[Scroll of Disturbance of the Thread of Fate: This is a feeble request from a father who prays that fate will bring his youngest daughter, Lola, back to him.] World Restriction: Mystery beyond the "slight" level cannot be used, and violating it will require the cost of additional Destiny Power to smooth it out. Rewards: New Destiny Force and Ancient Electromagnetic Cannon crafting materials. 】

Lola, who is Lola exactly?

Although he had been playing a little wave in the past two days, Shen Yan had never forgotten the purpose of his coming to this world - the ancient electromagnetic cannon was still waiting for him - so it was not so much that he was a wave, but that Shen Yan was using an alternative method to achieve his goal.

Ahem, whether you believe it or not, Shen Yan believes it anyway.

Besides, he has also done a lot of things, such as first determining that the little policewoman is not his mission target - according to common sense, the little policewoman is the first indigenous person in the world he has contacted, and her name is Lola, in this case, according to the basic routine, the mission target should be this person! That's why Shen Yan spent energy to confirm this matter, but the final answer was no...... At least none of her fathers can come up with electromagnetic ** paper as a reward.

If you can't get paid, what's the use of saving you?

So Shen Yan immediately gave up the little policewoman coldly, ruthlessly and cruelly - even if you are robbed by the underworld like this and that, and then transformed into a meat weapon, I will not save you!

Secondly, he also got the start-up capital and a foothold in this world, all of which were done in one day, how can you say that it is a wave?

The only pity is that even if Shen Yan swept all the racing parties overnight, he only earned a little more than 180,000 US dollars. Lao Mei doesn't carry too much cash on her (not only is it easy to be robbed, but she will also be arrested by the police), and Shen Yan can't accept the check. So even if he emptied those people's wallets, he could only get so much.

And you can only do this once...... Do you think those who drive supercars to late-night parties really love drag racing? Don't be stupid, what they really love is to show off cars and bubble horses.

The organizers of the party first hired a large number of wild models to stimulate the hormones of the young people with revealing clothing. And then add the high-decibel silver moon brainwashing, an unlimited supply of beer to lower IQ and some you know...... Seducing these people to spend money. Coupled with the beauties and some brain-dead girls brought by the rich second generation, this made the beauties at the party like a cloud, and the atmosphere became hotter and hotter, and finally attracted more people to come to consume...... That's the business.

Shen Yan jumped out to mock and slap his face, harvested his wallet, and the young man's brain was hot...... This trick can only be used once. Next time, even if he actually drove a tractor, there would not be many people to compare with him...... Everyone is not stupid. So after Shen Yan harvested this wave, he directly left the van on the side of the road and left with a backpack of money. Since then, there is no "drug dealer" brother on the rivers and lakes, but the legend of the "drug dealer" brother will still be circulated.

The "drug dealer" brother will become a villain if he stays, but he will become an idol for the race car drivers when he leaves, because his shining moment like a meteor streaks a legendary gold color on the circle, and every racer will relish his story from then on - to put it bluntly, everyone wants to pretend to be like him!

Just thinking about it makes me excited, and I feel like I die without regrets!

Here, Shen Yan was secretly having fun, while crackling on the computer, trying to find information about "Lola" on the Internet;

Mike, who was driving to the film studio, was already confused......

*****

"Wait! Fack! What are you doing?! ”

As Mike drove to the studio, he saw a black man clearly from a gang standing guard at the door, wearing a cap and a big shirt that would hold his ass. A van was parked in the yard, and two workers were at work — fortunately moving things into the workshop rather than onto the car.

"Hey Man," the black man said, making a very cultured look, stopping Mike as he was about to go inside, "private territory, please do not enter." He lifted his fat shirt to reveal the handle of the gun pinned to his belt.

"Go to Nima's private territory, this is my house! My Turf! Mike said stiffly, pressing his hand on the handle of the gun as well.

"Wait, you said this is your place, are you the white fat man the boss said? I'm Rama, the security manager of this factory. You'll have to tell me your name so I can confirm you're who the boss said you were. ”

That's right, this Rama is the old friend of Franklin in the game, the second cargo Rama Davis. When Shen Yan drove by the black community in the early morning, he happened to find that this kid was beaten and thrown on the side of the road, so he picked it up. Rama has a bad brain, often short-circuits things, and is a typical pig teammate in the game. But he is very vain (especially easy to fool), and he is also brainless, Shen Yan is very good at such people.

He gave Rama a manager title and money, and then put on a gesture of trust, and asked Rama to pat his chest and assure that the studio would be fine! Shen Yan began to place orders everywhere to buy things.

"Mike! Mike De Santa. Mike replied with a sigh of rage.

"That's right, it's you, the boss left something for you, wait a minute......" Rama turned and entered the studio. Mike took the opportunity to look at the items that had been removed from the truck, all of which were products of a chemical reagent company. Why did Shen Yan buy these goods, "Fack! Does he want to make explosives? ”

In less than a minute, Rama came out of the studio with an old-fashioned cell phone and stuffed it for Mike. Mike turned on the phone, and when he saw the only phone number, he dialed it without hesitation. "Watfack! I'm lending you a place to hide, what are you doing in it? ”

"Meet and talk." Shen Yan said calmly.

"Where are you now?" In desperation, Mike could only ask.

"Hilton Hotel, don't report the house number and come up directly, I'm on the twenty-first floor."

"You mean the Hilton Hotel in St. Gabriel? The one for four hundred dollars a day? ”

"Of course."

"Falk squid! Fake, squid! Mike hung up.

*****

Shen Yan did stay at the Hilton Hotel for four hundred dollars a night, but he didn't pay for it.

He came in through a window, and with a comb he took care of the power and internet problems in the room. Then I took a shower and cleaned up, and then slept beautifully, and the next day I woke up and bought a notebook and started looking up information on the Internet.

Although the hotel is also electronic, and the front desk can see when any room is connected to the power - the ultimate executor of the management is still people, and Hilton has 222 rooms, and they have a heavy workload. Besides, with Lao Mei's atmosphere of opening anytime and anywhere, it is normal for a certain staff member to open a guest room to spend the Spring Festival with someone in a hurry...... Therefore, Shen Yan stayed in the room for most of the day and no one came to disturb him.

Mike finally came, and as Shen Yan said, he evaded the waiter and quietly came to the twenty-first floor, and then was admitted to the room by Shen Yan.

"Fack...... You're going to enjoy it. After looking around the room, Mike pulled out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet and collapsed on the couch in a state of despair. Shen Yan noticed that his expression seemed to be in a trance, and it seemed that something had happened.

"Wine has to be paid, otherwise it will become a waiter's compensation." Shen Yan reminded casually, and found a cup to drink with Mike, "Is there something wrong and you need my help?" ”

To be honest, Mike came to Shen Yan today instead of his friends, which means that Shen Yan is different in his eyes.

The first is that after Lao Mai went home, he watched the news of "Arrow Man" several times, and with his experience of being born and dying for so many years, he immediately guessed that Shen Yan was not an ordinary person. And he thought a little deeper (including the analysis on TV), why did you say that Shen Yan was such a capable person, why did he keep pretending to be an embroidered pillow (of course he couldn't guess that Shen Yan had been replaced)? Still making those garbage bad movies? Would you rather mess around among women than be sharp?

It's a person who has to think about it. This is a commodity society, and the quality of hiding weapons in ancient times has long been lost, and now it is popular to have a point to make a 12-point posture.

He had seen the speed of Shen Yan's drive that day, was it really a straw bale? Why should such a person be willing to be bland, the connotation of which is terrifying! Maybe people are really like comics, living a different two-sided life.

So if you want Shen Yan to make a film or something, it has long been left behind, and he is looking for someone to discuss today.

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PS: This, there may be another book friend who wants to talk about water. This is the "pressure" in the way of writing, Lao Lei is used to stabilizing this kind of place first.