You’re just a little kid, kicking a wanted criminal at the beginning?

Chapter 127

The prize for the second prize is five thousand dollars.

And these five thousand yuan are all deducted from the salary.

So, after seeing Ye Qiu win the second prize.

The monk's eyes were as wide as copper bells.

He didn't earn anything in this business, and he had to lose five thousand yuan!

After making sure that I really won the second prize.

The monk almost exploded.

"No way, you're cheating!"

Thinking of the five thousand yuan, the monk blurted out.

He obviously didn't turn on the switch, how could Ye Qiu win the second prize.

Cheating, absolute cheating.

"I drew this ball from the inside, where did I cheat?"

Ye Qiu smiled and looked at the monk with ignorant eyes.

Hearing this, the monk hurriedly shouted: "I obviously ..." But

he quickly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly swallowed back the next sentence of 'did not turn on the switch'.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Obviously what?

"Nothing..." The

monk was momentarily stunned and could only shake his head.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu gestured towards the third ball.

The former could only stare at Ye Qiu's operation while comforting himself in his heart.

"Five thousand yuan, isn't it five thousand yuan, you will earn it back in one day, don't be angry, don't be angry, be stable."

But before the monk could say a few words of comfort.

Ye Qiu's happy voice came again: "Another second prize, God of Wealth bless!"

"What!!?"

Hearing this, the monk's heart twitched and he looked over again.

This look, Ye Qiu opened the ball.

Sure enough, it was another second prize.

Five thousand....

I have to take another five thousand to get in!

In an instant, the monk's heart was like a knife.

He glanced down at the lottery box, and there were already hundreds of scoldings in his heart.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this raffle box.

This is to pay him to death!

"That lottery box can actually draw a reward."

"I'll drop a good drop, two five thousand plus one thousand, ten thousand, where to earn blood!"

"I've been here a few times and donated thousands of dollars, why didn't I draw it."

"The God of Wealth is so useful? So why do I only lose money? "

Passers-by around were talking about it.

And inside the live broadcast room.

The audience who saw this scene was already crazy.

"Hahaha, let me just say, the criminal man Ye only has a share of making other people's money, how can he have a share of being a big wrongdoer!" "

I can be considered to have understood, the torturer Ye is the whole thing, the first person in the God of Wealth Temple." "

Torturer Man Ye: I'm all incense, and it's reasonable for the God of Wealth to bless me with a prize." "

Understand, buy a lottery ticket to go to the God of Wealth Temple, worship and scrape, and focus on a live return!"

"I have worshiped the God of Wealth for so long, and today I look at the torture man Ye to realize that my previous worship was wrong.

"The man has gold under his knees, so I choose to kneel and worship the God of Wealth while buying lottery tickets!" "

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At the scene, only the monk was about to cry.

I originally wanted to circle money, but I ended up putting in 10,000 at once.

This is a bloody loss.

He was going to take this money to get a few more chicks!

Well, now the chick is gone.

That white flower thigh.

The more I think about it, the more I feel a pity.

"Exactly, good is rewarded!"

Ye Qiu glanced at the monk's expression and extended his hand to the fourth ball.

These balls are too troublesome, and he can't wait to open them all at once.

But there is no way, or can only come one by one.

Picking up the fourth ball, Ye Qiu opened it again.

The monk's gaze had been staring at the movements on Ye Qiu's hand.

His brows were pounding, always feeling like something bad was about to happen.

"Hey..."

Ye Qiu sighed.

The monk's tense mood was relieved.

It looks like he didn't win the lottery.

Think about it too.

How could it all have hit him.

Is it really blessed by the God of Wealth!

"It's a pity, there are no five thousand."

"Only a thousand."

"Third Prize."

Ye Qiu took out the note.

When the monk who had just breathed a breath heard this, he almost didn't come up in one breath.

"How is it possible, this can't be!"

"You... You...... You..." The

monk was out of breath.

Open hang!

This is a special !!

"What's wrong with me?"

"Good is rewarded with goodness, and this is the blessing of the God of Wealth!"

Ye Qiu looked at the monk with a smile.

As soon as he said this, the monk could only suffer a dumb loss in an instant.

Otherwise, what else could he say?

Where in this world is there any god of wealth?

How can there be a God of Wealth blessing?

As soon as this sentence is spoken.

Even if you can resist the anger of these tourists around you.

I can't carry the abbot's dozens of feet.

The abbot was the least angry.

If you dare to touch his interests, offend him.

That ended badly.

"It's nothing, your God of Wealth bless..." The

monk gritted his teeth and finally held out a few words.

He lowered his head and set his eyes on the draw box again.

Damn, what a crazy raffle box is going on!

Why can you win so many prizes?

"Indeed, it is good to have the blessing of the God of Wealth."

"In the remaining balls, there may be a first or second prize."

Ye Qiu smiled, directly stretched out his hand, and quickly unscrewed the remaining balls.

The notes in the ball were all held by Ye Qiu in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this scene, the monk's heart suddenly raised his throat.

He was really afraid that Ye Qiu would come up with a second prize.

"O Buddha, O Jesus, O Jade Emperor, O Zeus! You must not let him draw to the second level again.

"Is that five thousand dollars money, that's my life!"

The monk prayed in his heart, and all the gods in the world begged for it.

At this time, Ye Qiu had already opened all the balls.

The small notes were all squeezed in his palm.

The surrounding passers-by were full of curiosity, and they all stuck their heads out.

"I won't win the lottery again."

"If the God of Wealth is really blessed, it is very likely."

"Envy, how nice it would be if I had."

"How do I feel shady?"

"...,"

passers-by chattered.

The monk's heart was beating wildly.

"Shi... Donor, open it quickly to see if you have won the lottery.

He stared at Ye Qiu's fist.

Wherever Ye Qiu's fist holding the note moved, his gaze followed.

Seeing the monk's appearance, Ye Qiu couldn't help but laugh a little.

Even the delivery boy pitted, right?

Then give you the whole bit of ruthlessness!

Ye Qiu turned around and came to the table in front of the God of Wealth statue, and spread his hands.

Then I put the notes in the palm of my hand one by one.

"If you are in such a hurry, then you look at it first!"

Ye Qiu's voice just fell.

The monk rushed forward impatiently.

The eyes can see the content of the note on the desktop at once.

"First prize, second prize, second prize, third prize, first prize..."

the monk chanted.

And then read and read.

Eyes white.

Directly fainted.