Chapter 159: Crushing Them with Intelligence
"What are you standing there for? Get him!"
The chubby middle-aged man gave the tall guy a smack on the back of the head.
"Let’s get him together, boss!"
The tall guy was indeed tall, but his skinny frame and slightly hunched back made him look like he was perpetually malnourished and feeble.
The two men advanced on Lin Tian, and he casually tossed the lottery ticket into the air.
The tall guy and the middle-aged man instinctively looked up.
A fleeting mischievous grin appeared on Lin Tian’s lips.
"Huh?"
A shrill scream rang out; the tall guy, despite his size, ended up flying further than the shorty.
"Ouch... ouch!"
The tall guy clutched his stomach, writhing on the ground in pain.
"Come and grab it!"
Lin Tian caught the falling lottery ticket in his hand, grinning at the chubby middle-aged man.
"Gulp!"
The middle-aged man swallowed hard. If the first time was a fluke, the second definitely wasn’t.
"Turns out he’s a tough cookie!"
The middle-aged man realized this time he’d run into a brick wall; the guy acted like fighting was a game and took down two men easily, his strength unfathomable!
"That scoundrel, he’s showing off again!"
Bai Shishi’s attention was completely grabbed by Lin Tian’s suave and dashing figure.
Women love handsome, young, and strong men, and Lin Tian undoubtedly fit those traits.
"What are you standing there for? Don’t you want this ticket?"
Lin Tian held out the lottery ticket in his hand to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was genuinely intimidated now, not daring to approach Lin Tian at all.
"Boss, this guy’s no pushover!"
The shifty-eyed shorty was the first to get hit, and he finally managed to stand up after recovering.
The chubby middle-aged man nodded in agreement, "I see it too, this guy’s playing innocent!"
"Stop dawdling. If you’re going to rob, do it quickly, if not, scram!"
Seeing the hesitant looks of his opponents, Lin Tian finally got angry.
I still have to accompany a beauty for shopping, and you’re all wasting my time here. What man wouldn’t be mad in this situation?
The shorty’s eyes gleamed with cunning, "What do we do?"
The middle-aged man spoke in a low voice, "We can’t beat him one-on-one!"
The shorty slightly raised his eyebrow, spotting Bai Shishi standing behind Lin Tian, and came up with a plan.
"We have three people, and he’s alone. If two of us distract him, and the other grabs the woman, he’ll have to fork over the ticket!"
The shifty-eyed shorty shared his sneaky idea.
"That’s a good plan!"
The middle-aged man nodded in agreement, and the two helped the tall guy up from the ground.
Lin Tian could vaguely see the three of them moving their mouths, but even though his hearing was enhanced, the distance was too far, and they were speaking too softly to make out the words, though he could hear muttering.
"Charge!"
The middle-aged man gave the command, and the three charged like wild horses.
Their aggressive rush gave Bai Shishi quite the scare, making her instinctively take two steps back.
Seeing their approach, Lin Tian had a pretty good idea of what they intended to do.
It was clear from their speed that one of them was heading toward Bai Shishi.
The tall guy and shorty sprinted directly at Lin Tian.
The middle-aged man was slower, and his direction seemed to be veering away from Lin Tian, as if to circle around him.
"So that’s it!"
As the three got closer, Lin Tian fully understood what they were up to.
Whatever the scheme was, Lin Tian wasn’t naive; he quickly thought of a countermeasure.
He flung the lottery ticket from his hand into the air, letting it spin and soar high.
"Huh?"
The three saw this scene.
Now whatever harebrained plan they had, the three immediately turned and dashed toward the lottery ticket.
Seeing this, Lin Tian’s lips curled up slightly, and he turned to leave, hands in pockets.
"What are you doing?"
Bai Shishi was dumbfounded, expecting Lin Tian to take on all three and flash her a triumphant smile.
Instead, he tossed away the ten-thousand-dollar lottery ticket and walked off.
There’s no way she wasn’t disappointed inside; ten thousand bucks could buy so many clothes and bags.
"Run!"
Lin Tian grabbed Bai Shishi’s hand, and they headed toward the distant Wanda Mall.
Lin Tian’s strength was astounding, and with a forceful toss, the lottery ticket flew far, and by the time the three reached it, they were already panting heavily.
"Boss, we got the ticket!"
The tall guy took the ticket down from the tree and handed it to the chubby middle-aged man.
"Boss, they ran away!"
The shifty-eyed shorty, unable to help because of his height, turned to watch Lin Tian and Bai Shishi.
"Let them run!"
The chubby middle-aged man lit a cigarette triumphantly, "As long as we have the ticket, it’s fine!"
The tall guy had a foolish grin, "This is ten thousand bucks; we can live it up for a while!"
"Something doesn’t feel right!"
The shifty-eyed shorty scratched his chin. In this day and age, who isn’t cautious? The guy clearly could have taken on all three, so why did he throw the ticket?
"Why did you give them the ticket?"
After running a long way, seeing no one behind them, Lin Tian signaled Bai Shishi to stop, and the first thing she asked was about the ticket.
Lin Tian looked innocent, "Who said I gave it to them?"
"Didn’t you just toss the ticket?"
Bai Shishi questioned loudly, not accepting his denial of something that just happened.
Lin Tian, as if performing a magic trick, pulled out another lottery ticket from his pocket, "Look, what’s this?"
"Huh?"
Bai Shishi’s beautiful eyes widened, "How do you have two?"
"Guess?"
Lin Tian gave a playful smile, "Are we going shopping now?"
"No way, you need to tell me how you have two lottery tickets?"
Bai Shishi’s curiosity piqued, even though Lin Tian bought two, one was already cashed out, right?
"I sensed that people around were eyeing this scratch-off lottery ticket, so I sneaked the one you scratched into my pocket. Didn’t expect it to come in handy!"
Lin Tian explained, what was initially a spontaneous idea turned out to be really helpful.
"So that’s it!"
Bai Shishi’s red lips curled upward, while feeling sorry for those three silly thieves, thinking they had the ten grand, only to be played for fools.
"Boss, something’s not right?"
Under the dim light, the shifty-eyed shorty glanced at the ticket, and there was no ten-thousand-dollar amount on it.
"What’s not right?"
The middle-aged man asked as he tried to put the ticket in his pocket.
The tall guy still had a foolish grin, "We struck it rich, let’s celebrate with the ladies tonight!"
The shorty sighed helplessly, "We might have been tricked, the ticket doesn’t have ten grand on it after all!"