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Hearing this, Henry's team panicked, and Henry suddenly became crazy, and slammed into the mafia beside him, knocking the mobile phone in his hand to the ground.

But after hearing several "clicks", several pistols opened their safety, and then aimed at Henry at the same time.

"Please let my daughter go, I'll be rich soon, really." Henry raised his hands and shouted, "If you hurt my daughter's hair, I promise, you will definitely die Of the place of burial. Really!"

As soon as these words came out, the mafia leader stopped his subordinates from continuing to move, and asked with a gloomy face:

"What new project, tell me!"

Henry took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "Help the Watermelon God raise 100 million for free!"

"What?" "What?"...

All the mafia members made a sound in surprise, and after a few seconds, the audience roared with laughter.

"Just you? Still want to raise funds for the child prodigy?"

"You make up such a bad excuse!"

...

Amidst the skepticism of the audience, Henry nodded heavily: "I swear in the name of God, this is true."

The sound fell, and the laughter of the audience stopped suddenly.

The mafia leader frowned and was silent for a while. Then he waved his hand and asked his men to retract their guns.

"Henry..." As soon as he opened his mouth, the mafia leader paused, then changed his address, and said, "Mr. Clive, you just swear to God, I can't do business, really."

Mafia's voice was much calmer, without the aggressive posture just now.

It's just because of a name, it's called:

watermelon!

This word is a fruit, very common, very common, but when it becomes a person's name, even these dark organizations that even the federal police don't pay attention to, must be treated with caution.

Because it was a human-shaped nuclear bomb, whoever messed with it would be blown to pieces.

The Chicago consortium is awesome, right? His sons and grandsons were "suicided".

Iran is awesome, right? The Federation deployed ICBMs.

Is the United Nations even better? Almost disbanded.

"Mr. Clive, do you have any other evidence to prove it, otherwise I really can't explain it later." The mafia leader repeated again, his voice was still very calm.

Hearing this, the mafia members all looked at Henry; and the members of Henry's team also looked at him.

It seems that everyone wants a definite answer.

Sensing the attention of the audience, Henry panicked. Because, all he got was a verbal promise from the Watermelon God.

"me……"

Henry hesitated to speak, but did not say any evidence.

This time, the team members were a little disappointed, and the mafia members began to feel angry.

How dare you lie to us? !

After a few clicks, the gun opened the safety and aimed at Henry again. The mafia leader's face was livid, and he shouted angrily to the subordinates beside him:

"Notify over there to cut off the hands of his wife and daughter..."

Before the cold-blooded words were finished, at this moment, suddenly!

"Beep beep!" "Beep beep!"...

It seemed that Henry’s cell phone was ringing.

what's the situation?

The mafia leader winked at his subordinates, and one of his subordinates immediately stepped forward and found the mobile phone from Henry.

"Head, it's two tweets!"

As soon as this remark came out, Henry was overjoyed.

"It must be the watermelon master who sent me a message, it must be!" Henry shouted with his hands raised.

Hearing this, the audience was shocked.

The mafia leader quickly snatched the mobile phone from his subordinates and opened Twitter.

"System prompt: 'Watermelon Ike' added you as a friend!"

"System prompt: Your friend 'Watermelon Ike' just posted a new tweet and @you!"

At this moment, the mafia leader was filled with endless surprise.

Is what Henry said true?

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and snatched the phone away. The mafia boss was in a rage and was about to lose his temper.

However, it turned out that Henry ran over and snatched it.

At this moment, the anger in the mafia leader's heart disappeared instantly.

"Mr. Clive, please let me see what the new tweet from Watermelon Master is, can you?"

After the sound fell, the mafia members flocked to Henry, and Henry's team members also flocked to Henry excitedly.

"Boss, open it and have a look!"

"Boss, let me see it too!"

...

In the impenetrable encirclement, Henry clicked on the Twitter homepage of the watermelon god. But see, there is indeed a new message under the Twitter homepage:

"My baby is so happy. I found a kind person to help me today. His name is Henry Clive. Here I have decided to entrust all the fundraising matters to Mr. Clive."

"Hee hee, come on, Mr. Clive, I'm still waiting to build a pumpkin cart for Elder Sister Alice!"

At the end of the news, I also @ Henry's Twitter account.

This time, there was no longer any doubt in the audience. Henry's team members jumped up with joy.

It's true, what the boss said is true, truer than real gold.

We are going to be famous all over the world, and we are going to make a fortune.

At this moment, Henry smiled, smiling very happily. The heart he had been carrying was finally let go, because the watermelon god justified himself and sent a public message to his 3.5 billion fans.

What is the concept of 3.5 billion fans, that means - the whole world.

"Mr. Mafia!" Henry looked at the mafia leader and said softly, "Do you still doubt me now?"

The mafia leader shook his head violently.

"So……"

Before he finished speaking, the mafia leader immediately yelled at his subordinates: "Why are you still standing still? Let Mr. Clive's wife and little princess go soon."

"Yes Yes!"

"I have to apologize to my wife and miss, and be respectful, you know?"

"Yes Yes!"

"In addition, I will send a sum of spiritual compensation to Madam and Miss, do you hear me?"

"Yes Yes!"

...

After finishing the order, the mafia leader turned his head and looked at Henry fawningly.

Henry said coldly, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

"Mr. Clive, I, I..."

The mafia leader wanted to say something but didn't say it.

Seeing this scene, Henry frowned slightly: "What else is there? Is it because you are worried that I won't be able to pay back the money?"

"No! No!"

The mafia leader waved his hands again and again, as if he had become cowardly like a little white rabbit, but he said timidly:

"Mr. Clive, I would like to ask you to do me a favor, will you?"

Henry stared at him suspiciously.

At this moment, the mafia leader suddenly became serious, and he spoke seriously.

"Mr. Clive, on behalf of the godfather of our mafia, I want to donate 10 million US dollars to the Watermelon God, free of charge."

What? !

Henry was shocked, and so were the team members!

The mafia actually wants to donate money to the watermelon master? And is it a free donation without any remuneration?

God, are you crazy?

You are a dark organization, when did you become so benevolent?

Oh, MYGOD!