Chapter 166: You Broke My Leg...

"," the barbecue stall owner was confused, what did I say about a supernatural event, isn't it a story of starting a business to make money?

"Well, that money, it seems to have disappeared since then, and I don't know where it went." The barbecue stall owner said.

"Boss," Luo Fatzi suddenly lowered his voice, looking mysterious.

"What's the matter?" The barbecue stall owner looked at the appearance of the fat man Luo, and his heart trembled, how did he feel that this fat man was going to pit himself.

"Boss, I see, that blood-stained money is very likely to be in your pile of money." Luo Fatzi pointed to the cash that the guy was swiping over there.

Barbecue stall owner: "......"

"I don't think it's better to be like this, boss, I feel that there is a faint blood in your stack of money," Luo Fatzi looked like a magic stick, "Why don't you leave it to me, I'll help you deal with it." ”

"Oh yes, for the sake of eating your barbecue tonight, I won't charge you a fee." Luo Fatzi behaved very righteously and awe-inspiring.

The owner of the barbecue stall wants to hit someone: "......"

I have never seen such a brazen person...... Not only to take their own money, but also to say it so openly ...

What's even more shameless is that he collected his own money, and even said that he would help himself waive the handling fee......

"Ahem," the barbecue owner coughed lightly, "Well, I'm going to close tonight." If you have eaten well, let's leave. I'm afraid it's too late and it's not safe. ”

Seeing that Luo Fatzi was still staring at the stack of cash that his buddy was washing, the barbecue stall owner said helplessly, "What, I happen to have some fresh prawns that haven't been sold, I'll pack them for you and take them back." ”

After speaking, the owner of the barbecue stall packed a box of prawns and handed it to Luo Fatzi, "Let's go, let's go..."

Luo Fatzi reluctantly stood up and muttered, "Boss, don't push me, I haven't finished eating yet......"

……

The four of them left the barbecue stall and walked aimlessly, intending to take a taxi outside Swing Flower Street.

As he was walking, suddenly a voice came from a quiet alley on the side, "Mobile phone film, 50 yuan waterproof tempered film, now only 15 yuan." ”

"Small combs, tired pants, socks are sold cheaply, tired pants are ten yuan for three pieces, fifteen yuan for four, buy more and cheaper."

"Fresh local fruits, wrapped sweet, not sweet no money!"

Wang Sen looked over, it was an old man who was setting up a stall, and there were all kinds of small things on it.

The old man raised his head, glanced at Wang Sen and the four of them with compassion, and said faintly, "Young man, do you want to buy something?" It's all small things, cheap and practical. ”

Wang Sen smiled slightly, turned his head and asked the fat man and Ye Wen Zhang Yang, "Do you want to experience the feeling of counting money and cramping your hands?" ”

"Of course I want to," Luo Fatzi nodded again and again, "I want to sleep until I wake up naturally every day, I can't swallow until I eat, and I count the money until my hands cramp!" ”

Ye Wen glanced at Wang Sen suspiciously, and then at the old man who set up the stall, "Brother Sen, you don't want to make a fortune by setting up a stall, right?" But yes, I've heard that some people earn 100,000 a month by setting up a stall at night. ”

Wang Sen smiled and shook his head.

Zhang Yang said on the side, "Ye Wen, you don't know Brother Sen too well. The night market sells things cheaply, and only a few cents can be made by selling a piece, Brother Sen must be going to sell the goods to schools, subway stations, and office buildings, which is to make a middleman to make the difference! ”

Wang Sen shook his head.

", Brother Sen, you don't want to grab the stall!?" Luo Fatzi was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab Wang Sen, "Brother Sen, think twice, this is a three-year start." ”

Wang Sen shook his head again and sighed, "I've been a roommate for so long, you don't know me too well. ”

Ye Wen and Zhang Yang nodded, and glanced at Luo Fatzi with disdain, "That's it, how could Brother Sen be like this...... the groove. ”

Before the two finished speaking, they saw Wang Sen walk up to the old man who was setting up the stall, half a meter away from the stall, and slowly lay on the ground and put on a comfortable posture......

Then he shouted pompously, "Hit someone, hit someone!" Ah, old man, your stall hit me! ”

"Ding ding, the blood-stained money ghost is confused, and the stall has touched the porcelain??? …… Intelligence +1"

"Ding ding, the blood-stained money ghost is speechless, you are too pompous to touch porcelain, right? My stall is half a meter away from you, hit a yarn! …… Intelligence +1"

"Ding ding, the blood-stained money ghost is angry, Lao Tzu's stall is to spread a piece of cloth on the ground, hit your sister, and break your leg??? …… Intelligence +1"

Luo Fatzi, Ye Wen and Zhang Yang looked at each other, never expected that Brother Sen's method of counting money and hand cramps was actually touching porcelain......

Ye Wen was surprised: "It's worthy of Brother Sen, no one has ever been able to guess his thoughts." After a pause, he said, "But Brother Sen's choice of this target is problematic, how much money can an old man who sets up a stall get." ”

Fat Luo nodded, "Amazing, I still underestimate Brother Sen...... The cheek is up. ”

"However, Brother Sen, aren't you afraid of starting in three years?" Ye Wen and Zhang Yang looked at Wang Sen, who fell to the ground and touched the porcelain, with a confused face.

Luo Fatzi glanced at the weird old man who had a twitch at the corner of his mouth, pulled Ye Wen and Zhang Yang aside, lowered his voice and said seriously, "You don't know, in fact, Brother Sen is ......"

"Huh?" Ye Wen and Zhang Yang saw the mysterious appearance of Luo Fatzi, and they all pricked up their ears.

"Brother Sen is participating in a reality show!" Luo Fatzi said seriously, "Well, the theme of this reality show is a big test of acting skills!" ”

"The program team will assign a task to Brother Sen at any time, and then he will perform it immediately." Luo Fatzi looks like he is taking care of things.

"Oh, I see," Ye Wen suddenly realized, and then looked around looking for the miniature camera, "This is what Colonel Zhang helped introduce, right?" Brother Sen, this is going to develop in the entertainment industry! ”

Zhang Yang nodded on the side, looking at Wang Sen, who did not have a painful expression on his face, but was wailing loudly in his mouth, the corners of his mouth twitched, "Eh, I see, but Brother Sen's acting skills are too exaggerated, right?" If you want to enter the entertainment industry, you still need to practice. ”

"Smack", Ye Wen patted Zhang Yang's head, "If you want Mao's acting skills, I look at Brother Sen's appearance, you can take the route of small fresh meat." ”

……

Wang Sen, who was lying on the ground over there, hugged his legs and shouted "legs, legs," while looking at the blood-stained old ghost who had no reaction.

Damn, why can't this old ghost come over and lose money? Is his acting skills too exaggerated? Alas, I didn't return the "touch porcelain" skill to the system before I knew it...

What's next? Is it to squeeze out a few tears? Or should I a few times? Or some fluid coming out of the corners of your mouth? Shouldn't we add some adjectives other than shouting legs?

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