Bai Ke watched Huo Jianchao walk to the side, and hurriedly beckoned to An Ge and Wukong: "Hurry up and go back with grandma." ”

Kan Mingxi's mother took An Ge and Wukong away, and Bai Ke turned around and stared at Huo Jianchao and chased after him.

Huo Jianchao walked all the way, no different from ordinary children, he couldn't walk, he would run for a while and jump for a while.

The white guests were a little confused.

Did you misunderstand him?

Wrong!

How can a child say those things and do those things?

Speculation in real estate, stocks, and futures.

The latter two are not even big for white customers.

It's also weird and scary to speak, one moment "I see the future", another moment "I know everything you know, and I know if you don't know." ”

How could this be a child.

It's June, and it's already warm.

The young ladies and aunts on the street began to show their arms and legs, one by one.

When Bai Ke was as big as Huo Jianchao, he had already begun to sprout.

Although the little sister and little aunt were covered more tightly at that time, even if they just saw the looming strap under the shirt of the little sister and little aunt, the white guest would catch up with half a mile with a red face.

Right now, Huo Jianchao is better developed, and he should be more budding.

When the little sisters and aunts who showed their arms and legs and swayed their bodies passed in front of him, he was indifferent, as if facing a cloud of air.

How can a 12-year-old boy have such determination?

There's a problem!

There is a sixty or seventy-year-old monster living in this small body.

For example, snake disease scientists, schizophrenic killers and so on.

It seems that this freak is really reborn from 2048, or even 2058.

Bai Ke followed closely behind Huo Jianchao, and stopped in front of a bank in a blink of an eye.

This bank is one of the larger ones in the county, and there is an ATM at the door.

Right now, there are less than a thousand people with bank cards.

And the vast majority of people who have a bank card still take their bank card to the counter to make a transaction.

So, most of the time this ATM is just a decoration.

Huo Jianchao stopped, looked around again, and walked into the pavilion.

He was small and short, and the lower half of the glass was more than a meter high, so it was impossible to see what he was doing from the outside.

There is a high platform next to the pavilion, which is used to place things like motors.

Bai Ke cautiously climbed up, and when he looked at it, he could just see Huo Jianchao's position above his waist.

I saw Huo Jianchao put his backpack on the ground, took out an ordinary-looking box and put it on top of the ATM.

Intuitively, white customers know that this box is definitely not simple, and it is not a signal interceptor or something.

Then, Huo Jianchao took out a bank card and inserted it into the cash machine.

There was a rope dragging behind the card.

As soon as the bank card was swallowed by the machine, Huo Jianchao began to play the keys like playing a piano, his hands quickly tapped the buttons, and he glanced at the box above his head from time to time.

After only half a minute, Bai Ke heard a familiar sound from the ATM outside, followed by the sound of counting money.

With a "click", the lid of the banknote outlet opened, Huo Jianchao glanced behind him, reached out and took it out, there were thousands of yuan, and reached out to put it into the schoolbag.

This guy is a hacker!

It seems to be even more awesome than Zhou Yang!

However, if you think about it, even if he came from 2018, his technology can kill the 1995 ATM in seconds.

The 1995 ATM didn't even have a camera.

All kinds of anti-theft encryption technology is worse like.

Under the hands of this freak, this ATM is like a young girl with an IQ of only a one-year-old child, lying in front of a strong man who has just been released from prison for ten years.

Huo Jianchao operated it twice more until the machine could no longer spit out money.

It is estimated that more than 20,000 yuan was taken out before and after.

This machine is supposed to be put on display, so naturally it can't come up with too much money.

Huo Jianchao packed the money, pulled the rope out of the bank card again, and then took off the box above his head and put it in his schoolbag, and then came out with a heavy schoolbag.

Bai Ke also trembled and climbed down from the high platform, and a passing uncle also glanced at Bai Ke a few times.

It's too embarrassing, a billionaire, the top 100 richest Chinese, to look like a thief.

But this is too buggy.

At the moment, it's good to say that there isn't much money to steal from the ATM.

In another six months, banks went online.

Huo Jianchao wants to get some money to spend, isn't it as simple as cutting leeks in the field.

Grandma a bear!

People have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away.

is also reborn, and Bai Ke only has paste-like memories of his past life in his head.

Huo Jianchao took the system with him.

The eyes are open and closed, the sensitivity is 10 million, the strength is 100 million, and the intelligence is 1 trillion......

I'm going to go! How else is this playing?

Huo Jianchao raised his hand and made a monstrous case, but as if he was fine, he quickly recovered his youthful frivolity.

I started to be unable to walk again, jumping and jumping for a while.

In a blink of an eye, I came to the monument to the Soviet martyrs in Tahrir Square.

In front of this monument, in the morning, a group of people who made great efforts, squatting on the ground and waiting for someone to pick them up.

In the afternoon, a group of people asked for food, three or four meters in a row.

Huo Jianchao walked while holding a hundred-yuan bill in his hand, like stacking cards, boxy.

When passing by the front of the people asking for food, Huo Jianchao threw the hundred-yuan bill into the box in front of them.

Thrown to five people who asked for food.

Of the five who asked for food, only two saw it.

One was grateful, kneeling and kowtowing.

The other was so angry that he grabbed the hundred-dollar bill out of the box and threw it on the ground.

As if scolding: MMP, Lao Tzu wants a penny, you give 100 yuan, is your brain in water?

The other three didn't see anything.

The white guest was also confused.

Is this guy a good guy or a bad guy?

If he was a good person, who killed Ma Jian?

Was it really an accident?

Passing by the monument, Huo Jianchao came to a department store not far away and got in.

Bai Ke hurriedly followed.

The shops are densely populated with counters and crowds, making it easy for white customers to hide.

Just following secretly, Huo Jianchao suddenly came to a counter selling women's shoes.

I asked for a few pairs of high heels and fiddled with them happily.

Isn't it exposed?

Bai Ke watched a rice TV series that described a serial killer.

There's a serial killer in it who is particularly obsessed with women's shoes.

As long as the police took out his beautiful high heels, he obediently confessed.

This freak looks to have similar quirks.