The poor trash can was located under a street lamp, just like a stage spotlight, focusing on this extremely eye-catching scene.
"It's over, this trash can is dirty, I can't take it anymore..." People walking along the road were holding their mobile phones and were full of amazement.
"I'll go, this guy is real! He's bleeding!!"
"Digging, it's true! It's useless, it's useless, it will definitely be useless if you keep hitting it like this!"
The two companions of the man with the beer belly tattoo also came to their senses after being inexplicably shocked for a while. They both hesitated for a moment, but they still stepped forward together to try to pull him away.
"What's the hurry! Wait until I'm done!"
The tattooed man was breathing heavily, his eyes were red, and one of them had his face bruised on his elbow, and nosebleeds dripped down his fingers.
The two of them saw that he was really crazy and being filmed by a lot of cameras. They quickly covered their faces and ran away, regretting why they had to run out and show their faces.
The onlookers were in an uproar again.
"Emma is too violent. My eyes have been opened today!"
"This barbecue restaurant has something special! The fat loin oysters I just ordered are so strong even before I even eat them!"
Everyone turned their cell phone cameras to focus on the barbecue restaurant.
The owner of the barbecue restaurant had a twitching look on his face. He had caught on to this wave of popularity, but in which direction would the reputation of the barbecue restaurant develop? That's really hard to say. . .
If there is a rumor that eating barbecue here will spread hysteria, it will mean that you will become thin when sitting on the bench and your fingertips will turn yellow!
He suddenly remembered something and looked at the seat where Taseres was just now, only to find that the ridiculously beautiful girl had disappeared at some point.
It's normal when you think about it. How can you continue to stay here when something like this happens? They were photographed together and posted on the Internet. Some people will not talk about being virtuous just because they are victims.
When Mo Bei returned, he was dumbfounded for a while when he saw the situation in front of the barbecue restaurant, and then had a headache.
Such a bizarre thing happened at this time. Can he believe that it had nothing to do with Taseres?
Sensing that the banshee was no longer in the barbecue restaurant, he moved his eyes to the side and saw a head sticking out from behind the wall, holding a handful of uneaten skewers. Who could it be if it wasn't the banshee? . .
"What did you do?"
The succubus nodded.
Although he had expected it, Mo Bei couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his eyebrows.
Looking at the image of the tattooed man with a beer belly, he could guess what happened. He knew that Taseres would not harass people for no reason. He was probably harassed because he was too beautiful.
But because of this, he made the man throw a trash can to death. He still glared at the banshee and said:
"Is this too much? Ask him to stop!"
The banshee shrugged and said nothing.
"Speak..." Mo Bei felt his head hurt even more.
"I just induced the desire in his heart and guided it a little. What he is doing now is what he is thinking, just changing the target. The malice he exuded before was nothing compared to the devil in hell. Inferior.”
The banshee looked disdainful, cruelly showing a pointed tiger tooth, and added:
"This kind of malice is deep-rooted!"
Mo Bei was silent when he heard the words. He knew the meaning of the banshee's words.
This kind of person must have committed similar acts of violence in the past.
"Let's go home."
He greeted the banshee, turned around and walked to the other end of the street, letting the man with the beer belly tattoo continue to show off his waist strength in public.
"What are those?" Banshee followed closely and asked, pointing to a store.
"Chocolate, you will be poisoned if you eat it..."
"Are they eating the defense!? It stinks so much!!"
"..."
Mo Bei, who was about to buy a piece of stinky tofu to satisfy his craving, was immediately speechless. .
Sure enough, it's better not to talk. .
When he returned home, Mo Bei put the various foods he had brought back on the coffee table and let the banshee do what he wanted. Then he turned on the computer and started searching for various information.
However, the information on the Internet was either ambiguous or held different opinions, and most of them were inaccurate. It gave him a real sense of the speed of Internet communication.
Less than an hour after what I just witnessed with my own eyes, it has already become a trending topic, sparking a discussion on the Internet about "the world is declining, and macho men are falling behind".
Early the next morning, Mo Bei found a law firm, chatted for a whole morning on a paid consultation basis, and left a commission to register a trading company.
Afterwards, he went to two jewelry stores and sold gold worth nearly 100,000 yuan, then stopped there. Worried that his account, an ordinary person's, would attract unnecessary attention, he went to the largest jewelry store in the city. In the jade shop, I bought a piece of green old jade and put it on my wrist.
After returning home, he put on an extremely ordinary white T-shirt, a pair of khaki pants, and the flip-flops he wore in the shower, thus completing his image transformation.
"Well... that's almost it."
He looked in the mirror and felt that he was still in good shape. The only flaw was that his figure was a bit out of place. How could any upstart demolition man be so self-disciplined?
His original plan was to pair a famous watch with a high-end suit. After looking around, he found that in the eyes of knowledgeable people, it is easy to judge a person's rank based on such an outfit, not to mention that it is a bit troublesome to get one. Pretending to be a wolf with a big tail is too restrictive, and it will look lame if you are not used to it.
Now like this, maybe it will give people an unfathomable sense of mystery, and I will feel very relaxed. The total outfit of the whole body is less than 100 yuan, but I am wearing an old jade worth more than 100,000 yuan on my hand. Although it is not the best, I am happy to wear this kind of thing. Am I so high-profile?
The banshee held her head with her hands, somewhat confused.
How could he look in the mirror for so long while wearing such sloppy clothes?
In the next period of time, Mo Bei swaggered around the market wearing this suit of a demolished household, running around for his trading company that was used as a cover. He found that the effect was really good. As expected, people unconsciously looked up to him wherever he went. At a glance, the number of people in the address book keeps rising.
In fact, if it weren't for the way his eyes look from time to time, showing the kind of confidence that only someone with hundreds of tons of gold would have, the effect of this character would probably be greatly reduced.
He had been gone for more than a month and there was not a single message on his phone. Now, in the time it took him to take a shower, there were several missed calls and text messages about dinner appointments.
With his unsophisticated eyesight, he also knew that these were basically speculators messing around and not worth wasting time.
Only one of them he took the initiative to chat with was the business manager of a smelting plant named Xu Dong. Although his main business was stainless steel and aluminum alloys, this was the first person he knew related to the metallurgical industry. Even when his eyes are dark, he still needs someone to guide him.
I was used to using violence to solve problems in the sanctuary. After coming back, I had been dealing with people everywhere for the past few days. Even if I didn't hit a wall, I still felt a little exhausted.
The bad thing about this is that he has set up a second-generation character for himself, focusing on a rich but uncultured person who can't be picked on by anyone. It would definitely be more tiring if I followed the original plan of taking the social elite route.
He imagined that if he had been living in this world, he might not be as happy as in a place like Sanctuary where monsters were rampant and he could die in battle at any time. . .
It's a bit outrageous to think about it.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, he replied to Xu Dong's message and declined the other party's dinner invitation because he was about to go on a long trip.
Doha, the capital of Qatar in West Asia, is about to hold a jewelry exhibition, which is the purpose of his trip, and he has been traveling around to prepare for it.
Speaking of which, news about this kind of activity was completely out of reach of him in the past, because he never paid attention to it.
That is because he frequently searched for gold and gemstones on his mobile phone after returning this time, so big data pushed this news to him. When he looked at the venue, he saw that it was visa-free!
Isn't this a coincidence? It's not!
