You don’t pay for fortune-telling? Get hit by a car when you go out!

"We just said a few words, and you asked me for 50,000 yuan?”A middle-aged man said in disbelief.

"Your matter is worth 50,000 yuan." Zhou Mo looked at him calmly.

"I’m telling you, I won’t give it to you today. What can you do to me?”

After saying that, the man had just left the shop when a van that had gone out of control crashed into him.

Zhou Mo shook his head as he looked at the other party’s wealth and life energy that was rapidly depleting." You, an idiot fortune teller, dare to refuse to give me money? Isn’t this courting death?"