Paranoid Rhapsody

It was already a successful sales pitch for her, convincing the bastard to buy a two-dollar lottery ticket, which brought her a turnover of one hundred and twelve dollars, and earned several dollars.

"Come, give me a few tickets!" The fat man took out the bag that was tucked under his armpit, took out a few pieces of paper and slapped them on the counter, looked at the beer bottle in Liang Jun's hand, and said to the proprietress: "Bring me a bottle of beer too, I want it cold!".

Liang Jun poured a sip of beer and began to scratch the lottery ticket with the wooden chopsticks of Daguo in Zhongjie. He scratched it quickly, because he knew which ticket he didn't win.

The

fat man leaned on the counter, drinking beer, while watching Liang Jun scratch the lottery ticket, when he saw Liang Jun scratching three in a row, he couldn't help but speak: "I don't look down on you people who play scratch the most, and you don't rely on blindness, and you don't have any technical content at all." "

Liang Jun looked up at him and asked with a smile, "The one you play has technical content?"

"Of course. The fat man gave a thumbs up: "Let's play digital color, to understand probability, every period must be calculated." There's a lot of talk about it, it's more exciting than stocks, and it's fun. "

Liang Jun was speechless, it seemed that he had met a hardcore lottery player, and couldn't help but ask: "Then do you know that the lottery results are all manually manipulated?".

"Of course I know. The fat man laughed heroically: "Let's count the numbers they manipulated, this is called technology, just understand probability, but also understand psychology, and calculate what winning numbers will be arranged by those who manipulate the lottery results!".

"High, really high. Liang Jun was convinced, lowered his head again to scratch his lottery ticket, and said casually: "But I still like this kind of lottery that is scratched, although the winning rate is certainly not as high as advertised, but at least the lottery results have been printed on the ticket, and no one can manipulate it." "

The fat man shook his head again and again, and was about to continue teaching this unenlightened boy, but saw Liang Jun raise the last lottery ticket he had just scratched to the proprietress: "Sister, can this ticket be redeemed?"

The fat man looked at the lottery ticket in Liang Jun's hand curiously, and was suddenly stunned: "What are you...... Hit 5,000?".

"Huh, won 5,000?" the proprietress stopped playing the lottery and pushed away the keyboard and stood up.

"Hmm. Liang Jun pretended to be calm, but his heart was already refreshed, with the 5,000 yuan, he could temporarily say goodbye to the hard days of having a meal without a meal.

5,000 yuan, half a year's living expenses, just look at it, scratch it, and earn it! It was the first time he experienced this feeling of getting something for nothing, very cool, very cool!

The

fat man's expression was sluggish for a long time, and then he shook his head with a wry smile and squeezed out three words: "It's still you." "

Liang Jun deeply agrees with the fat man's words, and now he feels this way, he is really awesome!

The proprietress checked the lottery ticket, and sure enough, she won 5,000, and sighed enviously: "Little brother, you are so lucky!".

"Hehe, I think so too. Liang Jun laughed, but there was something else in his words, his good luck was not to win 5,000 yuan, but not to this see-through eye.

The proprietress looked embarrassed: "This ticket may not be redeemed for ...... now."

"Not enough cash?" Liang Jun had already guessed this possibility.

The proprietress nodded repeatedly: "Yes." "

At this time, the fat man suddenly interjected: "I have the cash." "

Liang Jun was stunned for a moment, thinking that this fat uncle wanted to buy his own lottery tickets at a low price, but he didn't expect him to say: "My tickets are a total of 4,000 yuan, boss, this money plus your cash, is enough for 5,000?"

The proprietress suddenly realized and said repeatedly: "Enough, enough." "

Liang Junxin said that this is the case, it seems that he is a gentleman with the heart of a villain. At the same time, it is also a little secretly staggering, playing a few lottery tickets costs 4,000 yuan, this fat man plays very big.

The fat man took out a wad of money from his bag, counted four thousand on the proprietress banknote detector, and the proprietress took out another one thousand from the counter and added it, and after verifying that it was correct on the banknote detector, she handed it to Liang Jun.

Five thousand yuan is not thick, it is somewhat weighty in his hand, Liang Jun took out a hundred yuan to buy a mobile phone recharge card, thanked the fat man again, paid for the beer for him, and left the store.

......

It was slowly getting dark, and Liang Jun planned to go back to where he lived.

He looked up at the towering Wangyun Tower, and walked into a community not far away, where the alley under the high wall was secluded and uninhabited.

Suddenly, a group of young people in strange costumes walked in quickly, and the silence was broken by the disturbing voices, pushing and shoving two girls in school uniforms, and their mouths were not clean.

This is the attached residential area of the high-end Wangyun Building, the security measures are very advanced, these people just walked into the alley, the security guards in the monitoring room, they saw them from the monitoring.

There was a lot of excitement, and the security guard hurriedly summoned his companions: "Lao Wang, Lao Zhu, come on, someone is going to do something!".

"What's wrong, Xiao Liu?".

Two security guards hurriedly came over, and the fat security guard, nicknamed Lao Wang, grabbed the mouse to maximize the monitoring screen in the alley, and then operated the PTZ controller to aim the surveillance camera at the audience.

I saw that five or six young people in strange costumes surrounded the two girls in the middle, and they were making exaggerated body movements, as if they were mocking hooligans.

Lao Wang asked, "What kind of thing is this group of people, what is it called, and what is it called, making it look like a group of parrots calling spring?"

"What a parrot. Lao Zhu slapped Lao Wang's head, and said painfully: "That's called killing Matt, it's visual art!

Lao Wang rubbed his head aggrievedly, and didn't dare to talk back to Lao Zhu, but said in his heart, I don't think it's cool, but the brain is very similar!

"I'm grass!" security guard Xiao Liu pointed to a person on the screen and shouted: "Look, this kid is going to take off his pants!".

The

two of them looked at each other, isn't it, the person Xiao Liu pointed to, with colorful explosive hair, a face with heavy makeup like a zombie, wearing a set of dripping mixes, holding a belt and about to untie it, the person next to him was holding a black thing and kept pointing, Lao Wang pulled the camera closer to see that it was a double-barreled shotgun!

"Fuck, these guys, they've got guns. "

"Do you want to call the police?"

"Wait, there's a guy over there. "

"There's another one over here. "

The three of them looked at each other, Lao Wang was timid, and hesitated to speak first: "Or, let's call the police first, right?"

Xiao Liu hesitated, but Lao Zhu took the idea: "Wait a minute, let's see." "

......

In the video, a man hangs his head and appears to have drunk a lot of alcohol.

Seeing someone bullying the girl in front of him, he came to him slowly, but before he could do anything, he was pointed at the head with a chicken feather.

"Are you fucking sick?

The

chicken feather head was aimed at the confused Shangzi Road, and when he raised his hand, it was a gun butt, and it hit Shangzi Road, and the blood flowed immediately.