The male with the halo in the entertainment industry

Stopped a passing lady.

"Here, beauty..." After Wang Ziji spoke, he realized that he only had poor English, and your local people are generally of low quality and can't understand English at all.

The woman took a look at Wang Ziji. Wang Ziji hadn't bathed for more than ten days, and his whole body was smelly. As soon as she smelled his stench, she immediately walked away in disgust.

Damn, you have to know that in China now, after becoming a celebrity, he always hides from crazy passers-by, and now he finally understands the feeling of others hiding from himself.

"Can you lend me your mobile phone?" Wang Ziji stretched his neck and asked a kindly-looking middle-aged man behind him.

The middle-aged man didn't understand what Wang Ziji was saying, he was a homeless man on the street, and was about to avoid it, but he didn't expect the other party to reach out to touch his mobile phone.

"Get away, you thief!" The other party thought that Wang Ziji was trying to strike up a conversation with him, and then took advantage of the gap to steal the phone and raised his fist at him. It seemed that this person did not have the kindness on the surface.

"What do you mean, there are thieves?"

Hearing his loud roar, all the people around noticed such an outlander whose clothes and demeanor were disgusting, their eyes suddenly looked fierce, and they all rushed towards Wang Ziji to surround him.

"What are you doing, I just want to borrow a phone call." Wang Ziji had no idea that he was now a lunatic who could not speak the language in their eyes.

"Catch him and send him to the police station!" Someone shouted in the crowd.

130. Without money, it is difficult to move an inch

Sure enough, booing is suitable everywhere, Wang Ziji didn't even borrow the phone, and even caused a lot of trouble, his temper suddenly became a little bit up.

"Come on, take me to the police station." He sat down directly, crossed his legs, and stretched out his hand: "Come on, take me there quickly."

A woman who was originally facing forward took a step back in disgust, and was shocked by Wang Ziji's arrogant attitude. In fact, it was because there were too many thieves on the island, so the police station offered a high price to catch the thieves. That middle-aged man was actually like this Only then was he in a hurry to slander Wang Ziji as a thief.

"When I get to the police station, I want to see whether I am a thief or you are a slanderer." Wang Ziji stood up, his English was not enough for a while, he looked up and down, and began to attack with his poisonous tongue: "Look at your broken mobile phone that you bought from a second-hand market. The thief stole it and couldn't find anyone willing to buy it. Besides, your clothes that have been passed down from your ancestors have been worn since your great-grandfather. You wore them for 80 years. The color hasn't faded completely, the quality is good."

It never occurred to him that a homeless man would dare to sneer at him like this. The middle-aged man became furious and shook his fist at Wang Ziji fiercely.

"Fuck, who are you talking about!"

It's a pity that the fist was blocked by Shengsheng, and there was a crisp sound from the bones of the middle-aged man, and the severe pain immediately spread to the whole body.

Turning around, Jin Yaoze was looking at him coldly: "If you want to hit him, do you have my consent?"

"Let me go!" It was the first time that Jin Yaoze was treated as a homeless crowd since he was a child. Compared with the usual stars and moons, the gap in his heart made him angry, and someone came out to bully him at this time. Nan Sheng, does he think this guy doesn't want to live?

"Let go of you, let go of you!" Jin Yaoze didn't bother to look at him, folded his hand and pulled him over, and kicked him hard in the stomach.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man screamed and knelt on the ground in pain.

A group of people didn't expect that these two tramps, who also looked thin, were so capable of fighting, they scattered like birds and beasts in no time, and no one would dare to frame him as a thief.

"Oh, cool!" Wang Ziji patted the dust and stood up: "I just like to watch you save my beauty as a hero."

"You are like this now, how beautiful are you?" Jin Yaoze snorted and laughed: "Hurry up and think of a way, I think we should change into a handsome dress and have a high-end watch, so that we can borrow mobile phones with hope and hope." You won't be considered a thief."

Wang Ziji was almost spit out by Jin Yaoze's words: "My young master, do you think we are traveling abroad now? And there are designer entourages? If we have this little money to buy clothes, do we still need to borrow a mobile phone? ?”

Hearing what he said, Jin Yaoze immediately regretted it. When he was trekking in the uninhabited area of ​​the deserted island, he thought that some of the jewelry on his body were too heavy, so he threw it away, because he never thought that he would be reduced to worrying about money .

"Damn it, I don't know why, there should be news from over there to search and rescue, but there is no news at all, let alone find us!" Thinking of this, Wang Ziji was even more depressed, just about to go find someone again, Unexpectedly, someone patted Jin Yaoze on the shoulder from behind.

An old man with spider tattoos all over his face looked at him, and said in the local language, "Young man, I think you have good skills, and there is a place to make money, do you want to go and see it?"

131. The world that exists underground

"We just want to borrow the phone." Before he figured out the situation, Jin Yaoze calmly refused. People who are not familiar with the place here should be careful.

Wang Ziji was very curious: "Even if we contact the rescue, it will take time to rush over, let alone find us, or go and see what a good thing is."

Jin Yaoze was still hesitating, but was dragged over by his buddy.

"I know you don't want to be disliked by people walking on the street like this anymore. We can change clothes when we earn money. If you see the rescue, if you are photographed by some reporter, post it on the Internet. Your image in this life is terrible. It's ruined."

If the first half sentence is not enough to move Jin Yaoze's heart, but the second half sentence hits Jin Yaoze's vital point, no!He definitely can't go back like this, even if the elder brother came to pick him up in person, what would he look like?

"Things have to be like this now."

"That's right."

The two colored ones followed the old man who was not simple at first sight, and came to the ruins of a construction site.

"You don't know how to move bricks every day, do you?" I couldn't help being annoyed in my heart. In the eyes of people like Jin Yaoze, moving bricks is just a joke. If he is really asked to do it, it is tantamount to fantasy!

"How is it possible?" The old man was teased by the two and showed a sneer: "You two, please follow me."

After opening a seemingly inconspicuous wooden board, a long passage appeared. This is an underground kingdom belonging to another world.

Jin Yaoze narrowed his eyes vigilantly, and after seeing his true face clearly, he instinctively clenched the gun in his belt.

Presented in front of them was an arena built with crude materials, surrounded by rusty barbed wire and airtight outside.Outside the arena, there are a group of crazy gamblers and dignitaries and challengers with muscles bulging like beasts. This is the legendary underground fighting arena.

"Young man, this is where you can make money." The old man urged step by step, "As long as you are skilled here, it doesn't matter how much money you make. Go ahead and give full play to your abilities." As soon as he finished speaking, There were two people dragging a panting man past them. He had completely lost the ability to walk, and a long bloodstain was drawn behind him.

"Where are you going to take this person?" Seeing that this person's tendons might be broken, Jin Yaoze frowned: "If I'm not wrong, this place will not be responsible for the life of the participants at all." Bar?"

"Oh, you don't need to worry about this, it's a guy who is completely self-sufficient who came to seek death." The old man quickly blocked their figure, and continued to flirt with Jin Yaoze lightly: "Young man, you don't need to think so much about your skills. "

"It's okay, you don't have to go."

Before Jin Yaoze could speak, the silly boy next to him had already started to take off his shirt. Wang Ziji's posture of taking off his clothes made Jin Yaoze's heart tremble, and he quickly stopped him: "Nansheng, don't mess around."

"Do you think I have never fought in this arena? At that time, I was fighting against Lao Mei, and the money was right in front of me. If you don't earn it, you won't earn it." Wang Ziji was impatient.In fact, he felt a little guilty, these contestants who won on stage.All of them seemed to have been injected with special hormones, and the veins on their muscles were bulging, full of primitive brutality.

"You went up without knowing the opponent's power?" Jin Yaoze was a little angry: "Don't just joke around with your life. Besides, this is someone else's territory. Even if we win, they will be angered by their dissatisfaction. Let's fight together. Let's fight together. The two are probably not rivals."

132. A Nest of Cops and Robbers

The two people at the door saw that they seemed to want to leave, so they made faces with the old man.

"It's so useless?" The old man suddenly turned his face, sneered and spoke harshly: "You don't even have the courage to choose a stand. If you don't pick up the money, you really don't think about it anymore."

"I don't think about it." Glaring at Wang Ziji who was hesitating to speak, Jin Yaoze coldly rebuffed: "We are the ones who managed to escape from death, but we just need a little money, so we don't have to risk our lives."

"Very good!" At this moment, the two people at the door clapped their hands, and several men in police uniforms walked out towards them.

"What are you doing?"

"Excuse me, gentlemen, we are going to formally arrest you for theft." Some beasts in clothes began to rub their fists while talking, and took out the handcuffs in their hands.

"Fuck, how do we