The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

They had never voted before, and this was the first time they played a game that required voting, so I didn't know that the clock tower had such a human side-there was an option to abstain from voting.

Several people were stunned.

Then, with no expression on his face, he pressed the option of his choice.

[Voting closed and counting. ]

Continue to be expressionless.

With only seven people on the horse, they can count with both hands, yet they count the votes so solemnly? ?

[The counting is over, the results are now announced——]

Several people glanced at each other hastily, waiting for the result with bated breath.

[Yuanxi: 0 votes, Lu Hang: 0 votes, Zhao Shuai: 0 votes, Li Jialiang: 0 votes, Lu Wanwan: 0 votes, Yu Xiao: 0 votes, Mu Xiaolian: 0 votes. ]

[The number of valid votes was not counted, and on the first day, no one was voted. ]

As the system broadcast ended, several people slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Voting with only one abstract thread is tantamount to fooling around.

It's all about luck, and if you throw your teammates out - that's a fool.

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The lights up and down the small building are all on, and they are a bit dazzling. If you don't look at the darkness outside, you may suddenly think that it is still daytime.

More than an hour has passed since the system broadcast.

It is now 21:25.

In more than half an hour it will be 22:00.

In an hour or so, it will be late at night.

The night belonging to the prisoner.

Several people in the small building sat in a circle, no one spoke, and there was no sound from TV or radio. The silence was terrifying.

Lu Hang knocked his head against the armrest of the sofa countless times, and then he was shocked and woke up.

Being stabbed by the light, he couldn't open his eyes. He frowned. Although the corners of his mouth were laughing, he could clearly see that he was in a bad mood.

"Tsk...I don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you guarding here?"

Lu Hang rubbed his face and stood up with a yawn, "You love me and I went to sleep."

Yuanxi watched him take a few steps, then stopped, as if he suddenly remembered something, rubbed the blue hair on his head, and turned around.

His smile was even thicker under the light, brighter than the light.

"Miss, let's go, it's been such a long night, it's hard to be able to stay here."

Seeing that his idol was leaving, the little gangster couldn't sit still, and was about to get up when Zhao Shuai next to him spoke in a deep voice.

"The few of us are together, and we can take care of each other a little bit. If we go back to the house, no one will know what happens. And..."

He didn't say the following words, instead looked around with his eyes.

It's obvious without saying it.

Also, it is easier to identify the prisoners among them.

The little **** paused for a while, then quietly patted his **** back from the sofa.

Of these seven people, apart from Yuan Xi, Lu Hang, Zhao Shuai, and the little gangster Li Jialiang, the rest were actually quite timid.

It is safer to be together than to be alone, and they have no objection to Zhao Shuai's proposal.

The small building fell into silence again, which means that they all acquiesced.

However, Lu Hang is not in the group at all.

Hearing what Zhao Shuai said, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "That's alright, you guys are willing to guard you here, I'm going back to sleep."

"Miss - together?"

Yuanxi: "..."

Not only Yuanxi, but when he said this, everyone present looked at him.

Two seconds later, Lu Hang reacted.

A very smooth but insincere apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't say it completely. I mean, go back to the room to sleep? It's the kind of one we share."

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Yueyin: It's not the kind of one-person room, what do you think it is?