No one would run around with a bag of cash, and it was even more impossible for people like Wu Long. If he likes money so much, he would definitely put the money in the safest place.

It is not easy to make some money these days, especially those who walk tightropes like Wu Long.

He earns violence when doing arms, but he must be wary of government forces, assassination of competitors, the blackmail of armed organizations, and even face the trauma of bigwigs who provide him with arms.

On the surface, it looks glamorous and makes money and cramps, but if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

"This bag of fake money is the ultimate prop I have determined for you. I don't believe that a person who suddenly appears as my bodyguard. Those who do this in my business will not trust someone easily, especially close-fits." Wu Long pointed to the east and smiled: "The people over there have long wanted to kill me. Your arrival made me very nervous, but at last thought... If you really sent me there, do you still need this? I am just an insignificant little person, and a bullet of 60 cents can be solved."

Ge Zhen didn't say anything. He took out the money and used the moonlight to verify it repeatedly. After rubbing it, he rubbed it again and again. Seeing that the money was fading, he turned hair when he saw it rubbing it twice. Only then did he definitely have all fake money.

There was a lot of fire in his stomach, and he wished he could break Wu Long with one shot now.

It’s so bad that his grandma is self-esteem!!!

It’s not a problem of money, but... it’s a problem of money!

"A person who wants money but lives is not the style of the special forces there. They don't care about money at all, they don't even look at it, they just want to defend their country, hahaha..."

"Check the bill for me." Ge Zhen stared at Wu Long.

Wu Long smiled and deducted a diamond from the belt mezzanine.

"2 carats, pay your salary today."

After taking the diamond, Ge Zhen's eyes showed doubts.

"Really, this diamond is real." Wu Long sat up and shrugged and smiled, "A person like me often fled to the world. How can you not bring some real things? Otherwise, you will be dead when necessary."

He pinched the diamond and looked carefully for a while, then bite it with his teeth before Ge Zhen put it away.

“It’s almost the same.”

"Haha, I won't treat you badly with me." Wu Long smiled and said, "But I have a question, why do you want money so much?"

At this moment, Wu Long completely put aside his guard against Ge Zhen.

He was curious about why his bodyguard wanted money and life so much, and he was even more capable than himself. Such people are indeed rare.

"My mother is a miner, and she has a late stage of pneumoconiosis. My mother is vegetative. If she wants her to live, she will have to prolong her life." Ge Zhen sighed a long time ago, and said helplessly: "We have to ask for money inside and outside. What's the money I'm looking for? My mother shows me at the mine, but I just wash my lungs once a year, but what about it? Not to mention my mother, I have to pay all the money by myself... The doctor told me that I'm waiting to die home, but I don't want to. I want to see my mother wake up, and I want our family to be happy..."

When he said this, tears flashed in his eyes, and his father's no longer straight waist and the cough that had never stopped.

And my mother, who was skinny and bone-skinned, was lying on the bed like a living dead person...

But the family of three has never been reunited. Ge Zhen just wanted to reunite with his family and enjoy maternal love.

Wu Long sat there and howled, tears falling like rain, and he was so fragile that he couldn't help but feel sad. He couldn't help but feel sympathy for him.

Everyone has his story, and every evil person may have his own difficulties.

Doing evil means having good; being good in appearance means hiding evil.

Who can tell me clearly? Perhaps this is the five colors of life.
Chapter completed!