Hearing this, Henry's team was in a hurry, and Henry suddenly became crazy, slammed into the mafia next to him, and knocked the mobile phone in his hand to the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But several "clicks" were heard, and several pistols were aimed at Henry at the same time.

"Please spare my daughter, I'll be rich soon, really." Henry threw up his hands and shouted, "If you hurt my daughter's hair, I promise you'll die without a place to bury." It's true! ”

As soon as these words came out, the mafia leader stopped his subordinates from continuing to act, and asked with a gloomy face:

"What a new project, let's talk about it!"

Henry took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "Help the watermelon god raise 100 million funds for free!" ”

"What?" “what？” ……

The mafia members screamed in surprise, and after a few seconds, the audience burst into laughter.

"Just you? Still want to help raise funds for child prodigies? ”

"What a terrible excuse you made up!"

……

In the midst of the audience's doubts, Henry nodded heavily: "I swear in the name of God, it's true." ”

When the sound fell, the laughter of the audience suddenly stopped.

The mafia leader frowned and was silent for a moment. He then waved his hand and told his men to retract their guns.

"Henry......" As soon as he spoke, the mafia leader paused, then changed his name and said, "Mr. Clive, you just swear to God, I can't do it, really." ”

The mafia's voice was much calmer, not at all aggressive.

It's just because of one name, and it's called:

Watermelon!

The word is a fruit, very ordinary, very ordinary, but when it becomes a human name, even these dark organizations that are not even taken into account by the federal police must be treated with caution.

Because, it was a humanoid nuclear bomb, and anyone who messed with it would be blown to pieces.

The Chicago consortium is awesome, right? The son-in-law and grandson were "committed suicide".

Iran is awesome, right? The Federation used ICBMs.

The United Nations is better, right? Almost disbanded.

"Mr. Clive, do you have any other evidence to prove it, otherwise I really won't be able to explain it to the back." The mafia leader repeated the sentence again, still very flat.

Hearing this, the mafia members looked at Henry; And Henry's team members looked at him the same.

It seems that everyone wants a definitive answer.

Feeling the attention of the audience, Henry panicked. Because, all he got was a verbal promise from the watermelon god.

"I, I ......"

Henry hesitated, but did not offer any evidence.

At this point, the team members were a little disappointed, and the mafia members began to feel angry in their hearts.

Who, dare to lie to us?!

With a few clicks, the gun opened the safety and aimed it at Henry again. The mafia leader's face turned pale, and he shouted angrily to his subordinates beside him:

"Tell the other side to cut off all the hands of his wife and daughter......"

Before the cold-blooded words were finished, at this moment, suddenly!

"Dididi!" "Dididi!" ……

It seems to be Henry's cell phone ringing.

What's the situation?

The mafia leader glanced at his men, and one of his men immediately stepped forward and searched Henry's phone for his body.

"Head, it's two Twitter messages!"

As soon as these words came out, Henry was overjoyed.

"It must be the watermelon god who sent me a message, it must be!" Henry shouted with his hands raised.

Hearing this, the audience was shocked.

The mafia leader hurriedly snatched the phone from his subordinates and opened Twitter.

"System prompt: 'Watermelon Ike' to add you as a friend!"

"System prompt: Your friend 'Watermelon Ike' just posted a new tweet and hooked you!"

At this moment, endless surprise welled up in the heart of the mafia leader.

Could it be that what Henry said was true?

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached over and snatched the phone. The mafia boss was furious and wanted to get angry.

But I saw that it was Henry who ran over, and he robbed it.

At this moment, the anger in the heart of the mafia leader disappeared in an instant.

"Mr. Clive, please let me see what the new tweet from the watermelon god is, is it okay?"

When the sound fell, the mafia members flocked to Henry, and Henry's team members also flocked to Henry excitedly.

"Boss, open it up and take a look!"

"Boss, let me see it too!"

……

In the airtight encirclement, Henry clicked into the Twitter page of the watermelon god. But see, there is indeed a new message under the Twitter homepage:

"The baby is so happy that I found a kind person to help me today. His name is Henry Clive, and I have decided to leave all the fund-raising to Mr. Clive. ”

"Hee-hee, Mr. Clive, I'm still waiting to build a pumpkin cart for Sister Alice!"

At the end of the message, Henry's Twitter account was returned.

This time, no one in the audience doubted it anymore. Henry's team members jumped for joy.

It's true, what the boss said is all true, more real than real gold.

We're going to make a name for ourselves all over the world, we're going to make a fortune.

At this moment, Henry smiled, and smiled very happily. The heart he had been carrying was finally let go, because the watermelon god had made a name for himself and sent a public message to his 3.5 billion fans.

What is the concept of 3.5 billion followers, that represents - the whole world.

"Mr. Mafia!" Henry looked at the mafia leader and said softly, "Do you still doubt me now?" ”

The mafia leader shook his head violently.

"So ......"

Before he finished speaking, the mafia leader immediately yelled at his men: "What are you still stunned for? And Mr. Clive's wife and little princess are about to be released. ”

"Yes, yes!"

"And apologize to Madame and Miss, be respectful, you know?"

"Yes, yes!"

"In addition, I will send another amount of moral compensation to Mrs. and Miss, do you hear?"

"Yes, yes!"

……

After giving the order, the mafia leader turned his head and looked at Henry with flattery.

Henry said coldly: "You still don't leave? ”

"Mr. Clive, I, I'm ......"

The mafia boss wanted to say something but didn't say it.

Seeing this scene, Henry frowned slightly: "What else is going on?" Are you worried that I won't be able to pay back? ”

"Nope! No! ”

The mafia leader waved his hands again and again, as if he had become as cowardly as a little white rabbit, but he spoke timidly:

"Mr. Clive, I would like to ask you a favor, is that okay?"

Henry stared at him quizzically.

At this moment, the mafia leader suddenly became solemn, and he spoke solemnly.

"Mr. Clive, on behalf of our mafia godfathers, I would like to donate $10 million to the watermelon god, free of charge."

What the?!

Henry was shocked, and so were the team members!

The mafia actually wants to donate money to the watermelon god? And it's a gratuitous donation without any compensation?

God, are you crazy?

You're a dark organization, when did you become so merciful?

oh，mygod！ (To be continued.) )