zing just to spend money. He looked at the shop, then glanced at his reflection on the glas

is mission, and there was nothing valuable all over his body. All the things he was

n old hoodie which Ernest h

, y

t one

peared in E

e. "Thank you for giving me such precious advice, ma'am. But I don't come here to disrupt their

o be honest, you actually look lik

s nothing but a beggar now, but if he couldn't spend 1,000,000 U

ing more crucial

this damn mission and live longer! So le

nd his smile was even

beggars but not just a hobby?" Ernest touched his tattered sleeve

ld man nearby asked Ernest, "Youngster, you're lying. We have lived long en

anted to waste all of the damn money he was possessing, he just

annoyed look on his face. Thirty minutes had passed, and Ernest had no time to

tanding behind the glass door as she did

doesn't welcome me just be

ing a beggar away right in front of the crowd. But there were more and more people gathering at the

Ernest. "Our shop welcomes everyone, except

tended to disrupt us by begging our customers, and they didn't want to do shoppi

y that you are not a beggar, but you give no evidence t

gentlemen, we have to work too!" The employee glanced at the crowd, "I am a mother, I have to work to r

employee's words. They whispered loud

s young man mi

eave this shop and go to another one, but this man ju

ou're disrupting t

was worse and w

was just an annoying beggar

ed to spend his money! Who the hell was free to the point of c

at the guy was shocked and he had nothing to lie to.

y or we will ca

super funny and interesting. He also no

ay, but it didn't stop her from pulling this person away from the apparel shop. More people were h

hat

Ernest interrupted the employee, and

as no longer elegant and courteous, his eyes were sharp as blade and ready to cut off everything. He stepped forw

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criptwriter, James, were walking al