"Here's all my money, you use it first!"

"Wait, if you beat me up, I'm sick in bed, and I can't collect the bills, right?"

"Okay, okay, in three days, I'll send you the money with both hands in my hands!"

Jian Han's eyes widened, looking at the pile of feet on the screen, seven or eight pairs of feet wearing dirty sneakers, led by a foot in black leather shoes, surrounded a pair of feet wearing new sneakers, and then the black leather shoes moved forward until they were toe to toe with the new sneakers.

Immediately, an exciting scene happened - the new sneakers gradually left the ground, and finally only the toes barely touched the ground.

Then with a bang, Tuxin sneakers staggered back a few steps, and after walking back and forth in front of Tuxin sneakers a few times, the black leather shoes gradually disappeared under the cluster of dirty sneakers.

Jian Han: "......"

For the first time, she knew that gangster movies could still be made like this!

Starring: Black leather shoes, new sneakers; Supporting role: Seven or eight pairs of dirty sneakers!

A bunch of shoes turned out to be so thrilling!

The owner of the new sneakers is obviously a rather young and lively guy, when the black leather shoes are far away, he jumped on the spot twice, then raised his right foot, and in a blink of an eye pulled out a hundred-yuan bill from the heel of his right foot, at the same time, he said to himself with a hippie smile: "Fortunately, Lao Tzu has been prepared, MUM~ dear, my brother will rely on you to fly away!"

When Jian Han heard the sound of MUM, he thought that the money had just been taken out of his sneakers, and he suddenly felt a chill, and then reacted, this guy's money, I'm afraid it's all spent on his clothes, and after three days, he won't be able to take out a penny at all!

Such a gangster, relying on his youth and a little cleverness, squandered his life wantonly, and lived a life of drinking and drunkenness, which is not uncommon at the bottom of the big city.

Just as the owner of the new pair of sneakers was humming a pop tune, a little away, and was about to step out of the camera's field of vision, a low, magnetic bass suddenly rang out, this voice was very pleasant, full of devilish temptation, "Do you want to be the owner of a million dollars?"

Jian Han: "......!!"

Million dollar masters! She wanted to too!

The owner of the new sneakers paused, seemed to look back, probably saw Leohard's strange shape, and after a slight pause, he walked forward again.

But soon, he turned around again, and the new sneakers walked step by step to the pair of long legs lazily slumped on the ground in the camera, quiet for a long time, he slowly squatted down, and then, a young and handsome face appeared on the screen, looking definitely no more than twenty years old, with three metal rings hanging fashionably on the tip of his eyebrows, and a string of tattooed letters on the exposed collarbone.

He restrained his hippie smile since he appeared, opened his eyes, and asked seriously and seriously, "You say, you can make me the owner of a million dollars?"

Jian Han's eyes were about to pop out, she grabbed both sides of the tablet with both hands, and rolled and rolled on the bed in a frenzy, hell, what kind of shape is Leo Hard now, can a homeless man easily win the trust of others?!

eBay reappeared, and this time, Leohard chose two cheap outfits for himself and his freshly baked henchmen — an Arabian-style white robe with a checkered turban, and a slim-fitting black striped suit, for a total of eighty dollars, so he was left with a pitiful five dollars.

When Nick reappeared in the camera with new clothes, a hedgehog-like hairstyle was combed into three or seven points by the obedient hair oil, all the eyebrow rings and earrings were removed, and he even had a naughty mustache under his nose.

He couldn't help but ask, "Hi, boss, what are we going to do next?"

The camera slowly turned away from Nick in front of the mirror, and turned to the sofa not far away, the man's body was wrapped in a white robe, revealing a small part of the side face, with beautiful lines, and on the coffee table in front of him was a news of the Arab king's visit to Indonesia, he raised his hand and lightly scratched a trace under the Mercedes-Benz S600.

The camera cuts to the Arabian prince and his henchman at the rental car shop, and Nick is in the manager's room yelling at a somewhat depressed car dealer, "Holy! If Prince Abdul hadn't been on a whim, how could he have come to you to rent a car!"

"His Royal Highness the Prince's love will be transported from Indonesia in three days."

"No, no, it's not that we can't afford a car, but your car here, there's nothing worth buying, remember, Your Royal Highness, only a limited edition!"

"What? Do you want His Royal Highness's most honorable assistant, that is, me, to do the work of a driver? You have to provide a driver, you have to!"

In the corner of the camera, His Royal Highness the Prince looked like he was out of the way, took out a dark purple bag, gently poured out the diamonds inside, and stacked these small things one by one like stacked blocks.

Watching his movements, the manager of the car shop and Nick fell silent at the same time, and a moment later, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was somewhat absent-minded, lost his hand, and the diamond tower that was built into a pyramid collapsed, and one of the mischievous little things rolled at the feet of the manager of the car dealership.

Looking at the little fingernail-sized, shiny little thing, the manager of the car dealership couldn't help but swallow his saliva, Nick bent down, picked up the lost little thing, pulled out the decorative handkerchief in the pocket of his suit, wiped it carefully, and put it back in front of the prince.

His Royal Highness the Prince has once again started his game of stacking blocks.

Nick's voice sounded softly: "The prince has only quarreled with His Majesty for the time being, and although his account is frozen, he can pay the bill with his small toys at any time." ”

The camera switched, two extended Mercedes-Benz slowly drove out of the car dealership, through the brown glass, you can vaguely see the deep and graceful silhouette of His Royal Highness the Prince, Nick's excited and somewhat incoherent voice sounded: "HI, boss, what are we going to do next?"

The camera zoomed in, and the newspaper in the hand of His Royal Highness the Prince was quickly enlarged, and his fingers once again scratched a trace, this time, it was the words of as many as 1,500 people in his entourage.

When His Royal Highness the Arabian Prince and his entourage came out of the security company, the second extended Mercedes was filled with tall and capable black-clad bodyguards.

In the camera, Nick's face was full of pride, and he showed a little uneasiness, peeking into the back seat from the rearview mirror from time to time, and he stammered: "Old, boss-"

Obviously, this street bum, a series of empty gloves white wolf actions shocked him, and at the same time, Nick couldn't help but be in awe, in case someone exposed-