Chapter 783

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Earring Youth: "w(?)w"

Baseball Cap Youth: "(°o°;)"

Beauty with flower arms: "д(メゐメд)"

Zhao Tai: "/(.?.)╭!?"

The expressions of the four dudes are probably like this.

They opened their mouths wide, raised their heads high, and stared at the five-meter-tall, four-ton bumblebee with empty and dull eyes.

"Change...Transformers..."

"Kabuda?"

"Bumblebee!?"

"Mom... Mom..."

"I'm dreaming, I must be dreaming... Hehe, hahaha! I'm hallucinating after drinking too much!"

The young man with the stud earrings smiled dumbly, and slapped his face with a slap,

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Three times in a row!

The illusion in front of you. But it didn't disappear!

"Ah... ah!!"

"What are you doing, don't...don't, don't!"

At this time. The young man with earrings noticed that the bumblebee lifted its foot and stepped on him, so scared that he opened the car door and ran out!

"boom!"

"Crack!!"

When the studded youth turned his head to look, his newly bought Lamborghini-Reventon had already been trampled to pieces by the bumblebee. Completely turned into a pile of scrap metal, black smoke billowing!

"..."

The young man with earrings slumped on the ground.

Can't say a word.

The brain is empty and dizzy.

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

"Don't—don't come here! Don't!"

"Ya Butterfly!!"

At this time, the screams of the youth in baseball caps and Saya came from the side!

Their Lamborghinis and Aston Martins were also trampled to pieces one by one by the hornet, and they were completely smoked and scrapped!

The young man in the baseball cap got his seat belt buckle stuck, and his leg was pinched off by the dented car roof!

After all this was done, Hornet spit thick gasoline on the ground, turned back into the Jaguar, and left the parking lot.

As for the surveillance video of the parking lot, it was destroyed by a flaming bullet ejected by Su Chen long before the bumblebee transformed.

The scene was chaotic.

Several people were still immersed in the huge shock, unable to recover for a long time.

Only the young man in the baseball cap screamed at the top of his voice, "Help...help!"

"Doctor, quickly call a doctor for me!!"

"I think my leg can still be salvaged!!"

"Wooooow! Wow!"

Only Zhao Tai was sitting in the car safe and sound, with cold sweat streaming down his face like a waterfall, and he couldn't even wipe it off.

"This... what the hell is this..."

"Transformers? Pacific Rim? Mobile Suit Gundam? Hulk Armor? Isn't this a movie?!!"

Zhao Tai held his head. Everyone is going crazy!

Recalling the shocking scene just now, he suddenly felt that his Ferrari Enzo, worth more than 30 million, was nothing compared to that Transformer, a piece of rubbish and scrap iron!

It's like the difference between a twenty-dollar lady in a hair salon and an international famous actress!

"Damn it..."

"I really saw a living ghost!"

"Su Dongpo, where did he get such a thing!"

"Aren't I really dreaming?"

Zhao Tai now seriously doubts whether he drank fake wine and had hallucinations!

…

on the way.

Bumblebee becomes Jaguar, autopilot.

Su Chen recalled what happened just now. Can't help but find it fun.

The expressions on the faces of a few dandies who look down on people must be very exciting, right?

His own bumblebee is a garbage car, so what is theirs?

"I really can't hold back today, so I pretended to be aggressive!"

"In the future, we should avoid deforming the bumblebee, and it will be bad if it is photographed by media reporters!"

"And my mother, when she comes to Donghai, I have to think about how to tell her..."

Later.

Su Chen returned to the Zhongshan mansion.

Sister-in-law is still working overtime. Dad hasn't come back from Han's house, Su Daqiang is the only one at home.

I saw this old man sitting cross-legged on the sofa, wearing presbyopic glasses, with more than a dozen top lottery tickets on his lap, scratching them with coins.

"Third Master. What are you doing?"

Su Chen walked in and looked at Su Daqiang curiously.

"Scratch the lottery ticket!"

Su Daqiang might have been a little tired from scratching, so he threw the coins and lottery tickets on the coffee table, sullenly, "Oh! I don't know what's going on recently, I'm feeling unlucky, and I've lost thousands of dollars!"

Su Chen shook his head speechlessly.

Now some old people in the society have nothing to do after retirement, and they just scratch lottery tickets all day long. Hope to get rich overnight.

Little did he know that he was stuck in a trap.

In fact, the lottery is a deceptive thing, and the winning rate is appallingly low!

The ones in the news hit millions. Most of the tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of lucky lottery players are trustees. Just tricking you into buying a lottery ticket...Of course, this thing can't be completely fake, there are still small prizes of hundreds of thousands.

Many poisoned old lottery players spend thousands or even tens of thousands a month to buy lottery tickets, which is a very stupid behavior!

What's more, there is also a "big god" who has studied the rules of lottery winning and sells "Secret Laws of Gambling" to people, which is also a talent.

"Third Master, for lottery tickets, you can just buy them for fun, there is no need to spend thousands of dollars..."

Su Chen casually advised.

I don't know. Su Daqiang snorted, "Your sister-in-law often talks about me too!"

"No, a former colleague of mine named Lao Jia won more than 8 million yuan in lottery tickets, and the whole family moved to Mingguo!"

"Your Uncle Ming Zhe originally planned to pick me up to Mingguo. I was so happy, so I invited a group of old friends to dinner, and the cowhide was blown out, but he changed his mind on the spur of the moment, making me afraid to come out now!"

Su Daqiang slapped his thigh angrily:

"Aren't I just thinking about it now, to travel to Mingguo, post on Moments, show off your position, and then come back, that makes sense!"

"But your sister-in-law said it's not safe to go abroad, so she won't let me go, and I don't have the money to go... Sigh! This is so depressing!"

Su Chen sat on the sofa and chatted with the old man, "Third Master, didn't the old house sell for two million? How could there be no money?"

"Have you not repaid the new house loan for two million yuan? Now, I only have a monthly pension of four thousand yuan. The prices in the East China Sea are so high. My pension is enough for food, and I don't even think about traveling..."

"Oh, poor!"

Su Daqiang waved his hands, leaned his head against the sofa, and let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, he remembered something:

"Oh, right!"

"Xiaochen, the old house will be handed over tomorrow. There is still something left by your grandfather over there. You can go there tomorrow and move it back. If you don't move it back, you may have to throw it away at the real estate company." Lose."

Su Chen raised his eyebrows, "What does grandpa want to keep?"

"yes."

"That was a long time ago..."