One knife after another, Gao Mu threw out more than a dozen knives of "ten thousand yuan red" from his ordinary backpack. He was stunned by Ma Yiming who had no waves.

Crazy!

Nothing. What are you doing with more than 100000 cash in your bag? Isn't it heavy to carry?

It's not that Gao Mu is really insane. He has nothing to carry so much cash with him, but he just took the money to do business. Today's trip is pure coincidence.

It seems that God wants to see him pretend to force, but it's really comfortable to hit people with money, although it didn't hit minister Jing and the pavilion directly on their bodies and heads.

But when he threw a knife, the other side shrugged his neck and shoulders, as if he had been pulled by a real knife. It was very funny.

Minister Jing and others don't want to be so funny, but Gao Mu threw it out one knife after another, completely at the tip of their hearts!

Thousands, he dares to talk nonsense with his eyes closed, falsely accusing Gao mu of stealing the money, but more than 100000 are thrown in front of them, so he needs to think about it.

How did you get the money?

Is it Gao Mu's own?

If it's him, why does he have so much money?

What kind of person would a person with so much money be?

Could he be a silent, ordinary student?

My heart is like a knife, my heart is like a hemp!

Qian Putong stared at the ten thousand dollar bills thrown out. His heart beat and swallowed for a long time before he found that they were dry.

What's going on with TM?

Compared with this, those surprises before are nothing. There's no need to be surprised at all, okay?

Compared with Gao mu, he is nothing!

Compared with Gao Mu's big backpack, his shriveled wallet is nothing!

A small bag is a big bag, but a bag is not a bag.

Qian Putong looked at Gao Mu's eyes, full of blood, and the complexity of his heart exceeded calculus.

"Old horse, what's the situation? How much money is hidden in this bag?"

There was no one in the bedroom who was in a flat mood. Wang Jin tried to breathe, grabbed Ma Yiming and asked.

Fast and urgent!

"Grandma's panda, when did Gao Mu learn magic? It's amazing!"

Zhou Yixuan's mouth was wide open and saliva was about to gush out at any time. His eyes narrowed and stared at Gao mu. Oh, no, it was the black backpack in Gao Mu's hand.

There are not too many magic bags that can change money.

Compared with the more than 100000 yuan, he paid more attention to the chicken that can lay golden eggs.

"Go away, what are you thinking? You're crazy about magic and money!"

Ma Yiming pushed away Zhou Yixuan, who was about to pounce on him. What he thought was too beautiful to be stimulated.

"Lao Zhou, stop joking. Lao Ma, how can Gao Mu suddenly become so rich?"

Wang Jin also pushed Zhou Yixuan. When it was so exciting, he made a Fool joke.

"He has money to pay back..." Ma Yiming wanted to say that Gao Mu is a rich man. This money is a drop in the bucket. When he saw the two posted faces, he suddenly stopped the car. "I don't know where he got so much money. Ask me. Who am I going to ask?"

Although Gao Mu is throwing money at the pavilion and Minister Jing, he is only throwing money after all, and does not really expose his own details.

"Cut, don't you claim to be Gao Mu's iron friend? How can you not even know this when you wear a pair of pants from childhood? Do you usually boast?"

Ma Yiming was very arrogant in bedroom 101. In order to reflect his intimacy with Gao mu, he often said some little secrets. Unexpectedly, he was used as a "handle" by Wang Jin today.

"Just ask if you don't know. With your relationship, won't he tell you?"

Zhou Yixuan also arched the fire.

No matter what kind of mood, one thing they have in common is that they don't want to admit that Gao Mu is a rich student who is richer than them.

In 101, in their class, it is enough to be stimulated by the so-called second generation of Qian Putong in economic wealth. How can they live if there is another higher level of Gaomu!

"Well, I'll ask later. Now is not the time to watch the play quietly. Grandma, these guys, see how they end today!"

From the moment Gao Mu took out the black bag, Ma Yiming knew that his counterattack had officially started, but he didn't expect that the counterattack would be so exciting and cool.

Throwing money, he likes it so much.

If he could be given a similar opportunity, he would change hundreds of thousands of dollars into coins and smash them again. Hey, how can he relieve his anger if he doesn't smash half dead.

Indeed, the main duel of the play is between Gao Mu and the Minister of the same scene in the Shangting. They just have to watch the quiet trick.

As for the rest, wait until the play is over.

At this time, Minister Jing and Shangting, who stood in front of Gao mu, had no other superfluous body movements except the neat shrug of their necks.

It's like being hit by someone. He doesn't move and his eyes are a little dull.

"Hey, don't be in a daze. What about you? With so much money, are you going to let the police give me a few years?"

They were in a daze. Gao Mu didn't want to watch puppet shows. They were doing it in the first half. Now it's his rhythm in the second half.

"Well, ah, oh, the policeman doesn't care how many years he is sentenced."

I really didn't say anything. I don't know what the merchant Pavilion thought. Leng came out.

"Yes, you also know that the police will be sentenced to no matter how many years? I thought that as long as minister Jing was more powerful than the police, the police could decide what they didn't care about and what they couldn't decide?"

He has been vilified by Minister Jing. Gao Mu doesn't care at all. It's impossible to seize the opportunity to go back.

"I, I didn't mean that."

Finally, he stopped making puppets. Minister Jing conditionally defended himself.

"Really? What do you mean, Minister Jing is high up. He doesn't treat so many of us as fools?"

That's not what I mean. I've said so many words, called the police and was arrested and sentenced. Now I don't admit it?

"Classmate Gao mu, please pay attention to your tone of voice."

Minister Jing is very skilled in allowing state officials to set fire and people to light lights. He can say Gao mu in a strange way, but Gao Mu is not allowed to say so.

At the same time, Minister Jing of Gao Mu also sobered him up a lot. He is the leader of the student union and is responsible for leading and managing students. How can the students below be forced to say nothing?

"Also, although you have taken out so much money, you still can't prove that the money is yours. I still have reason to suspect that the money is you... The source is unknown."

Although the spirit has been renewed, the meaning of the same words has changed and there is no previous oath.

Unconsciously, Minister Jing's momentum has slipped from the previous peak to the mountainside.

The arrogance is still there, but not as arrogant as before.

"Yes, according to your theory, the money taken out of my bag really can't prove to be mine. It's all temporarily put by others."

When Gao Mu finished, he put more than a dozen knives "ten thousand yuan red" on the bed back into the bag one by one.

With so many covetous eyes of desire staring at him, he was afraid that someone could not control the robbery. He didn't care about this money, but if he really found a robber, it would be his sin.

Indeed, watching Gao Mu put the money back into the bag one by one, many people's already riddled hearts were bleeding and swallowing more turbulent than when they threw it out.

There are some of the reddest eyes, but also have such a trace of desire.

Of course, until Gao Mu put all his money, mobile phones and pagers back in the bag, they were still stupid and didn't move.

"Well, you admit that the money is not yours."

Gao Mu's words excited the pavilion from a wooden man to a living man, dancing and excited.

"So what?" Gao Mu's ghost smiled, "but I'm different from you. I'm willing to admit that this mobile phone and this wallet belong to you."

"Ha ha ha, you know me. Of course it's me who stole my cell phone and wallet." the pavilion never thought it would change so quickly. Gao Mu suddenly cooperated with them, "so you admit that you stole it."

"Hey, don't change the concept." Gao Mu shook his head and zipped up the black backpack. "I just said I admit these are yours. This doesn't mean I took them."

"What do you mean?" Gao Mu was confused about the booth. "Aren't you sophistry? Since it belongs to me and appears on your bed, it just proves that you stole it? Minister Jing, don't talk nonsense with him. Take him to the school security office."

There are many dreams at night. The pavilion hopes to make a quick decision and doesn't want any new changes.

"Yes, classmate Gao, let's go. Follow me to the school security office and explain your affairs thoroughly and clearly."

Minister Jing also agreed with the statement of the commercial pavilion. With a wave of thumb behind him, he motioned for Gao Mu to leave.

At this time, before Gao Mu said anything else, the booth could not wait to grab Ericsson's mobile phone and wallet and put them into his pocket.

These are other people's things. If you touch them, they want him to pay for them.

"The school security office is not in a hurry. Let me ask you a question first. How much do you know about fingerprints?"

Gao Mu was in no hurry. Seeing that his mobile phone and wallet had been taken away by the booth, he sat on his bed with a relaxed face.

When Ericsson and his wallet were in bed before, he was not even happy to get close, but now he is very casual.

"What do you mean?"

Gao Mu's Leaping thinking made minister Jing and the commercial pavilion look confused and still have no solution.