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Stark Industries enters the entertainment industry for the first time!
The mysterious singer is suspected of being underage. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?
Informed sources claim that the mysterious singer is actually Tony Stark¡¯s aunt!
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Amid countless true and false news, the concert¡¯s popularity has been aroused.
Countless people, including Americans, Europeans, Asians, even Africans, people with super powers, and even non-human beings, are using various means to hope to get a ticket to the concert.
Under such circumstances, the price of tickets is naturally very high, with the highest price even reaching tens of thousands of dollars.
Although this price of concert tickets cannot be said to be the most expensive in history in the world, for a new singer who is debuting for the first time, this price cannot be more outrageous.
Countless people can¡¯t understand how tickets for this kind of newcomer¡¯s concert are so high.
But in any case, under such circumstances, the spring of scalpers who make a living by selling various bills has naturally come.
But what many scalpers didn¡¯t expect was that under such circumstances, some strange uninvited guests would actually come to steal their business.
"boom!"
"ah!"
¡°Bang bang!¡±
"Ah!"
¡°Bang bang bang¡¡±
"Ahhhhhelp"
"Shut up, I'm not interested in your lives, where are the tickets?!"
"Huh?!" This kind of strongman who knocked down all the members of their "Red Hand Gang" with three punches and two kicks, actually just wants the scalper tickets in his hand?
This scalper is really hard to understand.
Such a strong man would actually have no money and would steal the business of a small role like them.
Although their "Red Hand Gang" once wanted to make a career, just like the "Black Hand Gang" founded by his second aunt's seventh uncle's third grandson's elementary school classmate, in the end, they just became one vote. They are just scalpers who specialize in selling scalped tickets.
¡° Although characters like them make a lot of money, it¡¯s definitely not a lot.
??????????? And the strong men like this, who are one against ten, can make money that they will never make in their lifetime just by playing in a game.
Strong man, what do you think? If you rob us and become a robber, you will no longer be able to make a lot of money playing games, right?
You will be arrested.
You wouldn¡¯t dare to confront the New York Police Department, would you?
So are you crazy?
The only scalper who was still unconscious was speechless in his heart.
But he didn¡¯t dare to say anything.
The unconscious companion over there has already revealed the consequences of talking trash to the strong man in front of him.
So he can only give all the votes in his hand.
"Well, very good" Wesley, who had defeated a lot of scalpers, was very satisfied.
I went and resold these tickets, and I didn¡¯t have to worry about food and clothing for the past few months.
Although, perhaps, in the eyes of some people, it is a bit unreasonable that a super killer like me, who was responsible for a super killer organization, would steal the tickets from scalpers and prepare to sell the scalped tickets to subsidize his life, but I, Mr. Wesley, who can shoot 360¡ã ballistics, has my own persistence.
I hate this powerful body that my father left me. Although I can kill Sloan and the others and live because of this body, I would rather have an ordinary body and live a happy and peaceful life. So I won¡¯t use this body to box, live in the luxuries of the fighting arena, nor will I be a killer in the dark like my father. I will only do things that the me in the past who had not yet discovered the talents of this body would do. Small business.
Oh, of course I don¡¯t want to go back to my incompetent self.
Didn¡¯t I say that?
What I want is a happy and peaceful life.
It turns out that I lived an unfortunate and peaceful life.
I just plan to do some small business occasionally to make a living.
It¡¯s a small thing like grabbing scalper tickets, it¡¯s easy and I like it, so why not do it?
"Tickets are on sale, tickets are on sale. Tickets for the Stark Industries Super Concert. Well, I see they are in the first fifty rows. Come and buy them!" Taking the tickets he just grabbed, Wesley went directly to the shouted in the square.
How bold!
?This attracted the attention of many people.
But Wesley doesn¡¯t care.
Scalpers are not illegal, right?
After selling the ticket, he went to have a good meal.
"Look at?There¡¯s another scalper over there! "
¡°Ah, it¡¯s these guys who have made our lovely fans unable to get tickets!¡±
"What should I do? I want real fans, I don't want rich people who are not fans, and I don't want fans who have to spend all their money to buy a ticket."
"What else can we do, kill him! Bath in his blood"
"It's better to throw him into the arena and feed him to the lions"
¡°Bang bang!¡±
"oops¡¡"
A heavy iron fist stopped dangerous speeches.
"What are you thinking, Elizabeth, Nero we are not villains!"
"Ba, how can you learn from that violent saint"
"It's just that, if we get a concussion, we won't be able to give our most exciting performances to our fans."
"I'm sorry, but judging from how Miss Martha dealt with you before, her method was very effective Listen, we can't do that. Although Mr. Scalper is bad, we can't be worse than him. Hmm , we¡¯d better appeal and ask our lovely fans not to buy scalped tickets. We will hold concerts often!¡±
"often¡¡"
"concert¡¡"
¡°Ahhhh!¡±
The two lead singers of this concert became excited.
"Huh" Ba Yuqian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Although it seems to promise something great, it would be great if it can save the life of a poor scalper.
Then she left with the lead singer.
Killer Wesley knows nothing about this.
He is still selling tickets.
"You really saved your life." A voice said.
"Who?!" Wesley was stunned.
He didn¡¯t see anyone.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that you can't see me. Oh, after all, I haven't been able to relieve ordinary humans much recently, so I forgot that my existence is something that ordinary humans can't see." The voice said, in front of Wesley The body was revealed before.
Then a strange man with a huge head, a mustache, and a bathrobe suddenly appeared in front of Wesley.
"Who are you no, what are you?!" Wesley retreated instantly, very vigilant. In less than half a second, he withdrew more than five meters. At the same time, he put away his scalper tickets, took out his usual Beretta, and aimed at the strange person's eyebrows.
Normal humans absolutely cannot do this.
"But it's not difficult for Wesley.
After all, he has extraordinary qualifications and has fulfilled them.
After activating his ability, he is confident that as long as the opponent is not extraordinary, even if there are a hundred people on the opponent, he can defeat him.
only¡¡
"Oh, you don't have to react so big, right?" The strange man turned a blind eye to the gun and was not nervous at all.
"Well, it's really not possible to ask others to be like Natsume. Since you hate me so much, I'd better leave." The strange man sighed.
Then suddenly disappeared!
? ! Wesley couldn't understand it.
Subconsciously he wanted to shoot.
His finger has even pulled the trigger.
But what he couldn't understand was that no bullets were fired from the gun.
"Sigh You really How can you use this kind of weapon in a place like this? It would be bad if you hit others, especially some people. Once you accidentally hurt someone, your soul will become food. Well you'd better sell tickets." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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