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At this time, the old man had already run to the place where Zhang Yang covered the banknotes, and after uncovering it, he desperately took it with both hands, and covered it with a sheet when his chest was full, and after putting it in the drawer, he lay on the bed contentedly, so anxious that Liu Biao surrounded the old man, but looking at the old man's skinny figure, it was really difficult to start, so he could only watch the old man put the money in the drawer. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What are you doing? Seeing that your face is red, why are you so excited? You're billionaires now, please, don't take a few dollars and look like you're dead, you have to have a little bit of a billionaire's bearing, understand? Generous ......"

"A few dollars...... Liu Biao felt stuffiness in his chest, and there was a feeling of vomiting blood, just now it was at least hundreds of thousands of dollars, and in the old man's mouth, it actually became a few dollars.

This time, Liu Biao met an opponent, compared with the old man's iron rooster, Liu Biao is too tender and too tender, he is far from an opponent, and he can only sit on the chair and sulk, secretly ruthless, but he is helpless against the old man.

Soon, everything was done according to what the old man said, and the barber came to the door, but in less than three hours, the old man had become a rich man full of might, and people did not dare to look sideways between his gestures, that is, Liu Biao was dumbfounded, this change was too great, at first he was still a bad old man, and now, wearing a brand-name suit, changing into a bright leather shoes, and wearing the gold watch of the dead fat man, he has completely become two people...... "How about it?" ”

The old man very elegantly pulled his tie, picked up a cigar, and pulled out a high-end lighter and smiled.

I have to say that the old man's acting skills are first-class, and now, the old man looks more like a boss, and Liu Biao and Zhang Yang are his bodyguards.

"Good old man!" Liu Biao gave a thumbs up, he really admired it.

"Is it worth the money?" The old man smiled faintly, took out a dollar and lit it with a lighter, and then lit a cigar with a burning banknote, looking calm and calm.

"It's worth it, it's just...... It's just that...... We don't have to waste our money so much......" Liu Biao looked at the burning hundred dollars, and his heart tingled, this was a month's living expenses when he was in school.

"Hahaha, money is more important than life when it is not there, if it reaches a certain amount, then, it is a waste paper, a waste paper for lighting cigarettes, understand? A piece of waste paper that can't even compare to toilet paper! The old man's tone was full of wisdom.

……

Zhang Yang and Liu Biao couldn't help but ponder for a while, this kind of theory, three-year-old children know, but in this world, how many people can really treat money as dung?

Obviously, very little!

"Don't think about it, in fact, what is the purpose of making money? Isn't it just to spend happily, some people make money, for fame, some people make money, for life, some people make money, they have nothing to do, no matter what kind of purpose of making money, its purpose is to maximize the use of banknotes, and the only value of banknotes is to use, so, if we have money, don't think about Grande's set, flowers, ruthless flowers! Wait, I'll take you on a shopping spree so that you can enjoy what is God! ”

"Still going on a shopping spree?" Liu Biao blinked wide-eyed at the mountains of clothes and shoes in the room.

"I don't need it anymore, it's you, look at yourself, like a billionaire?" The old man pinched Liu Biao's clothes and said with a sad look.

"......" Liu Biao was speechless, standing with the old man, he had a feeling of self-shame.

"Knock...... Knock knock knock...... Knock knock! ”

When a few people were making trouble, the door rang, and the knocking sound was very regular, and when he heard the knock, the old man who was a little carried away suddenly became nervous, like a boy who was in love for the first time.

"How am I now? How am I now? The old man grabbed Liu Biao's shoulder and said eagerly.

"Nice, very good......"

"Zhang Yang, what do you see?" The old man ran to Zhang Yang again, and he seemed to be a little suspicious of Liu Biao.

"It's good, just a little thin, but it's in good spirits." Zhang Yang nodded, indeed, although the old man was recovering from a serious illness, but because after taking a bath, he wore a new suit, and his messy hair was cleaned up very softly, giving people a very refreshing and spiritual feeling, of course, there was still a trace of fatigue in his eyes, after all, he had been locked up for more than a month.

"Well, that's good!"

The old man stood up straight with a serious face, gently tidied up his tie, slowly walked to the door, and opened the door very chicly, the old woman was wearing a set of straight women's tight professionals, black, looking formal, heroic, and eye-catching, the old man's beige suit, with the old woman's black professional, was like a pair made in heaven...... The atmosphere was not relaxed, it was very dignified, the old woman's hair was neatly combed, she stood at the door, her eyes looked at the old man, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

The two of them stared silently, as if time had frozen.

Finally, the old woman moved first.

"I know, you won't leave me!" The old woman stretched out her hand and touched the old man's thin face gently, and her slender fingers, which were already a little withered, slowly rubbed on the orange-like face.

"Please!" The old man smiled slightly, took one of the woman's hands, and made an extremely noble gesture with the other, like a polite nobleman inviting someone to dance.

……

Looking at this scene, Zhang Yang and Liu Biao were inexplicably throbbing, if it is said that love, who can love and the loyalty between the old woman and the old man?

Yes! However, very little.

No wonder the old man's extremely weak body now has to be quickly cleaned up and dressed, he doesn't want the old woman to see how he is suffering, he doesn't want the old woman to worry about him, among them, how can it not be a great love...... "Old man, don't be so numb, okay, we are still children......" Liu Biao wiped his eyes that were a little red, he had a lot of opinions about the old couple who were still staring affectionately after walking into the room, which made him very depressed, and he missed his little Qing sister very much.

"Ahem...... Right...... Right...... You are still children, underage children...... Let's go, today we have a day off, let go of everything, the capital of Somalia, there are still things to see, besides, I have to wrap up for you......"

"Well, the money?" Zhang Yang is now a little annoyed by the pile of cash.

"Hehe, don't worry, I'll find a way to get it done, we can't live with so many bills every day!" The old man laughed.

Zhang Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, now, this big trouble has been dealt with, he feels relieved, he believes in the old man, the old man is an excellent killer after all, although he is only an excellent third-rate killer, but, as a killer, there will definitely be some channels, and it should not be a big problem to deal with this cash.

"By the way, you are rich now, what are your plans?" The old man asked.

"Old man, I want you to help me." When it came to business, Zhang Yang's expression became serious.

"Hmm." The old man seemed to be affected by the flamboyant emotion, and sat down in a precarious manner.

"We're going to build a killer organization, a killer organization that can be compared to the mythical era, and I'm going to build a killer training base in Somalia, and the place has been identified, and the person who started talking to you has been loyal to us, so what we need most now is your help, because you know how to train a killer, you know how to find missions, and most importantly, you still have a lot of channels, such as money laundering, arms smuggling, etc......"

"Killer organization!" The old man's eyes lit up, and he glanced at the old woman, this is their dream, it has always been their dream to enter the Age of Mythology, this killer organization has always been their dream, if they can establish a killer organization comparable to the Age of Mythology, it will be a great achievement that he will be proud of all his life.

"Yes, the Killer Organization!" Zhang Yang nodded.

"However, although this is a huge fortune, it is more than enough to set up a third-rate killer organization, but if you want to set up an organization that wants to compete with the mythical era with this little money, it is impossible, you know? Hire a famous killer in the Age of Mythology, and perform a mission, at least tens of millions, and the money you have here is only enough to hire a few times......" The old man's bright eyes darkened, and he smiled bitterly.

"Hehe, money is not a problem, the Gulf of Aden has inexhaustible wealth!" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

"What do you mean by that?" The old man's eyes lit up again.

"What is Somalia best known for?" Zhang Yang sells the pass.

“…… Pirates ......" The old man suddenly stood up and said with an excited face: "You mean to say that we control the pirates of the whole of Somalia?" ”

"Control can't be talked about, the pirate factions in Somalia are too chaotic, at least, we have to control the voice!" The flamboyant tone was filled with an unparalleled confidence.

(To be continued)