Beauty's Supreme Expert

"I usually don't like to use a lighter when I smoke. I like to burn money to light a cigarette."

After receiving Zhao rourourou's 100 yuan bill, Lin Fan motioned to Zhang Haonan: "Nange, do you think I can cut the wine cup with my 100 yuan?"

Did not understand what Lin Fan meant, Zhang Haonan's eyes narrowed up: "little brother, are you kidding?"

Is it possible to chop up a glass with a hundred bucks?

"I think it's possible, like the glass in front of me."

Holding the one hundred dollar bill in his hand, Lin Fan suddenly rowed to the glass: "look, it's so simple."

"Little brother, are you kidding me?"

Looking at the glass without any movement, Zhang Haonan sneered and said, "I invite you to smoke cigars. Is that your attitude?"

"Well, that's my attitude."

Yang in the hands of the hundred dollar bills, Lin Fan pinch to the arm quickly rowed.

Whew, a pale blue flame sprang up on the bank note, and then quickly grew into an orange flame.

Lighting the cigar in his mouth, Lin Fan waved off the flame on the bank note: "rourourou, this 100 yuan is only one third burned. You can take it to the bank and exchange it for a new one for free."

Gulu.

The whole private room fell into silence, only the sound of everyone swallowing and smacking their tongue. Lin Fan showed this scene, really shocked them.

"Lin fan, are you a trick?"

Taking the incomplete one hundred yuan, Zhao rourourou's eyes widened: "I've seen this kind of magic once. It seems that white phosphorus is put on the banknote in advance. No, this one hundred yuan is given to you by me. Did you change it, Lin fan?"

"I've hidden it so deeply. You can see that my preparation is not good enough."

Looking at the gaping Zhang Haonan, Lin Fan said with a smile, "Nange, I'm a good little trick, isn't it?"

No response, Zhang Haonan is still immersed in Lin Fan just that scene.

Put white phosphorus on the banknote in advance, and then a little friction can make a fire.

This is indeed the principle behind those tricks. If only ordinary people were involved, Zhang Haonan would understand them in the same way.

But he has been wandering in the world for so many years. Lin fan is not a trick, but a real one.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes did not leave Lin Fan's hand, and the note was obviously ignited after extremely fast friction.

But is there anyone in the world who can achieve that terrible speed without the aid of foreign objects?

At least Zhang Haonan thinks he can't do it, and even he is far away from this realm.

"Nange, I've drunk your wine and I've smoked your cigar."

A smoke ring came out of his mouth, and Lin Fan said, "can we talk about accounts?"

Finally from the shock back to God, Zhang Haonan quickly nodded and said: "of course, little brother, you say."

This boy's strength is so strong, so his paper broken wine glass is real?

"I'm here on behalf of Linglong pharmaceutical. I've been arresting you for more than half a year's payment in arrears."

Looking at Zhang Haonan, whose face changed dramatically, Lin Fan knocked on the table: "should this account be..."

"I'll write you a check now."

Before Lin Fan finished speaking, Zhang Haonan immediately asked his subordinates to take the check: "200000, I'll fill in the check now."

"Wait a minute. When did I say 200000?"

Frowning, Lin Fan coldly hummed: "this account you are in arrears for more than half a year, and the resulting liquidated damages will not be compensated?"