"After many investigations, it was found that the cave collapse in Qingyin City was caused by man-made..."

Click.

Fu Hao turned off the TV.

pinched his eyebrows, took out his phone and turned on the phone.

Flipped over.

Find the Dynasty Mother column.

Toot toot.

"Hello? You are..."

Mother Wang asked suspiciously.

"Hello Auntie, I'm Fu Hao."

Fu Hao slowed his voice.

"Oh, it's Xiao Hao, what's the matter?"

"Did you receive what I sent?"

"Roger, what's wrong?"

"The talent of the dynasty was favored by the principal and entered the secret realm, and it is estimated that it will take a while to come out."

"He asked me to send these things to you."

This is the excuse for the principal Jiang Feng, who is afraid that the dynasty family will be upset, and prepares.

"Wow! Xiao Chao is out, thank you, Xiao Hao. ”

Wang Dynasty's mother was a little happy.

"No, it's all supposed to be."

"I didn't hang up beforehand."

"Goodbye, Auntie."

Beep.

The phone hangs up.

Fu Hao sighed.

Rise.

Tighten the big bag on my back.

Inside is the cultivation resources he got in exchange for selling all his "family property", Fu Hao is an orphan, family property or something......

Walk to the door of the Dynasty rental house.

I looked back at the empty room.

"Brother Chao, when I have achieved cultivation, I will avenge you."

After saying that, he walked into the forest without looking back.

Fu Hao thought that someone had killed the dynasty, so he wanted to avenge him.

But he was completely unaware that the dynasty had been "resurrected" and returned.

……

Dynasty bought several chapters of attack cards, hats, masks, sunglasses.

Pack yourself.

Walk towards the place where the IOU is written.

to the place.

It turned out to be a house in the center of the city.

The dynasty walked around a few times, looked around, and drew a simplified diagram.

I looked up at the darkened sky.

He pressed his hat again.

And then.

Sharp turn!

Head back to the rental house.

"My hair?!"

As soon as you enter the door.

Wang Chao found that all that was left in the room was a bed, an empty bookshelf, a table, and a television.

"Which beep beep beep do I beep ......" (telegraph operator input sound)

After scolding.

Sit on the bed.

"Garlic, it's not going to live anyway, so that's it."

The dynasty is rotten.

Pulling out the painted road map, the dynasty frowned.

He didn't know what level of people lived in it, and the people who lived in the city center were generally not small people.

"It's not easy to repay this debt..."

two days ago～

The dynasty cat was behind a bucket of music across the street from the house.

His purpose this time was to learn a very important piece of information.

A little beggar who cats with the narrator, whom he hired (flickered) to help him.

He whispered a few words in the little beggar's ear.

The little beggar nodded with confusion in his eyes.

Suddenly.

A gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Fifty!"

"No way, I don't even have that much money in my pocket."

Wang subconsciously covered his pocket.

The money he earned from selling cards was almost spent to buy resources.

"Twenty!"

The dynasty replied.

"Forty, this is so dangerous, it can't be lower!"

The little beggar glared.

"Thirty!"

The dynasty pressed again.

"Deal!"

Looking at the little beggar's bright smile, Wang Chao felt that he was still at a loss.

"Well, forget it."

"After all, it's someone who has taken hundreds of thousands, so I don't care about you!"

The dynasty kicked back.

Click.

There was a crunch.

The door opened.

A mediocre-looking, fairly strong man walked out.

The dynasty shrank his head.

Sure enough, it was ---- Biden, the owner of the loan company.

Biden stretched, probably going for a walk.

The dynasty gave the little beggar a small look.

The little beggar will understand.

Reach out.

Dynasty bar thirty put on.

The little beggar nodded contentedly.

And then.

Turn around.

To the wild dogs who are rummaging through the garbage is a jio.

"Wang?"

Wild dogs wondered.

Then he raised his tail and rushed towards the little beggar.

The little beggar saw this.

The mouth shouted, "Ahhhhh ”。

Rush in the direction of Biden.

-------- short and weak dividing line.

emmmmm…

That's right.

I only wrote more than 20,000 words.

Today I was inspired by my father...

I just came up with it.

The needle does not poke.

嘤嘤嘤 (┯_┯)~