
If you lose, just pay up quietly and don’t say I didn’t give you a chance.”
“You…
you’re being too bullying,” the fatty said, his face turning red with anger, his mouth quivering.
Tangyu gave the fatty a reassuring look and said with a faint smile, “We can compete, and if I lose, I can give you the five thousand.
But since it’s a competition, you can’t have too little at stake either.
If you can put up five thousand, I’ll compete with you.
I won’t play if you’re just trying to get something for nothing.”
“You’ll have to play whether you want to or not,” Wang Lie retorted.
Tangyu was no less defiant, staring straight into Wang Lie’s eyes, the calmness in his gaze flickering with an edge that sent chills down Wang Lie’s spine.
For some reason, upon seeing such a gaze, Wang Lie felt an inexplicable fear inside him, as if he had seen something terrifying.
This feeling was strange but spontaneously arose, and it also made him view Tangyu with a bit of dread.
Wang Lie quickly pulled out a stack of Red Banknotes from his bag and placed them on the table, “Here’s five thousand, satisfied now?”
“Wang Lie, what are you doing?
Why are you listening to him?” Wang Lie’s girlfriend was very displeased with his actions.
Wang Lie glanced at her without responding, leaving his girlfriend to stare angrily at Tangyu.
“Hmm, as long as there’s money, that’s fine.
Just don’t welsh on the bet if you lose,” Tangyu said.
“I can afford to bet, and I can afford to lose,” Wang Lie said.
“I’ve put out my money; where’s your five thousand?
Put it out as well, so it’s fair.”
“I don’t have money, and the fatty has even less,” Tangyu replied.
Wang Lie’s expression immediately turned icy, “What do you mean?
Playing me for a fool?”
“Humph, why so serious?
Since I said I’d compete, of course, I won’t play you for a fool.
We don’t have cash, but our phones are certainly worth much more than five thousand.
If we lose, you can have both phones.
How about that?” Tangyu said with a light smile, taking out his own and the fatty’s smartphones and placing them on the table.
Both of their phones were the latest models of iPhone, each worth five thousand apiece.
Two phones for five thousand was a fair deal.
Wang Lie briefly eyed the two iPhones on the table and said with a smile, “Alright then, let’s consider them as five thousand.
Now, can we start?”
“Of course, we can,” Tangyu replied.
Wang Lie immediately cleared a space on the table and sat opposite Tangyu, saying, “Let’s set some rules first, one round will decide the winner.
We both sit, and if anyone’s buttocks leave the chair, that’s a loss.
Same goes if your elbow leaves the table, you lose.
Is that clear enough?”
“Clear, let’s start,” Tangyu said indifferently, placing his hand on the table.
“Heh,” Wang Lie let out a cold laugh, full of confidence.
He had never been bested in a show of strength, especially against someone who was clearly smaller in stature.
He was sure of his victory.
Wang Lie reached out and grasped Tangyu’s hand, applying force with all five fingers from the start, seeking to crush Tangyu’s palm.
But he quickly realized something was wrong; the other’s palm was not as fragile as he thought.
As he squeezed, there was no movement in Tangyu’s hand at all as if he — it was like grabbing hold of a statue.
His grip on Tangyu’s hand felt like it was made of steel; it was hard and void of any flesh feeling.
This ominous feeling made a thought suddenly flash across Wang Lie’s mind: if this guy was so confident to challenge him, could it be that his strength was actually tremendous?
But how could that be?
With such a physique, how strong could he possibly be?
Wang Lie didn’t believe in such nonsense; if he lost to someone like that, he might as well go bang his head against a wall.
“Are you ready?” Wang Lie asked.
“I’ve been ready.” Tangyu replied.
Wang Lie curled his lip, “Fine, since everyone’s ready, let’s start.
I won’t pick on you, fatty, you call the start.”
The fatty looked at Tangyu with some concern.
Now he wasn’t afraid of losing his cellphone, but he was somewhat worried about Tangyu.
However, seeing the reassuring look Tangyu gave him, the fatty was filled with confusion and disbelief.
Could it be that Tangyu was confident he could beat Wang Lie?
But how could that be possible?
These two weren’t even in the same weight class.
The fatty knew how strong Wang Lie was.
It wasn’t to the point of punching a cow to death, but his strength was definitely not something an average person could match.
The disparity between them was likely apparent to everyone, and nobody seemed optimistic about Tangyu’s chances.
“If I lose, so be it, just my bad luck.
But it bothers me that I dragged Tangyu into this; I truly feel sorry.” The fatty shook his head silently, resigning himself to the unfortunate situation.
What could he do if nobody else was as ruthless?
“Start,” the fatty shouted.
“Hmph!”
Wang Lie exerted his strength fiercely, intending to topple Tangyu in one fell swoop.
However, what shocked him was that this sudden burst of power did not budge Tangyu’s arm in the slightest.
His arm remained perfectly straight, as if it hadn’t been affected at all.
This feeling ushered in an unprecedented sense of defeat for Wang Lie.
Over the years, he had competed with many people, usually winning more than losing, and he had encountered experts.
But even the most formidable opponents hadn’t left him feeling utterly immovable like this.
It was as though Tangyu’s hand was firmly fixed in place.
“Uh, what’s going on?” The three behind Wang Lie were equally surprised and looked at him with confusion, not understanding what was happening.
The match had started, but why wasn’t there any movement?
The fatty was also taken aback and looked incredulously at Tangyu.
He could tell that Wang Lie had exerted his strength, but still gained no advantage.
Now, in his heart, he was sure that Tangyu must have been confident for a reason.
It was beyond belief and hard to imagine—Tangyu’s strength was so immense that even Wang Lie couldn’t handle him.
What an exceptional case.
Witnessing this, the fatty finally breathed a sigh of relief, his earlier worries dissipated.
Wang Lie’s face flickered with changing expressions, growing interesting as he tried time and again to exert his strength, like a wild bull repeatedly charging, but still unable to even slightly move Tangyu.
Wang Lie’s face turned red, veins bulged, and he used all the strength he had, but Tangyu’s hand remained unmoving as if unfazed by any force.
This bizarre situation filled Wang Lie with a complex, strange feeling.
Those unaware of the circumstances would have thought they were witnessing a drama, performed so realistically.
“How is this possible?
This is fucking ridiculous!” Wang Lie inwardly refused to accept it, grinding his teeth in frustration as he continued to fix his gaze on Tangyu.
Tangyu’s expression was tranquil and indifferent from start to finish, a slight smile playing on his lips, seemingly chuckling.
Then Tangyu started to exert strength.
Suddenly, Wang Lie felt an immensely powerful force pressing down on his arm, alarming him.
He tried to resist, but couldn’t turn the tide.
His arm slowly bent towards the table, inevitably going down.
“This—”
Seeing Wang Lie about to lose, his girlfriends were also staring wide-eyed, eyes full of disbelief.
“Ha!” With an outburst, Wang Lie used all his strength, trying to turn the tables, but his power felt too insignificant compared to Tangyu’s.
There was no chance of recovery.
Soon, his arm was completely pressed down on the table by Tangyu.
“Whew, won!
Tangyu really did it, that’s incredible, so amazing, my idol!” The fatty got excited too, feeling the thrill.
He had thought they were doomed to lose, worried just moments before, but now they had miraculously won, stirring his excitement.
“You lost,” Tangyu said, looking at the stunned Wang Lie.
Whir—
Tangyu’s words exploded in Wang Lie’s mind like thunder, echoing the thought: “I lost, I actually lost—”
“Heh, Wang Lie, you should honor your bet, you shouldn’t have anything to say now, right?” The fatty said, finally getting some relief.
Wang Lie seemed to snap back to reality and reached for the 5000 yuan, but Tangyu had anticipated this and wouldn’t let him succeed so easily.
As Wang Lie’s hand moved, Tangyu’s reached the stack of Red Banknotes first.
Wang Lie’s hand ended up on the back of Tangyu’s.
Giving Tangyu a fierce look, Wang Lie commanded, “Let go.”
“Hmph, what’s wrong?
Can’t take a loss?
Going to play the rogue?” Tangyu sneered, looking disdainfully at Wang Lie.
Such a man, truly contemptible.
Betting yet unable to accept defeat, truly hypocritical.
“Wang Lie, what is the meaning of this?
Didn’t we clearly agree just now?
Now you’re pulling this stunt; aren’t you being too shameless?” The fatty was also quite upset.