The old man didn't expect it......

The money that I kept it private. Or by this seemingly kind. But it's a very evil guy. Loot it all.

Looking at the money in Wang Tiehammer's hand. The old man is really distressed.

He mustered up courage. Said to Wang Tiehammer in a consultative tone. "Hero. That's my pension money. Can you. ”

"Can I leave you for the elderly? Right, no. ”

Wang Tiehammer asked playfully.

"Ahh Oh, yes. Yes......" The old man nodded like pounding garlic. Listen to Wang Tiehammer's question. Busy answering. Two grumbles. cloudy eyes. Immediately shine with hope.

See the old man's longing expression. Wang Tiehammer looked at the red tickets in his hand. I thought about it for a long time. At last, it seems to have made up my mind. A dozen old man's tickets were drawn from them, which were not too thick. Hand it to the old man.

"Old man. Take these and go home. Pension is not enough. But. The cost of doing business money. It's more than enough.

Remembered. We can't do this kind of hurtful thing anymore.

See? The Oriental dog is an example. Lao Tzu specializes in counterfeiting and shoddy. That Oriental dog is the end of counterfeit and shoddy products. ”

Wang Tiehammer was right. That dozen money. It's not thick though. To say the least, it would have to be a few thousand.

A few thousand dollars for the old man. Make a small deal. More than enough, indeed.

But. This product is counterfeit and shoddy. But the one that the hero called the Oriental dog. How can it become "fake and shoddy".

The old man had doubts in his heart. But he didn't dare to ask.

"Thank you, good guy. Thank you, good man......" The old man was in the sound of "good man". Walked in the direction of his own home.

Wang Tiehammer from the back of the old man after he left. I watched the old man wipe it on his face one by one. I don't know if it's wiping my nose. Or wipe your tears. You're welcome. Take that a lot of money. Put it all in your pocket. I flipped the big bag of bracelets in my hand again. The heart said:

"The little sisters have some fun. "It was a triumphant return to the villa.

Saying. The old man walked some way home. But he couldn't understand what Wang Tiezhu said.

Said he sells bracelets. It's fake. This he admitted.

Not to mention a person as shrewd as a hero. Just his old man's clumsy eyes. All can be seen. This bracelet is made of inferior materials.

Estimate the cost price. It's just a few bucks.

The man in black sold himself a dozen yuan. There is already a profit. But he was able to sell it for five hundred dollars. And. No one even bargained with him.

The old man didn't understand. When did this world become so wicked?

Money is not called money. It's called rubbing paper.

It looks like I'm going to have a lot of luck today. I met some masters who didn't take money seriously.

But. Such a deal was not expected. Finally by this superficial kindness. In fact, the hateful guy reaped the benefits.

OK. Left these thousands of dollars to myself. I still made a lot of money.

When I think of this. The old man was full of grievances just now. Add a painful expression. All of a sudden, it changed to a happy smile. I also took out those thousands of dollars from time to time to look at it non-stop.

Today is the life of the old man. The most profitable day to do business.

Of course, thanks to the "care" of the masked man in black.

Until now. The old man didn't see through the black-clad masked man. Why do you want to make yourself so profitable?

He had always been very grateful to the masked man in black. He didn't know at all. In fact, the black-clothed masked person is his nemesis.

If it weren't for Wang Tiehammer, the black-clothed masked man would have ended. The old man is afraid that he has already gone to the Hades Palace to make friends with the Hades Palace.

But. These old men will never know.

With gratitude to the man in black. and the questioning of Wang Tiehammer's "fake and shoddy" words. The old man walked out for a while. I still can't help but be driven by curiosity. Now the king's hammer is gone. It's back again.

Hurried to the man in black. The old man was frightened at first, but he didn't immediately come up to see what was going on.

Wait until you calm down. Only then did I tentatively move forward. About two steps away from the corpse. The old man did not dare to lean any further.

He forced himself to take a leg forward. Then he leaned forward tremblingly. Only then did he open his old eyes. Then he looked over to the corpse......

"Oh my god. Bite...... Bite. Isn't this the guy who asked him for money just now? Died in the blink of an eye. ”

When the old man first saw the bloodless face. He was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.

Even frightened. The old man ran back a few steps. But he suddenly stood up again.

That's not right. That face is the same as the face of the guy who asked for money. They look exactly the same. But the clothes on my body don't seem to be.

I remember it clearly. The guy who asked for money from himself. He was wearing a white shirt.

Right.

It's a white shirt.

Because it's early autumn now. The weather temperature has been very cool. The average person will not wear so little anymore. Everyone was already wearing a fleece shirt underneath. Put a coat on top or something.

Only that guy is special. It's just a white shirt.

That illustrates. The one who died. With the guy who grabbed the money he met. Not alone.

That...... Who is the one who died?

The old man's brain was a little stalled at this time. I've never seen two people look so alike.

Say they're carved out of a mold. Definitely someone will believe it.

After the old man ran a distance of several tens of meters. I can't really run. I found a big rock. Sit on a stone. Started to study two people.

And at this very moment. A white shadow floated by.

Everywhere you go. There was not a sound at all.

The white shadow floated above the dead man in black. Unexpectedly, a hook-like object was dropped from a high altitude with lightning speed.

The hook is impartial. It was right on the waist of the dead man in black. Mention it gently. The man in black followed the white shadow into the forest.

The old man who sells bracelets here. Fingers snapped. Studied for half a day. I don't understand it. Which one is true? Which is fake.

There is no common sense to fight counterfeiting. It's really hard to distinguish between fake and shoddy.

The old man sighed helplessly. He stood up from the big rock tremblingly. I want to take another look. After their so-called "benefactor". You can go home with peace of mind. But suddenly the body was gone.

Frightened, he exclaimed, "Oh my God." He even ran behind a big tree. Started to shake.

That's when it happened. A white shadow floated by. The old man was frightened again.

What kind of day is it? Why are so many strange things happening one after another?

The old man cowered under the tree. Covered in chaff. I couldn't take a single step.

And at this moment. Have a pair of eyes. But he sees all the things that happen in life.

Can. But he didn't know. Although the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind. He's the yellow finch. But I didn't expect it. Sometimes. The praying mantis can also be reversed. Keep the yellow finch on the ground.

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