Chapter 388 - 371 Shooting Competition
Seeing the gleeful look on Scorpion’s face, Mountain Eagle helplessly avoided his breath and then pointed to Eddie, saying, "Are you still going to compete?
I have a clay pigeon thrower right here. It should be exciting to duel with pistols."
Mountain Eagle’s words instantly shifted Scorpion’s attention. With his concerns settled, Scorpion became very enthusiastic. He glared at Eddie, the troublemaker, and shouted, "Bring it on, Gun God, this time I’m going to make you lose your pants."
The guys nearby began to join in the fun...
Ham drew his pistol and slammed it on the table, yelling, "Right, this old geezer has won too much money from us. We’ve got to make him cough it up this time."
Seeing the smug look on Eddie’s face, Mountain Eagle knew these people’s fate was not going to be good...
So he raised his hand and said, "Can I join in?
Ten thousand dollars each, winner takes all..."
The people from Arctic Fox looked at each other, then began to loudly make a ruckus...
"Come on, the loser has to not only pay up but also carry Shark’s socks on their body for three days. Anyone who reneges is a bastard!"
Shark, who had sprayed himself with two cans of deodorant, picked out a booger and wiped it on his pants, then flipped everyone off and yelled, "Come on, have the guts to bet your underpants...
The loser has to wear my underwear for a week, don’t worry, my syphilis is cured!"