This sentence stunned the man, and then he stretched out his hand back as if insulted: "Get me three thousand yuan." [Full text reading] "A boy like him doesn't usually need to bring money, even if he has a wallet, he won't have too much cash, at most a few gold cards." But the bodyguard will carry a certain amount of cash with him in case of emergency on some occasions. A bodyguard behind him frowned, but he still reluctantly ordered three thousand cash and put it in the hand of the boy.

Brother Gongzi took the money and waved his hand, threw a stack of banknotes at Bai Shaoliu's head, and shouted: "Liar, you miscalculated!" Then the next scene should be that the banknotes are flying and scattered all over Xiaobai's body, but the man didn't see this scene in front of him. I saw Bai Shaoliu stretch out his left hand and take it all in his hand while the stack of banknotes had not yet spread out in the air. Then he sat there and nodded, "I'm sorry, I miscalculated, you're smart." Thank you too, I'm just short of money. ”

Before Xiaobai's voice fell, the man's face changed, and he had already reacted that he had been tricked unconsciously, and inexplicably gave this liar 3,000 yuan. It's a small thing to give money, but it's a big thing to lose face, and he can't help but do it immediately. At this moment, the little girl suddenly giggled, laughing very happily, she pulled the man's sleeve and said, "Brother Huang, you are so funny, did you deliberately make me happy?"

The smile disappeared like a smoke, and the man's face immediately softened, and he turned his head and said, "It's good that Sister Xiaoxi is happy, I like to see you smile the most." ...... You've had enough, don't stay in this kind of place for long, let's go. The man dragged the little girl away, and when the little girl left, she turned around and said, "Don't lie to people anymore!

Xiao Bai folded the money in his pocket and smiled secretly in his heart: "Who knows who you are? If you miscalculate, you will be wrong, anyway, I am not a fortune teller, but these 3,000 yuan are real! I am really lucky today, someone will give me a pillow as soon as I want to sleep, and when I run out of money, I will meet the wronged man." ”

Xiaobai happily took the money, and at the same time he secretly sighed in his heart - if he can peek into people's hearts and make good use of it, he can get what he wants. The group walked out of the street, and the man surnamed Huang quietly gestured to a bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard stopped, and after waiting for the people in front of him to walk away, he turned around and strode back, heading straight for Bai Shaoliu. This person is estimated to be a bully under Young Master Huang, so he walked directly to Bai Shaoliu and reached out to grab his collar without even saying a word. can be a bodyguard or practice boxing and kicking for a few years, but he grabbed a void when he stretched out his hand.

Bai Shaoliu paid attention to it when he came, and he also felt the vicious murderous aura in his heart, and he had long expected what he wanted to do. That boy still wants to deal with him like this, Xiaobai is also angry in his heart, so he is not polite at all. As the bodyguard reached out to him, he suddenly stood up with a little force on his right foot, cut his left hand into the numbing tendon behind the man's elbow, then clenched his fist and struck him in the softest part of his stomach under his sternum, and finally reached out and struck lightly at the cartilage of his throat. He accomplished so many movements in a short period of time, because the bodyguard's movements seemed to him like slow motion. In fact, he still had time to dig out the bird's nest under the bodyguard, then the other party would be miserable, but it was too yin and Xiaobai would not do that.

As soon as the bodyguard stretched out his hand, he screamed and squatted down with his arms and stomach. Then he raised his head and covered his throat with one hand, glanced at Bai Shaoliu like a ghost, got up and ran away. Bai Shaoliu didn't even have time to say a majestic "Get out!"

It turns out that he is so powerful? When he fights with others, he has a person's left hand! Xiaobai was just a little self-absorbed, when he heard someone around him applaud and laughed: "Okay, little brother, it's really good, both civil and military...... I don't even see how you move your hands?"

When I looked back, I didn't know when a man in his thirties was already sitting at the base of the wall, right next to where he had just sit, clapping his hands and applauding. He actually knew this man, and he had seen it at least twice in the impression. The first time was when he was a child, there was a group of tourists in the city who were eating in the yard of his grandmother's house, and someone asked him to eat spiced donkey meat, and his grandfather asked him to take the donkey out to show the bosses. As soon as Bai Mao arrived in the yard, he rushed to a table of people, and the tips of his flying hooves kicked a man in the chest, and the person who was kicked by the donkey was this man! Another person next to this man waved his hand and knocked the donkey to the ground.

The second time he saw this person was on the mountain where he met Qingchen, and he also saw these two acquaintances at the same time. The one who knocked the donkey to the ground with a wave of his hand was the mysterious master who wrapped a hundred zhang filament around the dust, and the man in front of him came from the valley singing a terrible song. Afterward...... Later, Qingchen was knocked flying, hit himself, and he fainted. And today I actually met this man again on the side of the street at night, and he sat there laughing and clapping his hands at himself.

"Who are you?" asked Xiaobai at a loss.

The man asked rhetorically, "You made three thousand dollars under my guise, and instead of saying thank you, you asked me who I am?"

"Your disguise?" Xiao Baiyi stretched out his hand and pointed to the big white paper on the ground.

The man nodded and said, "Yes, it's my disguise, this piece of paper is what I used to set up a stall, and I let you use it as soon as I went out." ...... I'm not interested in fighting, killing, and killing, but your hand is really beautiful, and in ancient strategy, it's called flying hoop. ...... Why didn't I have such a good peer as you before? The level of professionalism is very high, I have to ask you for more advice. ”

The man opened his mouth and said a long list, some of which Xiaobai didn't understand very well, but the most important thing he understood - he was the fortune teller who set up the stall, but he made a mistake for the gang just now that he was a fortune teller. Xiaobai picked up the piece of paper and put it in front of the man: "This is yours, I didn't take it, it was blown in front of me by the wind." What's your last name, have we met before?"

The man smiled: "My surname is Feng, and my name is Feng Junzi." In the street fortune-telling world, I am also your senior, so you can call me Feng senior. I look at you're kind about you, but I can't remember it. ”

Xiaobai thought about it and felt that it was normal for him to not remember a person who had beaten him fifteen years ago, so he didn't continue, but he wondered in his heart that this person was actually a fortune teller who set up a stall on the street! He said again: "I'm sorry, I robbed your business just now, and now I'm paying you back under the guise of it." ”

Feng Junzi waved his hand: "Forget it, I don't want it, anyway, I'm going to close the stall, and I'll give it to you under the guise of it, you may have a great future in this line of exhibition." ”

Xiaobai: "You don't want it, then how will you set up a stall tomorrow?"

Feng Junzi: "Every time I come out to set up a stall, I write it freshly, write one at a time, and throw it away when I run out." ”

Xiaobai: "Do you write a new one every day?"

Wind Gentleman: "Little brother, you don't understand the situation. I only set up a stall three times a year, and today is the third time this year, and I will have to wait until next year to write another pretence. ”

Xiao Bai wondered in his heart, is there such a strange person in the world? What really surprised him was not what Feng Junzi said, but the person in front of him. He is different, different from everyone Xiao Bai knows, because Xiao Bai doesn't know what he is thinking in his heart, what kind of emotions he has? Xiao Bai's special ability to perceive people's hearts is invalid for the first time, and when he concentrates on sensing this person, it is empty and fruitless, as if it is not a real person. But this man was indeed a great living man, and he sat in front of him and laughed and talked.