Chapter 697

"Yinbao, it seems that someone is fighting with us," Ye Han and the young man looked at each other. Both sides saw provocation in their eyes, of course, both sides saw the light of potential.

Circle shop owner is more happy, full of smile, hate up, earn or he, nothing is OK, you make it, make it! He's waiting to collect the money, hehe!

Zhao Liye and Xiaomei are ashamed, but they still look at the man fighting for "bear" for themselves.

"Look, all right! Leave you Ye Han goes out in a circle and runs askew!

"Ha ha, man, how can you do this?" Xu Jun put out a very standard projection posture and gently threw it, "Bang --"

the circle banged, which was blocked by the jar in front of him, and dropped low.

"Ha ha ha," the voice of Ye Han's demonic spirit also sounded at first, "brother, you can't do this either."

Xu Jun was rushed by Ye Han, and his fighting spirit surged up, "OK, it depends on who sets it first."

"Good! Yinbao, look at it Ye Han made a move to throw out a circle. At the moment when he wanted to throw out, he grabbed all the circles and threw them out.

"Chuchi --" Zhao Liye and Xiaomei are amused by Ye Han's appearance of playing tricks.

"Hey! Man, you are not so kind, "Xu Jun said.

Ye Han gave the boss a stack of red summer coins, "boss, another stack of circles!"

In Xu Jun's complaint, ye Han blocked him back with a word. Reading, fiction www.dushula.net

"Brother, you are not kind. Look, you almost took my Yin Bao's bear away just after a circle. I didn't even touch the jar. Just a dozen circles were scattered, and even a small thing didn't touch. I can't compare with you. I can only win by quantity."

Ye Han pretends to be helpless, and Xu Jun is also stunned. The pile of circles he just threw out is really missing, and it's all empty! What else is there to say?

In Xu Jun's eyes, a stack of red Xia coins was just surprised. I think ye Han is a rich second generation. Xu Jun also laughs at how much money he has to use and doesn't care about him. But the white bear can only be his.

"No matter how many you are, the white bear is also our Xiaomei," Xu Jun challenged again.

It came out in a circle, knocked on the can, gently shook it twice, hung it on the side of the can, and shook it slowly. Unfortunately, it fell off the edge when it was about to stop the arc of rotation.

"Oh, almost," said Ye Han, pretending to be a pity, in exchange for Xu Jun's white eyes.

"Well, boss, where's my circle?"

"Coming, coming!" The old man wiped his sweat. He didn't know how much money he had given him.

Look at the old man's hands scattered 100 yuan red coins, "boss, take out all your circles, I'm 10000 yuan, almost 2000 circles."

"Hiss!" Xu Jun was stunned by the sound of air pumping around him. He thought that there were only a thousand pieces of paper money. He didn't see a stack of red notes given by Ye Han. Yu Guangzhong saw red notes, but he didn't expect so many.

The old man counted and looked at it. He took out all the circles. Most of them were 20 circles. One hundred yuan. Ten thousand yuan. That's 100 groups! But he has 20 groups.

"Give it to me first," Ye Han is not polite, 20 groups, 400 circles.