Fang Yongsheng carefully put the paper ball with the words "Become a Buddha with a thought, live well" into his left pocket.

This is the first thing he has seen in the past three years that he wants to live.

Just like seeing his first child just born, Fang Yongsheng cherished it very much.

Therefore, he put away the paper ball with extra care.

At this moment, what Fang Yongsheng was thinking about was that even if he died, he could be regarded as having a sacrifice.

He pulled out the contents of his right hand pocket, which was hard and hard, like a magnetic card.

In this way, Fang Yongsheng unconsciously thought that that person would not be playing with him, right?

Because this thing feels like the square pass of the L-49 Clubhouse.

Could it be that while he was confused, some high-end pickpocket made a little joke with himself?

Forget it, even if it's a joke, it's worth appreciating for yourself.

After all, people who are about to die, it is reasonable to see what gifts others gave them before they died.

While thinking about it, Fang Yongsheng took out something similar to the quality of the square pass of the L-49 Fangyuan Clubhouse.

Hey?

It's a golden bank card.

It seems to be a bank card of Yenching Bank.

It reads, Password: 666666.

Amount on the card: 300?

No, 3000?

Not right either!

30000？

Not true, it's a full 300,000!

God, 300,000.

It must be true!

There are still people in the world who want to rise on their own?

Not dead, not dead, what kind of death!

I must snatch my property back and live well.

Fang Yongsheng put the bank card to his mouth, gritted it with his teeth, and began to climb the wooden railing that was as hard as ice.

"Hey, why didn't this person jump into the Songli River?"

"Damn, isn't it, we've been waiting for so long in vain, and we didn't jump?"

"Damn, pit, you're about to jump into the river, it's been more than 30 minutes, and you didn't jump in the end?"

……

All around, it's all cynicism.

However, Fang Yongsheng's heart was hot.

In this world, there are still people who care about themselves.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Fang Yongsheng's feet slipped and almost rubbed off......

Looking at the Songli River Bridge more than ten meters high, Fang Yongsheng broke out in a cold sweat.

Under the strong survival **, he still relied on his own strength and climbed out of the railing.

He fell to the ground gasping for air.

"Ahahaha......"

Fang Yongsheng let out a burst of laughter, alive!

And it's still alive and well!

Become a Buddha with one thought, and live well!

I want to live and live a wonderful life.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"It's hopeless!"

"This is a madman!"

"We've watched a madman perform for so long!"

"It's boring!"

……

The people around him dispersed, and only one reporter showed a puzzled light in his eyes, but it seemed that he also thought that he had thought too much and just left, but he still had to report this matter to his editor-in-chief......

Zhang Lang doesn't know what happened on the Songli River Bridge now.

Zhang Lang first found a credit card machine next to L-49, and then swiped it with the square pass of L-49 Fangyuan Club, and the stone slab on the ground was actually opened!

It's like a sesame open door.

However, Zhang Lang also knew what the L-49 Fangyuan Clubhouse square pass in his hand was.

This is similar to a magnetic card, similar to a bank card, a campus card, a card, and the like.

It's all used to brush magnets.

Of course, Zhang Lang also knows that in some high-end companies in Yanjing, the punch in and out of the company is a magnetic card similar to the square pass of the L-49 Fangyuan Club.

After entering, there was a very "free" etiquette lady who greeted him.

Good guy, this one is wearing a red cheongsam that is slit to the base of his thighs, and he doesn't know if it's cold or not in this winter.

Uh, well, the temperature here is still quite high, let's just say that the temperature in the L-49 Fangyuan Clubhouse is almost twenty degrees.

Zhang Lang's black trench coat feels a little out of place here.

However, the young lady who greeted her took the initiative to put away her shirt for herself, and only after exchanging chips did she enter by herself.

"Sir, I wonder how much chips you're going to exchange this time?" Dressed freely, the willful etiquette lady in the cheongsam has a very sweet voice, and she feels as if she is a professional broadcast host in Yanjing.

"Well, just give it to me...... 10,000 yuan in chips. Zhang Lang was also embarrassed to ask the other party how many bargaining chips he had.

What is the specific price of the chips, you can't say that you are here for the first time, right?

If that's the case, when you swipe the card just above your hand, the L-49 Fangyuan Clubhouse card that obviously has a consumption record will expose a lot of problems.

"Huh? Okay then......" The red cheongsam lady seemed to hesitate for a moment before exchanging a chip for Zhang Lang, a chip.

"Damn, there's only one?" Zhang Lang's heart has 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past.

He finally knew why Miss Cheongsam hesitated, and his feelings were 10,000 chips, which was only enough for a game.

Of course, this is the bare minimum of gambling.

If the minimum requirement on a table is 100,000 chips for you once, then Zhang Lang will not even have a chance to gamble.

It's no wonder that cheongsam lady is so strange, but it seems that her professional quality makes her not say too much to Zhang Lang.

From the outer door of the L-49 Fangyuan Clubhouse to the inner door, Zhang Lang found that it was noisy. It turned out to be like a vegetable market.

It's not at all what a high-class club should look like.

Well, the source of the noise turned out to be Xiaoqing.

"Miss Wu, I told you that if you owe me someone Yuan the second time, it's not as simple as wanting to go, you want to ...... Hey, hey, hey......" A young man with glasses and a black suit looked at Xiao Qing with burning eyes, and his tone was very frivolous.

A dozen men around him also coaxed the young man.

"Yes, yes, Miss Wu, look at it, Mr. Yuan is so young and promising, and his family has a lot of money, you will be his girlfriend, and you will definitely be happy for a lifetime."

"Miss Wu, it's a rare opportunity, and you can pay off more than two million debts."

"Don't think about it, if you want to die, I don't mind letting you go!" Xiao Qing was angry, but he didn't do anything, thinking that it was in the secular world, and he had some scruples.

Otherwise, Zhang Lang knew that none of the more than 100 manpower present was the enemy of Xiaoqing.

But when Zhang Lang saw the young man wearing glasses and a black suit for the second time, he almost died of joy, good guy, isn't this the second generation of Erbi rich that he saw when he was at Yanjing City West Railway Station?

It seems to be called Yuan Binhan.

"Hehe, don't be so ugly, Miss Wu, come, let me touch my face......" Yuan Binhan seemed to feel that he had just spoken, taking advantage of his words, and he couldn't satisfy himself anymore, so he decided to use his hands to fulfill his wishes.

Even though Yuan Binhan knew that the girl named Wu Mengqing in front of him had a very powerful background, but, as the so-called color word came up, you couldn't stop it.

What's more, there are more than a dozen brothers around, and he is not afraid, not to mention that this gambling game is still opened by his father.

Crack......

Before Yuan Binhan's hand was stretched out, there was a strange bend.

"Oh, my hands are ......," Yuan Binhan let out a scream like killing a pig.

"Dare to touch my horse, impatient?" Zhang Lang held Xiao Qing in one hand and looked at Yuan Binhan coldly.

He didn't make a heavy hand, but just clicked the numb hole on Yuan Binhan's hand without pain, which made him feel the pain of breaking.

The dozen or so people around were stunned, none of them could see clearly how the man in the white shirt in front of them got to them, and when he got to them.

Just now, Zhang Lang's movements were like a breeze, and after it blew, no one noticed it.

"Hey, Zhang Lang, you're here!" Xiao Qing hugged Zhang Lang very affectionately, rubbed Zhang Lang with his little face, and seemed very happy, there was a man who was willing to stand up for him, "It's amazing that you can find here, I thought you couldn't find me." ”

“……”

The 10,000 grass and mud horses in Zhang Lang's heart galloped on the Malagobi Beach again, damn it, you knew that this place called Fangyuan Club was difficult to find?

You're good, tell me a name and hang up...... Uh, no, it looks like my phone is broken......

Forget it, don't dwell on it, at least find it.

"It's you!" The pain in Yuan Binhan's hand had disappeared, and the pain was like scraping bones to cure poison, as if it had never appeared at all.

And after seeing Zhang Lang's face clearly, Yuan Binhan's face was like eating dog shit, even more ugly than his dead father.

Unexpectedly, the man in front of him turned out to be the one who flew with his Nian Ke Goddess on the Yanjing Railway Station!

What's even more odious is ......

Damn, I just fell in love with a woman today, why did you get in a relationship again?

Yuan Binhan is envious, jealous and hateful to Zhang Lang.

When he was at Yanjing City West Railway Station, he was so jealous when he saw Zhang Lang and Nian Keer hugging each other, well, he didn't know that in Zhang Lang's mind, Nian Keer was the same as his sister.

And now in his own territory, this man is hugging the goddess Wu Mengqing he just discovered!

Of course, Yuan Binhan didn't know that according to Zhang Lang's theory, this Wu Mengqing, that is, Xiaoqing, was actually similar to his own enemy, and he was also an enemy who specialized in pit his own people.

Right now, the reason why he said that Xiaoqing was his girlfriend was that Zhang Lang just wanted to protect Xiaoqing.

In the gambling game, it's messy, and everyone has it, and a girl who is protected by a fake boyfriend is at least a little safer than when she is alone.

Hug and hug, what kind of system?

Ahh

Yuan Binhan looked at Zhang Lang, he was very jealous of this winner in life.

"Give it to me...... Beat! "Yuan Binhan fought hard, he didn't want face or anything.

Right now, he wants the boy in front of him to be disfigured, damn, more handsome than Lao Tzu, and more importantly, the women that Lao Tzu likes are all yours, if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

The people present are also extremely vicious people, and the people watching the scene here are originally ruffians/hooligans, hearing the words of their young master, they picked up the bench, and more than a dozen people rushed towards Zhang Lang with a howl.

Zhang Lang frowned slightly.

"Ah, Zhang Lang, I'm scared to death, there are so many people, protect me." Xiao Qing's voice was weak, which made Zhang Lang very speechless.

"Hey, be careful, don't hurt Miss Wu." Yuan Binhan still remembers Xiaoqing.

"Got it, young master!"

Although he knows, but the sword has no eyes, and when there is a fight, who cares?

It's a struggle, one person, and a dozen people.