C1 Sms Fraud

In the Jiang City at the end of June, the sun had become extremely hot.

The streets to the north of the Jiang City were filled with old houses. They were old and worn out, and the rain was dripping on the roofs of the houses. Even the houses were leaking water shyly, which was really vexing.

In the sixth floor of the old house, in the first room, Chen Xiaofann, a young man who was waiting for work, was happily lying on his corpse at home.

"Beep, beep, beep. "

The old computer rang. As a newly graduated unemployed young man, Chen Xiaofann was very excited.

Were the more than 20 resumes he had submitted going to have flowers and fruits today?

He stuck his head out of the blanket and opened his hazy eyes. Unfortunately, it was not a phone call, but a text message.

He felt a little disappointed. After all, he had submitted more than 20 resumes for a week, but there wasn't a single reply.

"Brother, I am Daoist Priest Zhang from the Changbai Mountains! I urgently need 100 Spirit Stones. After I transfer the money, I will give you the treasures that I have hidden. . . "

Chen Xiaofann did not even finish reading the message. He threw his phone to the side.

"What kind of lousy thing is this? Are the scams and messages nowadays so low?"

He muttered, not caring about the message at all.

There were too many scams these days.

I, Qin Shihuang, will send money to the Great General!

I, Hitler, give money, give a treasure map!

These kinds of fake messages really made people laugh and cry. As a young man of the 21st century, Chen Xiaofann was naturally immune to these fake messages.

What he couldn't wait for was 20 resumes. He had to work hard tomorrow!

Even though it was noon and his butt was basking in the sun, Chen Xiaofann was still cheering for tomorrow!

A giant in his mind and a shorty in action.

As he cheered himself on, he gradually fell asleep.

He even forgot to turn off his phone and text.

Chen Xiaofann's phone was placed on the bedside table, while his wallet was placed on the bedside table.

When Chen Xiaofann was sleeping soundly, the phone's body suddenly emitted a weak light. The light condensed into the shape of a palm, and actually quietly touched the wallet on the bedside table.

The fifty yuan hidden in the wallet was the last of Chen Xiaofann's belongings. However, in a flash of light, the fifty yuan in his wallet disappeared without a trace and completely disappeared!

In another part of the world, after ten thousand years of recovery of spiritual energy, humans became tyrants. The place where they lived was called Upper Immortal Realm.

Upper Immortal Realm, Fringe City, Immortal Residence Pavilion.

The entrance of the Immortal Residence Pavilion was crowded with people. They were watching a Daoist priest get beaten up!

"I'll let you eat whatever you want! I'll let you eat Overlord's Dress!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The fighters from the Immortal Residence Pavilion showed no mercy. Their expressions were solemn as they punched and kicked, sending out heavy punches.

"I'm not ashamed. I heard that you have become famous after eating the Conqueror! Where is the Immortal Residence Pavilion? You dare to come?"

The crowd looked at the commotion on the street and did not know whether to laugh or cry. Some even clapped and cheered.

Watching a show was a hobby of humans that had never changed since ancient times. Even the cultivators in the Upper Immortal Realm were the same.

Daoist Priest Zhang held his head and muttered, "Quick, give me a reply! I was almost beaten to death! Help! "

They were saying that Daoist Priest Zhang had practiced the Indestructible Vajra Body when he was young. The fighters in front of the door were only at the Qi Refinement realm. Their violent punches and kicks were simply tickling him.

He was glad that Daoist Priest Zhang's master died early. If he knew that his disappointing disciple used the sect's Indestructible Diamond Body to get beaten up by the overlord, he didn't know if he would be so angry that he would pry open the coffin and jump out to cripple him.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound came from the Taoist priest's phone.

"Aiyo! Stop calling, stop calling! My cousin called me money!"

Hearing that he had money, the few of them fiercely kicked him a few times before stopping.

"Money transferred to the account for 50 yuan!"

A beautiful female voice came from the phone, and the Daoist Priest's face became gloomy. Didn't they agree to pay 100 low grade Spirit Stones?

Why did the Taoist priest, who was extremely sensitive to money, only call 50? That's not right, what's the unit of Yuan?

But after all, the money for saving his life could solve his problem of eating and drinking.

The Taoist priest did not say anything and quickly ordered the extraction!

A flash of light appeared. A teleportation portal appeared on his phone, and the money appeared in front of him through the teleportation portal.

The Taoist priest pursed his lips and looked forward to the money to save his life.

A piece of paper floated out of the black hole and slowly floated down. The Taoist priest stretched out his hand and caught it. He was a little confused.

In his hand was a piece of green paper. In front of it was a human figure and behind it was the scenery. Strange characters were engraved on the paper. The Taoist priest could not understand a single one of them.

What is this thing? Where was the Spirit Stone?

The black hole closed. The Spirit Stone that Daoist Priest Zhang was looking forward to did not appear.

Holding a piece of shiny green paper in his hand, Daoist Priest raised his head to look at the thugs, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Why don't you guys wait for a while, and I'll gather more?"

The thugs sneered. You said you had the money, but now you have such a useless piece of paper?

Rubbing their fists, the thugs prepared to cause a second injury to the Taoist priest.

At this time, the owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion ran out while gasping for breath while sticking to his big belly.

"Stop! Stop!!"

"All of you, stop!"

When the thugs heard the boss's voice, their hearts were filled with doubt. After all, they were eating other people's food. The thugs quickly stopped.

His appearance caused the surrounding crowd to be slightly shocked as they discussed in low voices.

"I heard that the owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion hates people who eat king's food the most. Last time, there was a cultivator who ate king's food and his leg was broken, and his face was badly bruised!"

"Do you think that the cultivation of this Taoist priest will be crippled?"

"The owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion is ruthless and merciless. It's highly possible!"

The Taoist priest had a dull head. He was not deaf and had good hearing. His heart was pounding. It was just a simple meal. Was there a need for that?

A cripple's hands and legs, and a cripple's cultivation? Was there a need to do that? Ah?

I was wrong, alright?

The owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion jogged all the way to the front of the Taoist priest. He had a smile on his face, but in the eyes of the Taoist priest, he was hiding a knife in his smile.

"I. . . "

Hearing the exaggerated description of the audience, the Taoist priest immediately wanted to admit defeat. There was no shortage of ruthless people in Upper Immortal Realm. If his cultivation was crippled because of a meal, he would be laughed at by others!"

The owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion had a face full of smiles. The fat on his face was almost squeezed together, and his small eyes were shining with a bright light.

Everyone was a cultivator, so they were not afraid of blood. They were all happily waiting for the ruthless Taoist priest to teach them a lesson.

The owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion suddenly made a move. He held the Taoist priest's arm and helped him up.

"Taoist priest, you are an important guest of the Immortal Residence Pavilion. Why would you need Spirit Stones for your meal? The only reason you can come is to give me Little Wang's noodles. "

His behavior made the gatekeeper and Daoist Priest Zhang confused. He had been eating and eating all year round, and he was always poor and destitute. Since when did he become an important guest of the Immortal Residence Pavilion?

Could it be that the name of Daoist Priest Zhang from the Changbai Mountains had spread to this place?

Thinking about it, he shouldn't have. The Changbai Mountains were thousands of miles away from this place, and he was merely a Golden Core cultivator. How could he do that?

"You see, my subordinates are blind. They got you. "

Boss Wang quickly patted the dust off Daoist Priest Zhang's body, then turned his head and said to his men.

"Ignorant thing, go down and get the board, and deduct another half a month's worth of Spirit Stones!"

The thugs looked embarrassed, but they didn't dare to say anything. Boss Wang was a ruthless man, and he had a huge power backing him. They couldn't afford to offend him, so they could only leave in silence.

However, they couldn't figure out why they suddenly changed their mind. [It was you who told us to do it. Why did you suddenly change your mind?]

"Come, come, come. Daoist Priest, please come inside. I have prepared the best spiritual tea. You can taste it with me. "

After saying that, he helped Daoist Priest Zhang up and the two of them returned to the Immortal Residence.

The spectators were at a loss. They didn't expect this Elder Daoist to have such a deep relationship with the owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion.

After sighing for a while, the audience dispersed in all directions.

Daoist Priest Zhang was supported by Little Wang to the inner hall of the Immortal Residence Pavilion. The Daoist priest had a blank expression on his face. Little Wang secretly peeked at the green paper in Daoist Priest Zhang's hand.

He couldn't help but nod his head secretly. His heart was wild with joy.

"I didn't see it wrong! It's actually an ancient currency, and judging from its color, it's actually still preserved in such a good condition!"

"That green paper coin is an ancient currency, and it's called 'Soft Sister Coin'. There are no lack of collectors among the cultivators, and the ancient currency is their true love. A soft Sister Coin with a value of 50 is worth hundreds of Spirit Stones!! There is no market for it if there is a price! "

After confirming the ancient currency, Little Wang looked at Daoist Priest Zhang with an even friendlier gaze. What was a meal worth?

He was thinking about how he could cheat Daoist Priest Zhang of the banknotes in his hands and even dig out the channels behind it. That was an endless supply of Spirit Stones!

Daoist Priest Zhang was supported by Little Wang, and he was overwhelmed by the favor.

After all, the Taoist priest was not a fool. He had been eating and drinking for a long time, but he had never seen his boss come out to welcome him. He even had to treat him well. If something unusual happened, there must be something wrong with it.

He secretly glanced at Boss Wang and saw that his eyes were constantly peeking at his hand. He couldn't help but wonder if the thing he was holding was some kind of heaven and earth secret treasure.

. . .

Two hours later.

Little Wang brought Daoist Priest Zhang out of the Immortal Residence Pavilion. Daoist Priest Zhang did not expect that the banknotes his brother sent over were ancient currencies. He had heard that ancient currencies were priceless. No wonder Little Wang treated him so well.

Little Wang's face was kind, but he was laughing bitterly in his heart. He had never thought that this Daoist Priest Zhang, who loved to eat whatever he wanted, was actually an expert.

In between their words, he had guessed his purpose. He even traced the clues and found out the value of the banknotes in his hands.

Helpless, Boss Wang could only take a step back and seek long-term cooperation.

"Boss Wang, I won't give it to you anymore. I won't give it to you anymore. Next time, I'll ask my brother to get some soft sister coins. We'll work together again!"

"Alright, Daoist Priest Zhang is really lucky to have such a brother! I'm really envious of you for giving away such a priceless soft sister coin!"

The two of them flattered each other at the entrance of the Immortal Residence Pavilion, and bragged about business.

The henchmen at the entrance of the Immortal Residence Pavilion looked at each other and couldn't help but think, Boss Wang is indeed a strange person. Not long ago, he had ordered everyone to kill this man who eats and drinks. Who would have thought that he would actually order everyone to kill this man who eats and drinks like this? In the blink of an eye, they had actually become brothers.

After leaving the Immortal Residence Pavilion, he had saved money for his meals. Daoist Priest Zhang even took a hundred mid-grade Spirit Stones. He was rich enough to carry the wind with him even when he walked.

He hurriedly took out his phone. His fingers danced as he frantically attacked.

"Brother, you are too fierce! Where did you get those soft sister coins from? Hurry up and get some more for me!"

"Oh right, you've helped me a lot. I remember that your realm is extremely low. If you want anything, tell me. Medicinal pills, weapons, cultivation techniques. Tell me, I'll get all of them for you!"

"You're my brother, do you know that? Fifty yuan for a girl, and you can exchange it for a hundred Spirit Stones!! "

"I heard from the owner of the Immortal Residence Pavilion that soft girl's coin and other denominations are all very valuable!"

"Brother, hurry up and reply to brother! Brother can't wait!"

Daoist Priest Zhang crazily attacked, but he could not wait for the reply.

The sun was high in the sky. After a round of self-encouragement, Chen Xiaofann fell asleep.

As if he had heard his phone beeping, he was woken up. He picked up his phone with a sleepy look and saw more than ten notifications.

As a straight man who had lived for ten thousand years, The steel bars Yue Lao held could even be broken. Chen Xiaofann naturally wouldn't be so narcissistic as to say that a girl was looking for him.

Could it be that when he woke up, a company took a fancy to him?

He couldn't help but feel a little anticipation in his heart.

He rubbed his eyes, turned on his phone, and sent a message.

"Brother, you're too fierce. . . "

Chen Xiaofann was speechless. Why was there a follow-up to the scam? He was a poor student who had just graduated, and he only had 50 yuan on him. Were these swindlers crazy? Why were they arguing with him?

Couldn't they just collect some information and find some rich people to cheat them?

Why were they swindling? Why were they so unprofessional?

However, Chen Xiaofann suddenly thought of a problem. How did the swindler know that he had fifty yuan?

Could it be a coincidence?

After reading it carefully, Chen Xiaofann found that the person who sent the message had a problem with his brain. Pills, weapons, cultivation techniques, they were all in the 21st century. Who would believe those that were not there?

Looking at the wallet by the bed, Chen Xiaofann hesitated. In the end, he still reached out and opened the wallet.

He confirmed that there was money inside. That was his living expenses for three days. In the morning, he looked at it again and again.

However, the wallet was empty. There was nothing!

Chen Xiaofann felt a pain in his head.

"Damn it, where's my money?"