The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

After sitting down for a while, the little **** came together and stood behind him specifically.

Could this be wrong!

When the remaining few people heard it, they instantly became vigilant!

Looking suspiciously at the little bastard.

The little gangster didn't want to say it at first, and tried to get rid of Zhao Shuai with his own strength.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, and attracted the attention of more people, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and said.

"I'm not!"

"...you release me first, and then tell you..."

Zhao Shuai looked at him suspiciously.

gangster:"……"

There are still a few people on the side. Although Zhao Shuai doesn't believe this little gangster, but with so many of them, the little gangster can't do anything.

After only hesitating for a moment, Zhao Shuai let go.

The little **** hissed and moved his wrists, looked up at the people who were watching him vigilantly, and locked his eyes in one direction.

Then, an extra pair of hands and a note appeared in front of Lu Hang.

The little gangster is a very strong person.

Recognizing counsel has to be recognized in front of his idol.

Lu Hang was chomping on the potato chips with all his might, and he was watching a few people as a show. Who knew that the show would come to him.

He blinked and swallowed the potato chips in his mouth with a 'click, click', put the potato chip bag in his mouth, patted off the potato chip residue on his hand, and took the note.

Then, without looking at it, he handed it over to Yuanxi.

A dozen words were clearly written on the french fries-flavored piece of paper.

——One is good, two are bad, and three or four are trampled on by everyone.

Although the note was in Yuanxi's hands, the rest of the people couldn't bear to stretch their heads to look at it. When I saw these words, I was stunned.

This... what? ?

"This... Where did you find it?" Zhao Shuai asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you wrote it yourself?"

Does this have anything to do with the game? ?

The little gangster was forced to hand over the clues he had found. Not only did he not say thank you, but instead, a word of doubt came, and he exploded instantly!

"I found this when I was looking through things just now! I have nothing to write about, am I sick?!"

No one spoke, just looked at him silently.

gangster:"……"

"...what do you mean!"

Zhao Shuai: "Then what do you mean? Why did you come to us after finding this clue?"

Little gangster: "I don't know what this means..."

"I don't think about the old saying that one spin is good, two spins are bad, and three spins die faster... I don't think it's a hair spin on my head..."

"..."

Being stared at by several people, the little gangster couldn't hang on his face, and his tone became even more explosive.

"What's wrong! Is what I said wrong?! Do you know what it means!"

No one really knows what that means...

This thread is too abstract.

Several people pondered together for a long time, but did not figure out what it meant.

"Where did you find this note?"

The only thing to be happy about now is that at least there are really clues.

"The utility room in the basement." The little **** sneered, "Don't think about it, I just found such a note in the entire utility room."

Hearing what he said, a few people went their own way.

If you can't find it in the grocery room, it's better to go through the building again than to sit still.

Zhao Shuai took two steps and then stopped. He turned around and asked suspiciously, "You really found this one?"

"you!"

The little **** opened his mouth to scold him, but he couldn't beat him after scolding. He gritted his teeth, swallowed what he wanted to say, and answered honestly.

"Just this one."

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The full text is empty and the text is purely fictitious.

Just turn it twice and take a look at it, don't take it seriously, there is no intention to target it.