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"What do you mean?" The king noticed his arrival and immediately put down his wine cup and walked over.
"Heh heh, my two sons came to celebrate the princess's birthday, but they were beaten up. You, as the king, are to blame!" Barça said coldly. Recently, he had contacted many families to target the king's family, and he was preparing to use the issue of freshwater resources to force the king to step down.
"Who is it? How dare they hit my son? Do they think Barcelona is made of clay?!"
The surrounding crowd fell silent instantly. Everyone knew perfectly well that while Barcelona was ostensibly seeking justice for his two sons, he was actually using this topic to attack the King.
"It really is true that if you beat the little one, the old one will come." Ma Yunteng shook his head speechlessly. He originally just wanted to quietly show off, but it seems that many things can only be resolved by him using force.
“Dad, it’s him!” Barty and Balo said, pointing at Ma Yunteng with a sinister look.
"Huh? A Chinese man dares to act recklessly in Dubai? He's asking for death." Barcelona's eyes flashed with a fierce light, but he never expected that his two sons would be beaten by a Chinese man.
"You old codger with one foot in the grave, you should just stay home. What are you doing out here acting all high and mighty?" Ma Yunteng clicked his tongue and said.
"You, I'm going to break all your bones today!" Barcelona shouted angrily after being mocked by Ma Yunteng.
"Why are you three such chatterboxes? If you want to fight, then fight! Stop trembling!" Ma Yunteng said without any fear.
"Men, take him down!" At Barcelona's command, several bodyguards behind him rushed towards Ma Yunteng instantly.
"Let's see who dares!"
The king slammed his hand on the table and said sternly, "Young Master Ma is my benefactor. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on him is going against me!"
Dozens of heavily armed soldiers suddenly appeared in the banquet hall. These were the king's personal guards, each staring intently at Barcelona's bodyguards.
The situation reached a stalemate for a time.
"Let the young people handle their own affairs. If elders like you and me get involved, it would be beneath our dignity," the king said expressionlessly.
"Alright, then I'll give him a chance." Barcelona realized they couldn't gain any advantage here, so they turned their eyes to Balo. Balo understood and immediately stepped forward, looking at Ma Yunteng.
"Do you dare to make a bet with me?" Barlow said arrogantly.
"Ding: The system has detected that the host is being provoked by an idiot. Please accept the challenge!" came the system's voice in my mind.
"What are we betting on?" Since the system had spoken, Ma Yunteng had no choice but to accept. Besides, his purpose in coming here today was to show off and slap someone in the face, so he couldn't miss this opportunity.
"Racing!" Barlow sneered. "The stakes are 50 billion!"
“Five hundred billion? I don’t lack money. Even if I win, it’s meaningless.” Ma Yunteng shook his head: “You can gamble, but you have to bet one leg each on you and your two sons!”
"What if you lose?" Barlow paused slightly. One leg for each person—that sounded ruthless! But he was a renowned fighter in Dubai, and he was confident of victory if his opponents agreed.
“If I lose, I won’t leave Dubai alive, how about that?” Ma Yunteng smiled slightly.
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“If I lose, I won’t leave Dubai alive, how about that?” Ma Yunteng smiled slightly.
When Ma Yunteng spoke, everyone present was slightly stunned.
Gambling for money wasn't enough; he had to gamble with the legs of a father and his two children, and he himself was risking his life. How utterly idiotic!
The key point is that everyone knows Barlow is an expert in racing and has few rivals in Dubai. To anyone, betting on Barlow in racing is an extremely unwise thing to do.
One was a professional race car driver, and the other was an ordinary Chinese tourist. The contrast between them was too obvious, making this a race with no suspense whatsoever.
"Arrogant Chinese, how dare they race our young master Balo?"
"Young Master Barlow is a well-known racing driver in Dubai. Even the national team's racing drivers are no match for him."
"Young Master Barlow's driving skills are amazing; he's just asking for trouble."
"Maybe he's just trying to ride on Young Master Barlow's popularity in the racing world. He even managed to fool a princess. Who can fathom the thoughts of someone like that?"
At first, when Barcelona heard Ma Yunteng say he would bet his and his two sons' legs, they were still considering whether to agree. But judging from the reactions of everyone on the field, he is not worried about the issue at all now.
"Alright! Tonight at eight o'clock, Dubai 18 Bends!" Barlow smiled smugly, just waiting for Ma Yunteng to come and die. Once on the track, he had many ways to torment Ma Yunteng.
"Okay, whoever backs down is the one who loses." Teng nodded, then took out a Double Happiness cigarette from his bag and leisurely started smoking.
When the three members of the Barcelona family saw that Ma Yunteng had agreed, they didn't say anything and left directly, preparing to have a big showdown that night.
"You, hey, why did you agree?" The princess looked at Ma Yunteng with frustration. He was a professional race car driver, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him a racing god. But Ma Yunteng actually agreed. This was just too brainless.
"Do you think I wanted to agree? Isn't this all for you? Considering how convincingly I acted, wouldn't it be reasonable for you not to kiss me?" Ma Yunteng said earnestly.
"I'll kiss you after you win!" the princess said with a coquettish laugh.
“Oh, alright, but there’s one thing I must remind you: I’m just playing along. Don’t fall in love with me. I don’t want to be a prince consort in Dubai,” Ma Yunteng said.
"Narcissist!" the princess said disdainfully.
"Thank you for the compliment." Ma Yunteng laughed heartily, then grabbed a bottle of red wine and started drinking.
"Young Master Ma, are you confident about tonight's race? If not, I'll decline the offer. As long as I am the king, no one can touch you." The king walked over and said solemnly, "As for the race car itself, feel free to make any requests. I can provide you with a high-performance race car."
Upon hearing this, Ma Yunteng shook his head: "No need, I'll find a car myself."
Ma Yunteng paused for a moment and then said, "By the way, I think I heard that Dubai has a rather serious problem with its freshwater resources, is that right?"
“That’s right. Water resources have always been a major problem for Dubai. Even after I came to power, I was unable to solve this problem for a long time. The opposition within the royal family is trying to use this to their advantage.” As he said this, the king’s face turned very bitter.
He did a great job in all aspects of his work during his tenure, except for the water resource problem, which he had no solution to. Dubai is a country with extremely scarce freshwater resources, and without advanced technology, he was powerless to do anything about it.