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Chapter 107 A Meal of Ten Bowls of Noodles (Please Subscribe for a Monthly Pass)
Jiang Xiaobai was also startled, not because he was frightened by the man's eyes, but mainly because the man's eyes opened a little suddenly, just like the middle-aged man next to him said, he seemed to be insane.

Cautiously opened the mouth of the sack with his hands, and took a look inside. The contents inside were indeed books, and they were all old thread-bound books. He picked up a few books and glanced at the names. Baquan, Sleeping Fist, Five Sacred Mountains Fist, Tiger Crane Shuangxingquan... a bag full of martial arts cheats, at least hundreds of them.

If there is no accident, the books of the old man with goatee must belong to this tramp.

I scanned five books with my mobile phone, three books got a hundred times profit, and two books got a thousand times profit.Jiang Xiaobai reckoned that there might be books with ten thousand times profit in it.

Taking a deep breath, the tiger's body shook!
How much money can I earn after reading this bag of books?It will definitely not be lower than the hundreds of millions of stocks cut, plus the bookstore upgrade rewards, the income is a terrifying figure.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help swallowing.

"You seem to like these books."

The homeless man was sleeping on the ground looking at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Well, I like it very much. Do you sell these books?"

Jiang Xiaobai put away his mobile phone, put the few books in his hand back into the sack, and pressed the opening of the sack, for fear that one of these books would be lost.

"Not for sale. I can see that you are rich, but can money really buy everything? Let me tell you, it's impossible! Impossible! Money can't buy my soul, ahhh!"

After the homeless man said it was impossible several times in a row, he shouted hysterically "ahhhhh".

The passers-by around were frightened and backed away.

Jiang Xiaobai blinked, with a dignified expression on his face. There is nothing wrong with this man's body, but there is something wrong with his nerves. He must have been stimulated.I originally called the police and asked the police from the nearby PCS to take him out, but the problem is that this sack of books...

Buy it, but this man won't sell it.

To snatch, don't say it's a public place, even if you encounter it in some remote place late at night, you can't snatch it.It is also more civilized to deceive and abduct than directly rob.

How to do it?

At this moment, he heard the belly of the man sleeping on the ground gurgling.

"Get up first. I'll take you to dinner first."

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he thought of a way.

The man was hungry, and he hadn't had a full meal for a long time.

"Go away, I don't need your pity."

The homeless man said coldly, then closed his eyes again.

Jiang Xiaobai gritted his teeth, wanting to kick up, but held back.

"Young man, get up, he is JC, and also the superhero JC Shushu of our Dong'an City. He has done too many good deeds to save lives and heal the wounded. You are lucky to meet him today. Get up quickly."

A middle-aged woman standing not far away said.

"Young man, if you don't get up now, when other JCs come over later, they won't be so gentle with you."

Another middle-aged man said not far away.

"Don't get up yet, be careful and detain you for ten and a half months before you are satisfied?"

The crowd whispered.

The homeless man who was sleeping on the ground heard everyone say that Jiang Xiaobai was Superman JC Shumai, he opened his eyes, took a serious look, and his eyes lit up with a strange light.

"Get up. No matter what you encounter, sleeping here will not solve it. First fill your stomach, and then you tell your difficulties, and I will try my best to help you."

Jiang Xiaobai squatted down to help the homeless man.

"I don't need your help, I don't lack arms or legs myself!"

The homeless man pushed Jiang Xiaobai's hand away, stood up by himself, his stomach groaned again, a bit of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he immediately regained his composure.

"How about this, let me show you one of my books, and treat it as the money you invite me to dinner."

The homeless man hesitated and said.

"can."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled.

"This person..."

"What does he think of his book... If someone reads his book, he will exchange it for a meal."

"It's also fortunate that Superman JC Shushu is kind-hearted. If you were replaced by someone else, you would have been arrested."

The onlookers were discussing.

"Everyone go and do your own thing."

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hands to disperse the crowd.

After the man got up, he gently lifted the large bag of books weighing a hundred catties with one hand, and then looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Follow me."

Jiang Xiaobai took him to a small restaurant first, and asked him what to eat. He could say anything, so Jiang Xiaobai asked the boss to bring a large portion of fried noodles with meat.

This homeless man didn't know how long it had been since he had eaten a slightly "expensive" "good" food like pork chow mein. He ate up a big bowl full of pork fried noodles.Jiang Xiaobai watched him purse his lips and swallow his saliva, knowing that he was not full, so he asked the boss to order another fried noodles with meat.Immediately, another serving of fried noodles with meat was brought over. What surprised Jiang Xiaobai was that the man took five or six mouthfuls and finished a large bowl full, and then looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai murmured in his heart, this homeless man can really eat, even if he has such a big bowl full, he must be full, this homeless man can still eat after eating two bowls.Ask the waiter to bring another bowl.

The waiter came with a bowl.

After another five or six strokes, a big bowl was settled, and then I looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai was a little surprised, and looked at the man's stomach. His stomach looked completely normal and did not bulge.The waiter, the restaurant owner, and the other diners in the small restaurant were all surprised and looked at the homeless man.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the homeless man managed to eat a large bowl full of fried noodles brought by Jiang Xiaobai's waiter.

Jiang Xiaobai beckoned to the waiter, who immediately came over with a big bowl of fried noodles with meat.

Just like that, with ten bowls of fried noodles and three bowls of noodle soup, the homeless man burped, stood up, and rubbed his stomach in satisfaction.

"Full. Thank you."

The tramp's attitude towards Jiang Xiaobai became a little better, and he even said a thank you.

The waiter, shop owner, and other diners in the shop looked at the homeless man's stomach curiously. His stomach was normal, and he didn't even have a drum.

Ten bowls of noodles, what kind of concept is this? Ordinary people eat a big bowl and their stomachs are full. This homeless man ate ten bowls and drank three bowls of noodle soup.

Where did all his food go?Just looking at the stomach, I can't see it at all.These ten bowls of noodles were also eaten into their stomachs under their own eyes.

How could his stomach hold so much stuff?
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