Asking you to tell fortunes will destroy people's mentality.

Zhao Fan had just gained the power of space, but he couldn't wait to give it a try.

He looked around and saw a beggar on each side of the overpass, and a middle-aged man with sound limbs kneeling on the ground, hoping for help, but everyone who came and went only glanced at him, and some even whispered that he had not worked for nothing.

Therefore, the middle-aged beggar had very little money on his plate, and it seemed as if there were only a few dollars scattered around.

Another young beggar, with a cane, half-lying on the ground, looked like a disabled man who had lost his calf, and the people who came and went thought he was very pitiful, and they were more than happy to give him money.

The plates on the ground were full of colorful money, in stark contrast to the first beggar.

is also a beggar who asks for money, and the difference is so big that people can't help but sigh.

Zhao Fan immediately calculated a hexagram for them, the corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

At this time, the disabled beggar lying on the ground was very proud, he naturally knew that there was a beggar opposite, after all, it was very important to choose a place in this business.

These years rely on the brain, and without a little brain, even a beggar is not good.

He had been like a beggar opposite, writing a few lines of miserable experiences on the ground, begging for sympathy and receiving their alms.

But when others see that you have hands and feet, and your limbs are sound, they all turn a blind eye, and some people even scold him a few times, saying that he does not deserve sympathy at all.

After careful observation, he came to a conclusion that it is not enough to just write a few lines to sell miserable, but to let others really see your miserable, so that they will sympathize with you and send you money.

So he immediately bought materials on the Internet, and then made a fake prop and wore it on his legs, looking like a poor disabled person with no calves.

But in fact, his calves are hidden in the hidden compartment of the props, and as long as he doesn't deliberately move, others can't see it at all.

With this hand, he can earn a lot of income under the flyover every day, and the monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan is only the goal of last month, and this month the pattern will be a little bigger, striving for a monthly income of 50,000 yuan!

He also has to admire his clever mind, and sometimes he also wonders if he is too condescending to be a beggar.

However, thinking of pretending to be a beggar and pretending to be pitiful, and having a steady stream of income every day when he lies down, he will see that it is most comfortable to lie down and make money!

Today is another day full of hope, where should he go for a massage after work? What a trouble?

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but look at the begging plate next to him, but this look was instantly confused.

Where's my money? Wouldn't it be hell?

I saw that the plate he was begging for was empty, and there was not a dime left on it.

The money is naturally in Zhao Fan's hands, just now Zhao Fan calculated a hexagram for him, and he could see at a glance that he was a fake beggar, pretending to be pitiful every day to win everyone's sympathy, but in fact, he spent more money than anyone else after work.

It's just so jealous... No, it's so infuriating that they take advantage of everyone's sympathy for profit.

So Zhao Fan directly used his spatial ability to take the beggar's money.

Immediately after that, the money in Zhao Fan's hand disappeared again, appearing on the plate of another middle-aged beggar kneeling on the ground.

The middle-aged beggar wiped his eyes and confirmed that he was not dreaming, and that there was so much extra money on his plate, which looked like there were nearly 1,000 yuan.

He hurriedly looked left and right, wanting to see which kind person gave him charity, and after he worked to make money, he must return the money.

The middle-aged beggar is actually a migrant worker in the city, because his mobile phone and wallet were stolen at the station, he is penniless and unfamiliar with life, so he has to make this decision, hoping that someone will help him.

It's just that everyone sees that others are tall and big, and their bodies are not missing arms or legs, so they naturally won't give him money easily.

If he hadn't been cornered, why would he have fallen to the point of begging on the street, but fortunately, he still met a kind person who helped him.

As long as you have this money, you can fill your stomach first, and then find a construction site to move bricks, and this difficulty can be overcome.

The middle-aged beggar searched for a while, but did not find the kind person who gave him money, kowtowed a few times on the ground to express his gratitude, wiped off a few lines on the ground, and then left the place.

......

As for the young man who pretended to be a beggar, it was more miserable, because the money on the plate had disappeared just now, so he wanted to stand up and look around to see if the money had been blown away by the wind.

But as soon as he wanted to get up, he saw a strong passerby stop in front of him, still carrying a large bag of steamed buns in his hand.

"I see that you are so pitiful, I haven't eaten for a few days, so I went to the street and bought you 20 yuan steamed buns.

"So that you don't starve.

"What are you looking at me for? Eat it while it's hot!

"Is it true that all the writing on the ground is fake?" said

the passer-by looked at the young beggar with a nonchalant expression, thinking that he had saved money every day and contributed all his breakfast money to the beggar.

I didn't expect this beggar to be fake, because when he went to work as a waiter at the bar last night, he saw this beggar eating and drinking there, and he didn't look like a beggar.

So today he came to debunk the true face of this young beggar and let him taste his fist the size of a casserole.

The young beggar did not notice the look of the passer-by, and was still looking around, looking for the lost money.

But because he was in too much of a hurry, the props under his feet accidentally fell off, revealing the calves inside.

The passer-by suddenly couldn't help it, and grabbed the beggar by the collar and beat him badly, thumping, and punching to the flesh.

There were more and more onlookers, and when they learned the truth of the matter, some people who had given money to beggars couldn't help it.

also joined the queue of beating beggars, so the beggars changed from the original singles to the current beatings.

"Do you still have the royal law, do you still have the law

?" "If you beat me, a little comrade, in broad daylight, won't your conscience hurt?"

The beggar didn't say anything, but as soon as he said this, everyone fought more vigorously.

"Even if you are special, you deserve to tell me your conscience!" "

Lao Tzu is scolded by the boss as a grandson every day, and he is not even willing to eat breakfast with a few pocket money left, so he gives it all to you, but I didn't expect you to be a liar." "

Liars don't die well! Hit me hard, pump hard!"

......

In the end, it was the police who arrived to end the farce, and the call to the police was still made by the beggar in the gap between the beatings.

Because I couldn't find a passerby who started beating people, this matter was just hastily settled.

Zhao Fan couldn't help but shake his head, poor boy, I hope that after this lesson, I can be a new person in the future!