Then Jintian Feng said, "What’s the difference?"
Qu Yong said, "It doesn’t make any difference, just look at the different tastes of everyone."
Jintianfeng said, "Oh, please tell me what kind of scrambled eggs with tomatoes should be eaten."
Qu Yong looked at him and shook his head. "No, you are not qualified to eat my scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
Jintian Feng said, "Why don’t I have this qualification?"
Qu Yong said, "Because I said you are not qualified, you are not qualified."
Jintianfeng took out a bright lipstick and smeared it on his knife-like lips. Then he pointed it at Qu Yong and said, "This is not an ordinary lipstick. It is also a pistol with a pistol. Now I ask you again, am I qualified to eat a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"
Qu Yong still remembers the first time he was pointed at with a gun four years ago that summer. It was also that time that he realized that firearms were powerful. Four years later, he was pointed at with a gun, but there was no palpitation. He looked at the humanitarian like a clown. "I’ll give you a chance. You put away your gun and turn your head and walk away. All this never happened."
Jintianfeng smiled contemptuously. "I also say a word to you. If you don’t promise me, you will shoot."
But his threat was very pale. Just as he refused, Qu Yong kicked a piece of cement and splashed it straight into the man’s eyes. Then he flashed like a wisp of fragrance and grabbed the man’s wrist.
Jintianfeng lost Qu Yong’s figure a long time ago, and when he came over, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. "Ah!" His lipstick fell to the ground and he could clearly hear the sound of his bones breaking.
After Qu Yong crushed his wrist, he threw him away like garbage. "If there is no such thing, it is best not to eat my scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
The young man was a bit of a backbone, and his bones were crushed by life. He called out. He gritted his teeth and held his wrist and said, "I can give you money. I can give you an invitation."
"Oh?" Qu Yong seems to be interested in money. "How much can you give me?"
Jintianfeng regretted knowing that Qu Yong could buy it, so he didn’t try to be brave himself. He regained his confidence and said, "I can give you as much money as you want."
"What a big breath!" QuYong stretched out two palms and said, "I want this number."
"What does this number mean?" Jintianfeng said, "Ten what?"
Qu Yong said, "It’s the weight of money that I can lift with both hands."
Jintianfeng was born in the business world, and everyone has been doing mental arithmetic since he was a child. He quickly calculated that 1,000 yuan a day is almost equal to 1.15 grams. If Qu Yong can lift 100 kilograms with one hand, it will be about 33.4 million yen, which is obviously not too high for him.
"Even if your fighting skill is higher, it’s terrible that your hands can lift three hundred catties! I can still bear it! " He promised "good" in one breath.
Chapter four hundred and fifty I want two letters.
QuYong corners of the mouth peep out one silk smile way "then please bring it"
Jintianfeng made a message, and soon a black armored car roared.
Armed guards with sub-ammunition jumped in, and a suitcase full of money was quickly carried up.
"Here are three hundred catties and one thousand yuan denomination notes." Jintianfeng has been properly bandaged and straightened up and said to QuYong.
Obviously, money is a man’s best source of confidence.
"300 Jin" 300 Jin is not difficult for Qu Yong now. He usually has 300 Jin with that wristband in his hand. He almost easily lifted the big box of money and said, "I’ll give you another chance. Maybe you should aggravate it."
The Jintianfeng’s face turned red and white, and he went to one side and transferred an armored car again. This time, the car brought a full 1,000 yen bill.
"One thousand Jin"
This weight is really not light. Can Qu Yong lift it with his overweight wristband? He was about to give it a try when someone suddenly stepped out of it and said, "Wait a minute."
"oh"
Come out of this man’s body, the word is "fat", so fat that his face and eyes are almost filled with meat. He has a crotch cloth, and every step he takes, his body fat should be shaken, and the ground should be shaken. sumo wrestlers looks like.
He shouted, "I’ll lift it."
"Why do you lift it?"
"It’s very simple. If I can lift this thousand-pound note, I want an invitation. It’s an invitation to enter the imperial city to see the decisive battle."
"Oh," said Qu Yong, looking at him with great interest in his arms, "Don’t sumo also watch budo?"
Then sumo wrestlers said seriously, "Sumo is also a kind of budo. Many people are not white. Aren’t you white?"
QuYong wanted to nod a way "you say makes sense"
Then sumo wrestlers walked to the front of a tall box full of banknotes and spat two times on his palm. Bang! There was a loud noise and his legs were split like a bullfrog full of gas, stretching his ass and screaming. He had held the one thousand kilograms of banknotes in his arms and lifted them up.
"whoa, whoa, whoa"
QuYong touched his nose and rushed to Jintianfeng. "It seems that you still have a little less money."
One thousand thousand thousand yuan paper money is definitely not small, even Japanese yen is an unimaginable sum for ordinary people, but so much money still can’t buy him a bowl of tomatoes and scrambled eggs and an invitation to watch the game
This is the charm of martial arts. Several people are crazy about it.
Jintianfeng will never say a word again, so that people will move their money back to the car and go away despondently. Maybe after this time, he will be rich for nothing, but now this chubby sumo wrestlers is left.
The man spread out his hands and said rudely, "Now I want a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes."
"You want a bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes," Qu Yong said. "You want me, but I don’t give it."
Then sumo wrestlers was so angry that he spat and shouted, "Why don’t you give it to you? If you don’t give it to me, you will be held up like that bag of money."
Qu Yong just casually said, "Then you can give me an example to see if I don’t prick the horse. If you can lift me, I will give you an invitation."
"It’s too easy for you." That sumo wrestlers thought that even if Quyong’s martial arts were high, he would not be able to resist it. It was just a piece of cake to lift such a person with his natural divine power.
Although he is right in his abacus, where did he know that Qu Yong had been burdened with a thousand kilograms of black clothes? Besides, Qu Yong said that he didn’t say that he was not strong. He needed to sink his blood and transport Dan in the wild, which is almost a hill. Even if sumo wrestlers is born with divine power, how can he hold it?
That sumo wrestlers saw QuYong seemingly casually, but his brow stood like a mountain, and the water was stagnant. Suddenly he felt that this man was like a monument, and he lost his confidence in picking up QuYong.
He looks like a mouse pulling a turtle, but he can’t help it.
Qu Yong said with a smile, "Why don’t you say easy? You can make moves."
"Right now" The man looked fat, but his heart was fine. He actually took advantage of Qu Yong’s discouragement to open his two big arms and a bear hug. "Ow!"
"Ow, ow, ow, ow" Even if he called it again, he finally gave up Qu Yong’s feet, as if he had grown on the ground and could not move even a centimeter.
On the contrary, sumo wrestlers himself was so tired that he finally sat on the ground and wiped his face and cried with sweat; "Don’t play, don’t play, that’s it. See if you don’t have two ounces of fat."
Qu Yong said, "Is there a difference between what is heavy and what is light?"
"Ah" that sumo wrestlers where know this profound martial arts, he hey hey simple and honest smile himself up and clap bottom way "heavy is light, I can’t lift, willing to lose the bet"
He is very handsome and cute when he walks.
At this time, there have been many people who are not telling the truth. These people are still pointing fingers, but later they see that the situation is getting bigger and bigger, and they are getting farther and farther away. They are also afraid but unwilling to leave. This is the fact that people have fun but have something to do.
Qu Yong doesn’t care that he is still sitting waiting for someone to eat these tomatoes and scrambled eggs. Up to now, no one has eaten his dishes, and this weather will soon get cold.
But no one wants to shoot the bird first. No one can touch Qu Yong’s mind. He wants to give it to everyone, so let others try the water.
At this time, a thin young man came along. His sleeves were swinging much less imposing than those of others, but his face was calm. It seemed that there were few things in the world that could make him move.
"It’s him." Qu Yong still remembers this person. "He just went to Sharo, the first sword bank, who can please move and who can’t move."
He seems to be different from a month ago. He has an indescribable charm. Shaluo’s martial arts skills are dull, but his elegant and modest demeanor is more impressive than that of ordinary masters.
He walked up to QuYong and bowed "Hello"
"Hello" QuYong pack up casual expression for the first time also bowed and answered.
Shoshalo said, "I want two invitations."