This sentence stunned the man, and then he stretched out his hand behind as if he was insulted: "Give me three thousand yuan." A young man like him actually doesn't have to bring money. Even if he has a money clip, he won't have too much cash. At most, it's a few gold cards. But the bodyguard will carry a certain amount of cash on his body so that it can be urgently used in some occasions. A bodyguard behind him frowned, but he still ordered three thousand cash and put it in the hands of the young man.

The young master took the money and waved his hand, threw the stack of banknotes at Bai Shaoliu's head, and shouted, "Scammer, you've calculated it wrong!" The next scene should be Xiaobai's body covered in his body, but the man's eyes were filled with his eyes, but he didn't see this scene. Bai Shaoliu stretched out his left hand and took it all in his hand before the stack of banknotes spread in the air. Then he sat there and nodded, "I'm sorry, I calculated it wrong, you're very smart. Thank you, I'm just short of money."

Before Xiaobai finished speaking, the man's face changed. He had already realized that he had fallen into the trap without realizing it. He inexplicably gave the liar three thousand yuan. Giving money was a small matter and embarrassing thing, and he couldn't help but immediately attack. At this point, the little girl suddenly giggled and laughed very happily. She pulled the man's sleeve and said, "Brother Huang, are you really funny, are you trying to make me happy on purpose?"

The smile seemed to disappear, and the man's face immediately became softer. He turned his head and said, "Just Sister Xiao Xi is happy. I like to see you laugh the most... You have played enough, don't stay in such a place for a long time, let's go." Yes, what's the point of making the little beauty smile happily? The man pulled the little girl away. When the little girl left, he turned around and said, "Don't lie anymore! Are you wrong?"

Xiaobai folded the money and put it in his pocket while laughing in his heart: "Who knows who you are? If you calculate it wrong, you will be wrong. Anyway, I am not a fortune teller. The three thousand dollars are real! I am really lucky today. I just wanted to sleep when someone gave me a pillow, and when I had no money, I met a sucker."

Xiaobai was happily raising money, and at the same time he sighed in his heart that if he could see through people's hearts and make good use of them, he could get what he wanted. A group of people over there walked out of the street, and the man named Huang quietly gestured to a bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard stopped and turned around and strode back after the people in front of him walked away, and came straight towards Bai Shaoliu. This man probably bullied people a lot under Master Huang. He walked directly to Bai Shaoliu and reached out to grab his collar without even saying a word. He could be a bodyguard for a few years, but he grabbed a piece of cake with his hand.

Bai Shaoliu noticed when he came, and felt the fierce murderous aura in his heart. He had long expected what he wanted to do. The young man actually had to deal with him like this, and Xiaobai was also angry, so he was not polite at all. When the bodyguard reached out to him, he suddenly stood up with his right foot and cut his left hand on the numb tendon behind the man's elbow, then clenched his fist and hit the softest part of the center of his stomach under the sternum. Finally, he reached out and gently cut a blow on his throat cartilage. He completed so many movements in a short time because the bodyguard's movement was like slow motion in his eyes. In fact, he had no time to dig another bird nest on the bodyguard's lower bodyguard, and the other party would be miserable, but this is the case that Xiaobai would not do that.

As soon as the bodyguard reached out, he screamed and squatted down with his arms and stomach in half. Then he raised his head and covered his throat with one hand and looked at Bai Shaoliu like a ghost, got up and ran away. Bai Shaoliu even wanted to say a majestic "Get out!" before he could do it.

So he is so powerful? When he fights with someone, he has a superman's left hand! Xiaobai was a little intoxicated just now, and when he heard someone around him applauding and laughing, "Okay, okay, little brother, it's really good, both civil and military!...I didn't even see how you moved your hand clearly?"

Looking back, there was a man in his thirties sitting under the wall, right next to the seat he had just sat, clapping his hands and applauding. He actually knew this man and had seen him at least twice in his impression. The first time was when he was a child, a group of tourists from the city were having dinner in his grandma's yard. Someone asked him to eat five-spice donkey meat. His grandfather asked him to take the donkey out for the bosses to see. Xiaobai took out the white hair of the donkey at home. As soon as the white hair arrived in the yard, he rushed towards a table of people. The flying hooves hit a person's chest. The man was kicked by the donkey! And another person next to this person waved his hand and knocked the donkey to the ground.

The second time I saw this man was on the mountain where he met Qingchen, and he also saw these two acquaintances at the same time. He waved his hand and knocked the donkey to the ground. He was a mysterious master who wrapped his filaments around Qingchen. The man in front of him walked over from the valley singing an ugly song. Later... Later... Qingchen was knocked away and hit him, and he fainted. Today, he met this man again on the street at night. He sat there and clapped his hands at himself.

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

The man asked back, "You made three thousand dollars under my guise. If you don't say thank you, ask who I am?"

"Your guise?" Xiaobai stretched out his finger and pointed to the big white paper on the ground.

The man nodded and said, "Yes, it's my cover. This piece of paper is used by me to set up a stall. I'll use it as soon as I go out and it's convenient. I'm not interested in fighting and killing, but you're really beautiful when you eat and spitting. Using ancient strategies, it's called flying clamping techniques... Why didn't I find such an excellent colleague as you before? The professional level is very high, I have to ask you more questions."

The man opened his mouth and said a lot of words. Xiaobai didn't understand some of them very clearly, but the most important thing he understood - he was the fortune teller who set up a stall, but by chance the group of people just now mistakenly thought that they were fortune tellers. Xiaobai picked up the piece of paper and put it in front of the man: "Is this yours? It was not what I took away, it was the wind blowing in front of me. May I ask you your surname? Have we seen it before?"

The man smiled and said, "My surname is Feng and my name is Feng Junzi. In the street fortune telling world, I am also your senior, so just call me Senior Feng. You see, you are a little kind, but I can't remember it."

Xiaobai thought about it and felt that it was normal for the person he met fifteen years ago to remember that he couldn't remember. He didn't continue talking, but was surprised in his heart that this person was actually a fortune teller on the street! He said again: "Sorry, I just robbed your business and I'm going to pay it back to you now."

Feng Junzi waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I don't want it anymore. I'm going to close the stall anyway, so I'll give it to you. You may have a great future in this industry."

Xiaobai: "You don't want it anymore? Then how do you set up a stall tomorrow?"

Feng Junzi: "Every time I come out to set up a stall, I write it now. I write it one at a time, and throw it away after I use it."

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

Feng Junzi: "Little brother, you don't understand the situation. I have only set up a stall three times a year. Today is the third time this year. I will wait until next year when I write a cover."
Chapter completed!