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The life of 50 Cent is a legend.

He was born and bred in New York and had never had a father, and his mother, well, a drug dealer who'd died in a gang fight. So he grew up with his grandmother. Because he was influenced by his mother, he started selling drugs when he was twelve. He was arrested when he was a high school student and later became the local gang leader.

But he wasn't satisfied with the life, and he turned his attention to the rap industry. He even signed up with a record label to release his album. As a result, when everything seemed to be progressing in a good direction, he was sprayed with nine shots and shot through the jaw. Although his life was saved, he was unable to utter a single word ever since.

However, these nine shots were enough to sound the alarm. This guy changed his name to 50!

Cent, though he could not pronounce the words clearly, turned his handicap into an opportunity, and made it his rapper's specialty. This also attracted the appreciation of Amma and Dr. Dray, who signed up for their record label, and from then on got the prize for it.

After all, a man with nine holes in his body could boast anywhere he went.

However, although Xiao Peng liked his song, he couldn't help but curse at him: His contribution to Hollywood bad movies is simply endless.

When Amma's autobiographical film, "8 Mile," won an endless Oscar, 50

Cent was also intrigued. He appeared in his own biography of how he went from a druggie to a rapper, but it was too bad that the film was too lousy and the audience did not buy it.

But 50

Cent, on the other hand, became suddenly addicted to acting in movies. He began to pull in a bunch of Hollywood celebrities who were on the verge of losing steam, paid for a lot of amazing shoddy films, and later set up a film company. Of course, that didn't exclude the suspicion that he was making movies like a coal miner.

But it could also have something to do with his miraculous way of doing things. In order to get revenge on someone, he posted a video of himself and that person's ex-wife on the internet. The guy's ex-wife was definitely not going to let it go and sue him in court until the end.

In the end, this guy was even more straightforward. In order not to spend the money, he directly applied for bankruptcy protection.

You apply for bankruptcy? Forbes had estimated his wealth at more than 150 million!

However, the final result was that the application for bankruptcy was successful. Of course, everyone knew that he had already transferred his assets and wasn't willing to pay compensation.

Have you ever seen a bankrupt who lived in a luxurious villa, drove a luxury car, or drove such a big nightclub?

However, these things wouldn't affect Xiao Peng's liking towards his songs.

"I didn't know this was your store. I apologize for the trouble I caused." Xiao Peng was still apologetic towards the 50 client. No one who opened a shop wanted people to fight in their own shop, right?

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However, he waved his hand and said, "It's alright, these lackey lackeys actually dare to cause trouble in my place. This is something that I need in itself, you've helped me a lot, but just now, I went over to look at those pitiful fellows. Bro, the worst of them has a flat face, I think that what they need is not a surgeon, but a plastic surgeon."

Xiao Peng felt a little awkward when he heard this. "I can't control myself after drinking."

"If you are my brother, then you are my brother too. Since you are here, then treat it as your own home."

"That's my honor. After all, Amma and your song are my favorite. Alright, I'm also considered your fan. We'll be taking pictures together later. I'm going home to collect them." Blossom palanquin bearers, 50

Since this person was so passionate towards him, Xiao Peng hurriedly flattered him.

But when she heard this, she said, "Aren't you going to see Amma and Jay-Z tomorrow?"

Xiao Peng had a puzzled expression. Where would I go to see those two recitals?

Seeing Xiao Peng's confusion, even 50 client was puzzled. "Tomorrow Amma and Jay-z will hold a music live at the top of Times Square.

party. Didn't Vaven say that you live in a presidential trap in the east of Wenhua? There should be an invitation for you all! "

Xiao Peng shrugged, "Maybe it's because we're not at home today. All afternoon at Roark Park. "

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However, Cent nodded with a smile and said, "I know I know! Wow, you jumped so high! That brat Russell was unable to carry you. I thought that he had let the water go, but when I saw the face of that kid in the washroom, I finally understood that it was you who let the water go! "You are too energetic!"

"How do you know?" Xiao Peng asked.

Waving his hands, he said loudly, "Where are we? New York! This is our home! Who doesn't know what's going on in their own home? "

Vowen smiled as he answered, "Liontiger, you don't know that your performance in Locke Park today has already become Youtobe's. Your hats are known as the most brutal hats of the century. There's been a lot of discussion on the internet. Right now, you're quite famous in the world of street sports and the black community. "

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Cent laughed, "When I watched that video, I was thinking that you must be like me, a person with exceptional talent. Now look at it, you really are like that." As he finished speaking, he turned his gaze towards Huang Xiluo, who was sitting obediently to the side, and gave Xiao Peng an 'as expected' expression.

Xiao Peng was speechless. It seemed like joining in the gossip wasn't the right choice for the Chinese. Their feelings were the same everywhere. However, 50 Cent is quite thick-skinned. Who would call themselves a 'gifted person'?

Eh? What talent was he referring to?

Waiting online for the answer, the black guy's question mark face.

Fifty centimeters around Xiao Peng's shoulders: "I love dealing with tough guys the most! Bring all the good wine and beauties over here. Let's have a good drink with our tough Chinese guys today, we won't leave until we're drunk! "

Xiao Peng opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. What happened last night? Why the hell can't I remember anything? He felt a splitting headache coming on.

"You're awake?" Xiao Peng tilted his head and looked over. Okamoto's Fan walked over with a cup in his hand. "Drink some honey water. You drank too much yesterday."

Xiao Peng took the honey water and gulped it down. "How did I get back yesterday?"

"You said that yesterday, when Wang Lung brought you back, you were as drunk as mud, but as soon as he put you to bed, you woke up and began to sing and dance. You made a ruckus, and when you were tired you fell asleep on the ground."

Xiao Peng's old face flushed. "I'm sorry for disturbing your rest." After saying that, he picked up the honey water and took another big gulp.

Okamoto started to say something, but then the door opened and a girl came in.

When Xiao Peng saw this, he spat out all the honey he just drank. "Why are you here?"

The one who came in was none other than Huang Xi. At this moment, she was wearing pajamas and was carrying a plate of breakfast.

With a strange expression on his face, Okamoto's Fan looked at Xiao Peng, "Have you forgotten?"

Xiao Peng nodded.

"Yesterday, before you got drunk, you insisted on dragging Miss Huang to play for you. Later, when you were drunk, Miss Huang followed you back. "Last night, you were drunk. You kept holding onto Miss Huang's chest, insisting on saying that only a woman like her looks like this could be called a 'breast'." Okamoto's chest was a fatal wound to Okamoto's life.

When Xiao Peng heard this, he really wanted to slap his own face. F * ck, what the hell are you doing? I really can't drink too much from now on. This time, he had made a fool of himself.

Xiao Peng looked nervously at Huang Xiluo: "Miss Huang, about this, you know that I went mad from alcohol, I can't be more serious. Yesterday, when I was so drunk, nothing happened between us right? Why don't you just let this go? Of course, I apologize for my actions last night. I am willing to make financial compensation.

"Xiao Sang, you should give up on this idea. Miss Huang's English is more or less the same as yours. Yesterday, I tried to communicate with her, but it wasn't successful even after half a night."

Xiao Peng covered his face. What should he do? He already had Okamoto's Fan. He couldn't possibly have more Korean followers, right? Or was he a living mute who could not communicate with words? After thinking about it, Xiao Peng's face lit up with a smile as he faced Huang Xisu. He didn't care if she understood what he said: "Miss Huang, how about I get someone to send you back to 'voice'? You'll have to go to work tonight, won't you? "

"Xiao Sang, Wang Lung said yesterday that you were at the nightclub yesterday and that you wanted to take Miss Huang away. You even gave her 50 yuan.

A hundred thousand centimeters as compensation for taking Miss Huang away. It can be said that Miss Huang has lost her job. "

Xiao Peng really wanted to slap himself on the mouth. This wine really can't be drunk. One hundred thousand gold coins? I'm not selling myself to 50.

Cent, why should I give him money? Anyway, which one of my tendons is wrong? Why did I get such an artificial thing? Except for her figure. All right. It was indeed very flavorful, but how could he feed it?

One had to know that Huang Xi was wearing the sexy pajamas that had been prepared for her in the hotel. The two bundles on her chest couldn't even cover her.

Adding on this new set of clothes …

Don't look at him unless he was being courteous! If he looked again, he would definitely raise the flag!

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