Even in the photonic century, the magic of money still has an incomparably great magic.

If you don't have a photon, you can be a grandson, but if you don't have money, you won't even be qualified to be a grandson.

This is a reality and an inevitable result of the development of human civilization. China is now in the middle stage of socialism, and the distribution of money is still a benchmark to measure the value of a person.

The so-called penny is difficult to defeat a hero, and O'Neill is obviously not a hero.

Just an hour ago, when Director Xu handed him 20,000 yuan, he refused without hesitation. On the two red tickets, he saw not glory, but his blood. He is just a young man at the bottom of society, a hard-working and unemployed man who just wants to one day fly out of the earth and into space with his mecha.

He was very sure that as long as he took the two bundles of bills, he would sell his soul, his ideals, and his life. He finally returned to Earth alive, and he didn't want to lose himself easily.

20,000 yuan is not enough to save his grandmother, he needs to live well, and he needs to let his only relative live well. He thought that the gang of hard-working friends who had been with him for several years would lend a helping hand, but he was disappointed.

After the last life-saving straw of "Briquette" also abandoned him, his heart sank a little bit, and a sad color appeared in his eyes.

He began to doubt himself;

doubting life;

Doubt the ideals that I have been fighting for for five years.

Just when the brown-haired young man's worldview was about to collapse, a large bundle of red tickets was handed to him: "Oh, there are 12,700 here, take it for emergency." There is also 41660, you just need to follow me back to school, and I will transfer it all to you. ”

Xiao Zhang chose to help.

Although he was an out-and-out loser, and although he was in need of money, when he stood aside and watched coldly, he saw something called despair in the depths of the brown-haired youth's eyes. He's had this kind of thing before, but he's very lucky, he has a good mom and a black-faced dad who actually loves him but doesn't admit it. And this brown-haired young man must not be so lucky, not only has no one to help, but also a grandmother waiting to be rescued.

Although Xiao Zhang's flesh hurt a little, he still touched out a large bundle of red tickets that were not hot.

O'Neill raised his head in astonishment and looked at Xiao Zhang for twenty seconds.

"You, you're going to lend me money?"

"Well, of course, you have to sign this loan agreement, so I can take it back and pay it back." Xiao Zhang nodded, patted the red ticket, and showed the same obscene smile on his face as Old Man Huo.

O'Neill licked his lips that were a little dry, 10,000 yuan was not much, he used to squander no less than 500,000 yuan on mecha research, but when he needed it urgently, he found that 10,000 yuan was really like a mountain, heavy.

He was not a casual handout, and he was also vigilant: "Brother, why did you lend it to me? Was it Zhou Hansheng's idea, or was it Old Man Xu's idea? ”

Xiao Zhang smiled, retracted the hand holding the red ticket, did not refute or explain, only shrugged his shoulders, and said in an obvious pretending tone: "I spent 9,000 this morning too early, and spent 41,660 at noon to eat a photon dinner in Jinghua Building, this 12,700 is a mouthful!" ”

"In that case, I won't sign the loan agreement." O'Neill suddenly snatched the money that had not yet been put in his trouser pocket, got up and ran out the door.

"Wait! In addition, 41660 you don't want anymore? The corners of Xiao Slag's mouth trembled a little, and he felt that he was pretending to be a little too much.

O'Neill turned around and sneered: "Why do you care about a piece of paper when you are so stubborn?" ”

"This ......" Xiao Zhang scratched his head, "Actually, it's like this, I'm a Harvard cleaner, and I also borrowed a lot of money from others in order to maintain the cleaning robot, and with your loan agreement, I can tell the creditor, it's not that I haven't worked hard to make money, it's that I spend money like water, and I like to be a good person." Of course, I have to keep my name for doing good deeds, otherwise the creditors will definitely not believe me. ”

"It's really not Old Man Xu's?" O'Neill looked at Xiao Zhang for a few seconds and asked with a solemn expression.

"No, I don't know what Old Man Xu looks like, it has nothing to do with him. If you don't believe me, you can take the 12,700 and leave; If you want to take the other 40,000, you will have to sign an agreement, and when you will pay it back, you will see how to do it. Of course, I have one additional clause. Xiao Zhang also replied cautiously.

…

Walking out of the R1 arena, Xiao Zhang was empty-handed.

To be exact, he spent a night shopping and only got back a broken card-style loan contract.

Where is tomorrow's breakfast, don't know;

Whether you can enter the third hall of the competition hall tomorrow is not settled.

There are stars and moon tonight, and the starry sky is very clear.

Walking on the sparsely populated streets, Xiao Zhang did not feel lonely. His 741 robot followed him, like a guard leader, chattering and reporting to him along the way. Just in case, before he came to the R1 arena, he mobilized a hundred cleaning robots in advance, and these robots were all hidden on the way home, from garbage bins to sewers, from street corners to rooftop eaves, and even lurking under a police shuttle parked on the side of the road. There is only one goal, to ensure that he can call the police in time before he is killed.

His worries were not unfounded, and on the second route back, a total of six men in black were hiding in the corners and waiting for him. There were three routes he could take when he returned, and 741 told him that there were the fewest enemies in ambush on this route.

Three black-clothed men surrounded them in horns, all wearing black armor and holding long knives and short clubs in their hands.

"Boy, fight * robbery, if you know what's interesting, lie down and don't move!" The tallest man in black in the center snorted coldly.

Xiao Zhang patted the head of the 741 robot and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that it will call the police?" ”

"Hey, hey! After ten o'clock, the air patrol officers were invited to have supper by us, and the mechanical waves here have been covered by us, so don't leave anything to chance, and Lao Tzu doesn't want your life, just unload your two arms, and take them back to hand over the errand. After the big man in black finished sneering, he waved his big hand and motioned for the other two to do it.

A cold light suddenly rose in Xiao Zhang's eyes, and without waiting for the opponent to act, his body took the lead in moving.

I saw him throw his hands sharply, and the 741 robot turned into a silver light and smashed into the big man in black, and then, his body shot out close to the ground, sweeping like a whirlwind towards the man in black holding a short stick in the left hand direction.

The speed was fast, the shot was ruthless, and in less than a hundredth of a second, the man in black with a short stick fell to the ground with a bang. Immediately after, the blue shadow shook again, leaping high from the black-clothed man on the right, raising his arms, and bombarding down like a killing god.

The big man in black noticed the change, and couldn't help but be shocked, roared angrily, and swung his knife at the "garbage can" that was about to cover his face. The knife in his hand was made of M3 material, and the general alloy could be cut with a wave, and this suddenly flying garbage can would definitely not be able to withstand his full blow.

The next second, he was stupid.

With a click, the M3 alloy knife snapped at the waist, and the silver "garbage can" continued to fly in, sticking to his arm. At the moment of flying, two three-inch-long nail clippers suddenly poked out, cutting his armor like cutting tofu, and then cutting his arm muscles.

The big man in black covered his injured arm, a little frightened. The attack power coming from that damn dumpster was at least level 2 70, which was slightly higher than his attack power, and his boss "Shenma" classmate told him that the opponent was just a scumbag, at most level 90.

"You, aren't you a scumbag Xiao Zhang?" The big man in black asked in horror as he stared to the right.

Twenty meters away on the right, Xiao Zhang slowly stood up.

The black-clothed men on the left and right sides were lying on the ground, and the one on the left was swept by the thunderbolt leg and fell to the ground hugging his knees and howling; And the one on the right was first broken off by the hand of Zhenmei, and then was hit by an iron elbow and fell to the ground, only convulsed, and couldn't even wail.