Holding his head and smiling, Jiang Yi held the password box with his left and right hands, embarked on the overpass.

Put them on the ground, pull the zipper, and open one of the boxes.

A large box of rice yuan came into view, Jiang Yi picked up a dozen, and sprinkled it under the bridge.

While sprinkling, he shouted in English: "The brown rice is a bastard!"

This shouting, countless brown rice people looked at the sound source fiercely.

Suddenly, the white flower banknotes floated down on the overpass. The resentful eyes were full of joy, and rushed towards that madly.

Jiang Yi continued to sprinkle and said, "Everyone shouted with me, the brown rice man is the eighth egg!"

"The brown rice man is bastard!"

"The brown rice man is bastard!"

Where is a bunch of ordinary people who have such a high consciousness, let alone the selfish brown rice people, so that many people follow Jiang Yi and shouted, waiting for Jiang Yi to continue to sprinkle money.

"Hahaha, the person in this suit and leather shoes is simply a lunatic. Do he think we can't say it?"

"God, please forgive me, I must betray myself for money!"

"God will definitely forgive us, that is, he sent this person to give us money!"

More and more people flocked to leak the water blocked by the road.

Some bodyguards were attracted to the attention, and they suddenly became vigilant about Jiang Yi.

There are a few who want to drive Jiang Yi, and the captain of the bodyguard immediately stops them.

He saw Jiang Yi out of the funeral car, but said disdain: "But the family was dead, and when he got lost, let him go crazy. Our task is to keep this building!"

"What if he is Jiang Yi?" A bodyguard has an ominous premonition.

Captain of the bodyguard laughed: "What about that?"

"Even if they want to use tigers to leave the mountain. As long as we stay here, it is useless to let him sprinkle!"

Jiang Yi continued to sprinkle the money, waiting for Gao Sitao to be fully poisoned.

These money is coated with special potions, or it will be scrapped long after it can't be.

In addition, Jiang Yi also prepared a big surprise for them ...

But there is not so much money now, he has to slow down.

Some anxious people just want to rush to the overpass, it seems to be going to grab it.

Jiang Yi pulled out the lighter, shook in front of everyone, and was in a straightforward: "Who dares to come up, I will burn all the money!"

As soon as this remark came out, these greedy people were quickly shocked, and they were honestly waiting for Jiang Yi to invest.

This is the first time that Jiang Yi has settled in money. He saw that the desires revealed by countless people's eyes.

Perhaps they are waiting for some money to cure the disease, or to save people, but they have nothing to do with Jiang Yi.

What he saw was from human nature, and he did not choose to obtain and greedy.

The eyes of these people, he felt that he could not forget this generation.

Now, he just wants to quickly spill these, and then give these people a small gift.

"Sir, it's done."

"OK."

Jiang Yi replied: "Except for the upstairs, other Jinyiwei immediately arrived near the funeral vehicle, ready to grab the key to drive."

"The ancestors are ready to get in the car at any time."

The Emperor and others came to the door of the car, and the five bodyguards had completely rest.

Even if their mother, they can't recognize their faces.

Jiang Yi opened another password box, and it was also some rice yuan, but in this box, Mi Yuan only occupied 10 %.

He looked at, in the distance, many bodyguards fell one by one, and then rushed out one after another, dragged those bodyguards into their own cars.

A cross -country service for funeral home?

At the same time, Jin Yiwei went to the bodies of those car drivers first, first pulled out the key, and then let people drag them away.

Quickly get on the car, open the door, the ancestors quickly transferred from the funeral car to the team.

The team slowly started, leaving in another direction of the crowd.

Jiang Yi picked up the money of the whole suitcase, throwing it into the sky, and sprinkled it on the ground.

"God, thank you for your gift!"

"I fall in love with God, God cares for us poor people!"

"We are all the children of God, I respect God, I will always be your slave!"

Jiang Yi felt ironic when he listened to these voices. This is the nature of the people in the West. He took God to weaken the merits of helping them, so as to provide the theoretical basis for their future revenge.

Just like they are to those aboriginals ...

This is a lesson that Chinese people should remember to generations.

You can be good, but you must not lead the wolf into the room.

Even if the wolf was injured and kneeling in front of you. After the injury, he was still ambitious cold -blooded animals.

People without home will create their own homes at all costs. Even if this homeland belongs to you, they will not be grateful for your collection, but they will only be jealous and want to occupy themselves.

Just like this time, Qian Ming was squeezed by the Chinese people. They held the money of the Chinese people, thanked God, and thanked their country, but did not thank Huaxia.

Seeing this full irony, Jiang Yi thought that most of the Mitshemids here would soon be scrapped, otherwise these people would really disgusting him for a lifetime.

He rushed to the overpass, taking off the suit while he desperately picked up the money, revealed the Tang suit worn in a suit, and then tore off the beard, only mixed with sunglasses into the crowd, and walked out.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the sky was hung on the sky, and the glorious shining on the whole land, the world seemed to be full of light.

In front of you, it is a seemingly bright avenue. There is no one alone, such as dead silence.

Behind it, there are countless people who are dancing to grab money.

If you have grabbed, or hold your hands, or you are on the ground, thank God like crazy.

Is there any grabbing, the eyes are cracked, and the people who grabbing the grabbing are rushing away:

"This is mine!"

"What do you want so much, why don't you distinguish me!"

"God, please be fair, let me grab money!"

Qian swayed in the wind, and people kept jumping up. Someone slammed another person and asked him to act as his own meat pad. He stepped on it on it, just to jump higher.

Some parents put their children around their necks, let the children reach out their hands, and ask them to grab the money.

Behind them, the young man who just spilled the money, took off the sunglasses, threw it back, only wearing a Tang suit, facing the direction of the sun, slowly moved forward ...

The sunshine was selflessly shining on his resolute face, and the golden and brilliant Guanghua appeared, as if he wanted to pull him into the world, and the torrent of the human nature and the darkness under the light.

However, how can a young man who is reckless?

He just wants to go alone in such a darkness to face the thorns in the entire world.

A motorcycle came from not far away, rushed to a drift in front of the young man, and the turning was completed while the brakes.

A familiar face gets into the eye.
Chapter completed!