Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 380, Fat Sheep

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On the street with sporadic acid rain, a man who looked like a homeless man walked quickly with his head down under the disgusting and avoiding eyes of others.

Suddenly a tall and burly man appeared in front of him, blocking the way.

The homeless man stopped involuntarily, raised his head and looked at the man in front of him, with a little doubt on his face, "It's you, what's the matter?
"Aren't you still eating, why did you come here and run in front of me..."

Zhang Baoren said calmly, "While eating, I suddenly remembered something and forgot to ask you to confirm it, so I chased after him to confirm it again."

"I don't know what's the matter?"

"About your identity."

When the homeless man heard the words, his face had a sense of embarrassment that he was caught after lying.

Busy bowed deeply to Zhang Baoren, "I'm sorry, I lied before, I'm not a native, I'm a Vietnamese from District 8, I'm really sorry, Smecta."

"You are indeed a liar."

Zhang Baoren looked at him, "Did you know that according to the rules, you have to pay first before eating here?"

"I'm not quite sure what you mean. Are you trying to say that I paid late and broke the rules?"

"No, I want to say why you paid late." Zhang Baoren shook his head and smiled.

"You know what kind of person doesn't pay for a meal at a restaurant?"

"First of all, the most basic ones are people who don't know there is such a rule, who have never eaten in a restaurant, or who rarely eat.

"And those people are either too poor to go to a restaurant, or so rich that they don't come to this kind of place.

"Your image and attire at this time are very suitable for the former, and the store regards you as this kind of person. Seeing that you look pitiful, they didn't ask you for money, so they gave you some food for free.

"But you end up paying again, which means you're not begging or you don't have money.

"Of course, it can also be said that you saved up the money and wanted to have a good meal, but if this is the case, you dare not say that you will drink up the soup, and you won't leave in a hurry before you finish eating.

"Then there is only one other possibility.

"You're a 'rich man.'"

Zhang Baoren looked at the homeless man in front of him and said, "The reason why you didn't pay in advance is because you have never been to this kind of restaurant, and you almost forgot to pay. Maybe it's because you are used to it. You are used to not paying for meals. After leaving Only then did I react."

"You are really good at associating, I am really just an ordinary tramp."

Zhang Baoren smiled, "I can tell you with certainty, no...no homeless man would come back to give money after eating and leaving.

"Even as long as the poorer people, there is a high probability that they will not do this."

"This does not prove that I am a rich man. The closest distance between me and a rich man was in yesterday's dream, and then it was in your mouth. Which rich man does not have all kinds of risk measures, even if he goes bankrupt, he will not be so rich." Down and out like me?"

"In addition to being rich, there is another word called expensive."

The tramp couldn't help laughing when he heard the words. He stretched out his hands and held up his dirty and embarrassed appearance, "This is even more ridiculous. Look how expensive I am like this."

"Appearance is the most false thing that human beings habitually fake to show others. I know this better than many people."

Zhang Baoren stared at a pair of black and white eyes against the muddy and filthy face of the person in front of him, "What is really difficult to change, and at the same time, what is more representative of a person's essence is his heart."

Hearing this, the pupils reflected in the eyes suddenly shrank, and the whole eyes became deep and deep following the slight change.

"Some people say that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and they dare not take it as a scientific truth. But everyone's eyes, to be precise, the eyes of people are indeed different.

"This is not a congenital achievement, but a habit based on different social identities.

"Although you have made your appearance very messy, your body is dirty and smelly, and you look like a standard down-and-out tramp, but the way you look at people doesn't match your identity at this time.

"Do you know how you see people?"

Zhang Baoren leaned forward a little bit, "You see people are looking from top to bottom, that kind of slight squint with a standard smile, and there is a kind of inadvertence in the turning of the eyes, which is revealed. This kind of contempt and casualness that is so high and everything is in control I have only seen in one kind of person.

"That's a blue sky master.

"Combining this with the fact that you don't have the traces of foreign martial arts training that a normal rich person should have, you should have managed many people before, right?
"You are indeed not a rich man, you are a 'noble man'."

Watch the bum getting stiffer.

Zhang Baoren took another step closer, "Judging from all the previous performances, the habits brought about by your original identity are still affecting you, and you haven't been purified by society, which means that you have not long been down.

"I left in a hurry before I finished my meal, probably because I was stimulated halfway.

"Apart from the original owner of the hotel, the only window to receive outside information is the TV on the wall that is broadcasting social news.

"May I ask if your surname is Gao..."

Zhang Baoren grabbed the homeless man's wrist and pulled it in front of him, and saw that he was holding a gray, inconspicuous cylindrical object about the size of a lighter in his hand.

At the same time, his fingers kept pressing, but there was no response.

Dangmoshan, to suppress all demons and ghosts, electronic signals.

Zhang Baoren reached out and pulled it out of his hands, "R nanotoxin, a portable nano self-defense grenade developed by R company, claims to be able to strike at the nano level on all enemies within a range of 30 meters, even powerful fighters Can't resist either."

He stretched out his hand and weighed it, "It is indeed a good thing, but remember not to buy it in the future.

"Next time you buy a weapon, don't focus on words like technological content and advanced. If someone uses these to sell you, then you have to suspect that you have met a liar.

"The most important thing about a weapon is stability.

"If I were you, I would rather choose a high-concentration odorless air anesthesia grenade, plus an electronic grenade made by a big factory. It only costs one-thousandth of the money to achieve a better effect than yours."

The tramp looked gloomy and coldly at Zhang Baoren, who was exuding an unpleasant aura, "Who the hell are you? Who sent you here."

"Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to do with anyone or any force in your imagination. I'm just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who lacks money."

Zhang Baoren smiled as if he was looking at a fat sheep, "Come on, Mr. Gao... let's talk about your bribery."

(End of this chapter)