Chapter 30

"What are you talking about?" BMW man is furious.

Yu Bing sneered and said to Zhang Shengli, "this fool wants to hear it again and tell him."

Zhang Shengli grinned.

"Your brain is full of shit. Do you hear me?"

"You..." BMW man pointed to Zhang Shengli and wanted to scold him, but he dared to suffer from the loss. Finally, he said "you wait" and picked up his mobile phone to make a phone call.

Zhang Shengli Dashuang, in the past, he bullied people in addition to scolding, but he never felt like this now. Looking at the appearance of BMW man, he suddenly has a sense of satisfaction in IQ, which is much better than dirty scolding.

He decided to curse like this all the time.

The woman who asked Xiaoxue to see BMW man frustrated immediately clamored up.

"Who do you woodlouse curse?" I'll tell you, it's not over today. You're waiting to be fired! Besides, if you beat my brother seriously, you must lose money. Ten thousand yuan. You can't leave without one point! "

The man who was slapped on the ground by Yu Bing wanted to get up and immediately lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

Qiao Ling broke down. Ten thousand yuan. That's a terrible thing.

She said, "girl..."

The woman interrupted her directly: "girl, it's no use calling me Auntie and granny. I have to pay for the money today!"

Yu Binggang wanted to talk, but a man said, "money? What money? "

Yu Bing turned his head and looked at a man with messy hair, stubble beard and decadent face. Even his suit was crooked. He had a black leather bag hanging on his left arm. He was like a beggar.

The man separated the crowd and came to Yu Bing.

Yu Bing was stunned. He knew the man in front of him.

Tian Yong.

Yu Bing frowned. He remembered that Tian Yong should have won five million. The time should have been after he won the lottery. How could he look like this? Is arithmetic inaccurate?

Yu Bing is a little nervous. He really believes in arithmetic from the beginning. If arithmetic is false, he is denying everything. If everything is false, who is he?

Yu Bing stares at Tian Yong.

Step by step, Tian Yong came to Yu Bing and looked at each other.

Yu Bing is more nervous. He feels that Tian Yong is not normal. He seems to have been hit hard.

Did Tian Yong listen to his words and buy all the money in the lottery, and then he didn't win?

A cold sweat slipped from Yu Bing's forehead and fell into his eyes. Yu Bing felt a pain in his eyes. He almost cried out.

At this time, Tian Yong suddenly bowed to him deeply.

"It's really a match between dragon and Phoenix, between tortoise and bastard, and between cleaners and beggars." The woman sees this scene, Yin Yang strange Qi of recite.

Tian yongmeng turned his head and looked at the woman.

"Stare what stare, smelly beggar, you this friend hurt my younger brother, want to take medical expenses, ten thousand yuan, you have the ability to take for him, don't have the ability to go away."

Tian Yong's eyes narrowed and he showed a sarcastic smile.

"Ten thousand, right?"

He opened the black leather bag on his arm, took out a pile of money and threw it directly into the woman's arms.

"No, it's only ten thousand yuan. What's your name?"

When a woman is stunned, Yu Bing is stunned, and everyone follows.

What's going on here?

Some women dare not believe the twist under the money, found that the money is true. She looked up at Tian Yong, but saw a pair of disdainful eyes, the woman's face turned red.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not talking about 10000, yes, 50000!"

"Fifty thousand?"

Tian Yong gave a sneer and put his hand into the black bag again.

He threw a pile of money into a woman's arms.

Then there was another pile of money.

Without waiting for the woman to react, another two fold of money flew into her arms.

Fifty thousand!

The woman looked at the 50000 yuan in her arms and was a little stunned. But then she saw a pile of money coming.

The onlookers watched as Tian Yong's hand reached into the black bag again and again, throwing out piles of money. Each mouth opened wider and wider.

"Six, seven."

"Eighty, eighty thousand."

"Why, ninety thousand."

"No, 100000!"

Looking at the money in a woman's arms and Tian Yong like a beggar, everyone exploded.

"Who the hell is this man?"

"I don't know. I'm a local tyrant anyway. I can't be a beggar."

"NIMA, now the local tyrants are dressed with such personality."

"Maybe. I've seen reports that beggars carry money in sacks."

"Well, compared with him, we are more like beggars."

"Cow force, money says to throw to throw."

"I've learned a lot. Today I know what a rich man is. It's money throwing."

"Hey, hey, look at that damned girl. She's scared to death."

"She just scolded other people for being a beggar. She asked ten thousand people to give him ten thousand, and she asked fifty thousand people to give her ten thousand

"Don't be arrogant this time."

"Dare she? If she is arrogant, she will be slapped in the face with money. "

"This girl's mouth stinks. If it wasn't for her being a woman, I would have smoked her just now. I really don't know how her parents educated her."

There was a lot of discussion, but Tian Yong's face was expressionless.

He looked at the woman and said, "is that enough?"

Women wake up, looking at the money in their arms, want to throw it away, but not willing to. Her face a burst of red and white, finally said: "yes, money is great."

Tian Yong took a deep look at her. He turned his head and said, "it's nothing to have money, but I don't have money. The money..." he picked up the black leather bag and slowly put it beside the soldier: "it's his."

When people saw the zipper of the black leather bag, they could see the stacks of brand-new banknotes inside, and they could not help but take in the cool air.

How can a puffy black leather bag have a million.

That means giving someone away is giving someone away?

Everyone is stupid, even BMW men's mobile phone almost fell to the ground. He's seen a gift giver. He's never seen such a money giver.

A face of decadent Tian Yong in his eyes once unpredictable up.

As for whether the money really belongs to Yu Bing, not only he, but everyone doesn't believe it.

From Zhang Shengli's and Qiao Ling's face, we can infer that the money is absolutely from beggars pretending to be local tyrants.

Yu Bing is also confused. What's the situation?

Look at Tian Yong's appearance, he must have won the lottery, but his mental state is not right? Although Tian Yong is not dead now, he can't be loved in his life.

Tian Yong a word, the scene is quiet, everyone big eyes stare small eyes, everyone has a stomach, but no one speaks.

The atmosphere was eerie.

Just then

"What's going on here?"

"What's going on here?"

Two voices came out at the same time, a man and a woman.

"Here comes our director." Zhang Shengli muttered behind him.

But Yu Bing looked at the woman.

Huang Yiwen!

It seems to be getting bigger and bigger and more lively.

Yu Bing smiles and says in his heart.

Arithmetic!