"Are you stupid? Why are you still talking to him? He was just pretending. You just touched him lightly. How can you do this?" Anbeibei was speechless. The other party's acting was so real that she felt like it.
My scalp is numb.
The young man on the ground was in unspeakable pain. At first he wanted to pretend, but he was instantly overcome by a strong pain.
He was really in pain now, as if his soul was being burned.
"Damn, this guy is pretending to be very similar." Those fans in the dark looked at him in amazement. They could go and make a movie about this.
"It's time for us to show up. We must give him a hard blackmail and go fuck him later." The group leader immediately stood up and began to play his role in management.
He has 500 people under his command, so he is quite respectable.
The group leader waved his hand and immediately appeared on stage with his fan base.
"Brother, what's wrong with you, brother." The leader of the group threw himself on the young man and cried hoarsely, "Brother, you can't die, brother. We have been dependent on each other since we were young. I didn't expect that today the white-haired person will give the black-haired person."
His acting skills can be said to be very exaggerated. He is not on the same level as young people at all. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that.
"It's so pitiful. In broad daylight, with the sky clear, you dare to commit murder. Is there any law? Is there any law?"
The fans in the fan group suppressed their laughter because Yang Bei was so embarrassed by his acting skills that even if he didn't bleed a lot, he would be sorry for them.
"Fuck, where did you come from?" Yang Bei was stunned. Just now there was no one around, and now they all suddenly ran out. They are definitely a group.
"Stop acting, it's funny that a white-haired person is sending a black-haired person to someone else." An Beibei looked shocked. It turned out to be a professional team, and the difference in acting skills was huge.
"Beauty, why are you talking and beating people like this? You can't leave today even if you say nothing."
"That's right, I was just passing by and I really couldn't stand it anymore."
Everyone pointed and pointed, playing the role of a passerby very well.
"We didn't say we were leaving either." Yang Bei said calmly, act, and continue acting.
But if you really want to say it, it wouldn't be considered an act. After all, the people on the ground are really in pain.
"It's a sign of understanding. You said that he was injured so seriously. I'm afraid even a man worth 100,000 or 80,000 yuan wouldn't be able to solve this problem."
"That's not good. The last time I went to the hospital, I spent tens of thousands to treat hemorrhoids. Look at him as a bounty animal. He can't escape with a hundred thousand!"
The passers-by were all talking and talking, which gave full play to the role of the onlookers.
After all, it is better to rely on the power of public opinion for matters like porcelain.
"One hundred thousand? Isn't it a little less? Look at how miserable he screamed." Yang Bei said with a half-smile, these people don't have a big appetite.
He knew very well the pain that the young people on the earth were suffering at this time, after all, he had suffered it often before.
The master described it as training his will. Even though his endurance is now much stronger than ordinary people, he still shudders when he recalls the pain. Even if he was given 100 million, he would not try again.
But the other party actually only wanted 100,000.
"You're crazy!" An Beibei looked at Yang Bei with wide eyes. He didn't think the compensation was low. Yang Bei was definitely condoning this kind of behavior.
"Look at how miserable he screamed. It must be very painful. One hundred thousand is really not much," Yang Bei said.
"You..." An Beibei was so angry that she couldn't speak. Although Yang Bei put a lot of cash in her house, this was not the reason to be taken advantage of.
But she soon figured it out. Yang Bei had been poor for a long time. In the heart of the nouveau riche, he just liked to show off.
"That's right, one hundred thousand is not much." Seeing this, the passers-by nodded one after another. Yang Bei was quite sensible. Their performance must have deeply touched Yang Bei's heart and reached the depths of his soul.
"Brother, that's it, keep acting!" The group leader leaned in the young man's ear, feeling happy in his heart.
Only the young man himself knew that he was not pretending at all. He held back the pain and almost choked out a sentence from between his teeth, "Save...ambulance, call...ambulance..."
"Damn it, you're so professional. You act so resemblingly, it's all about emotion." The group leader couldn't help but clicked his tongue. If he hadn't known the truth, he would have almost believed it.
"I'm acting as your sister. Are you kidding me? Can't you see that I'm really in pain?" The young man roared in his heart, but no words came out of his mouth.
"Brother, what's wrong with you, brother, you can't die, we have been together since we were young..." The group leader immediately started his performance, but only repeated a few words over and over, which was obviously deeply influenced by a certain movie.
After finishing speaking, he stood up and looked at Yang Bei angrily, "Boy, what should I do if you beat my brother like this?"
"Didn't they say it would be at least 100,000 yuan?" Yang Bei said.
"So, you agree?" the group leader tried to ask.
"I agree, of course I agree. It's okay to add appropriate points." Yang Bei nodded and said.
"Add more?" The group leader was a little confused, and there was such a bargaining.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion for a while, and for a while they were a little confused as to what kind of medicine Yang Bei's gourd was selling.
"Boy, let me tell you, I have five hundred people under my command. You'd better not fool me." The leader of the group said with an ugly expression. From what he said, the leader of the penguin group really has the momentum to manage an army of millions.
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"I'm not fooling you, I'm serious." Yang Bei smiled.
The group leader and others looked at each other, and then said: "Then two hundred thousand?"
"Okay!" Yang Bei agreed without hesitation.
"Fuck, I should have said more." Seeing Yang Bei agreeing so readily, the group leader instantly regretted it.
This feeling is like when you are bargaining for something, you say a price and the shopkeeper agrees directly, and you feel like you are at a huge loss.
"I know what you're talking about. Do you regret anything? It's okay. I'll give you another chance to say it again." Yang Bei said.
An Beibei was so angry that she stamped her feet and went crazy. Yang Bei was definitely crazy.
I have heard that people become bad when they are rich, but I have never heard of people becoming stupid when they are rich.
"Fuck, this guy doesn't play by the rules." The group leader suddenly felt a little unsure. Did he really meet someone who didn't care about money?
But judging from Yang Bei's appearance, it doesn't look like he is very rich.
After hesitating for a moment and having a fierce ideological struggle, he gritted his teeth and said: "Then one million."
If you don't make money, you're a bastard, what if you become one?
When they heard this number, everyone took a breath of cold air. This was far beyond their expectations.
If this happens, each of them will get a lot.
"Can you have a little imagination? I'll let you say whatever you want. You have such a small appetite. Have you never heard of someone who is brave enough?" Yang Bei shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll give you a number. It's a fixed price.
Two million."
Hearing this, An Beibei almost vomited blood. Yang Bei really got a good deal and became stupid.