Seeing the girls drive away, Zhang San, who had finished his daily training, lay on the bench and began to draw cards.

Because he played so crazy last night, his fifty draws haven't started yet.

After opening the familiar recharge interface, his balance suddenly decreased by a large amount after entering fifty.

The shining gold cards swirled in front of him, but Zhang San knew very well that there were only poison cards in this pool.

Sure enough, at the end of the flop, all the gold cards turned into blue skies, white clouds, green mountains and green waters.

Bio Card: [A school of crayfish that eat everything]

Skill Card: [Never get paronychia]

Skill Card: [Supernova Perverted Heart]

Equipment Card: [Clean Fish Tank]

Biocard: [Three fireflies covering their butts]

"Grass mud horse!"

A wave of five consecutive pumps will give a bunch of garbage stuff to pinch horses!

Zhang San's mentality collapsed a little, and he was very unhappy that 50,000 knives were gone.

If crayfish are still a piece of food, then what are the three fireflies covering their buttocks for?

How?

These three buddies just escaped from India?

Let's take a look at the two skill cards, let's not talk about all passives, it's a good thing not to get paronychia.

Don't look at the superhero on the surface, if you have paronychia...

Supernova metamorphosis heart.

Zhang San looked at the description of this blue card, and simply put, he would not die of excitement in the future.

Any heart disease can be fucked out, even if his whole body is covered with viral cancer, his heart will always be clean and immaculate.

This passive is also okay, but it's a pity that the DC Universe doesn't have a Death Note.

Otherwise, he wanted to try to see if someone else wrote that he died of a heart attack.

It's off to a good start, go ahead!

Skill Card: [Super Clean Hair]

Skill Card: [Fragrant Body]

Equipment Card: [Unlimited Data Mobile]

Equipment Card: [Cream Squirt Gun]

Bio Card: [Two Stealing Rats]

“……”

Alas...

Or two skills that can't improve combat effectiveness, one doesn't need to wash your hair, and the other doesn't need to take a bath, it's really fucking!

After staring at the two upright rats carrying small packets for a while, Zhang San handed them the shrunken unlimited data mobile phone:

"Brothers, do a good job and get more gold to come back."

Chirp!

Then he saw that the two rats, who had just walked away, were caught in the sky by the Eagle Eagle's air raid...

"Pinch the hemp drops..."

Sighing sadly, Zhang San, who withdrew his gaze from the air, thought that the two rats who died before they could leave the school were settled.

It seems that few of the creature cards he drew have survived to the present, could it be that he is not lucky?

Shaking off the depressed emotions in his head, Zhang San smoked all the remaining forty times at once.

Doctor Fate's!

A dazzling golden light burst out!

This time Zhang San did not trigger the guarantee!

He opened the gold card at one hundred and eighty times!

The guarantee mechanism, which was close to full, was suddenly emptied, and Zhang San excitedly opened the gold card.

Employment Card: [Randomly hire a hunk from another world or a weak two-dimensional sister]

"Grass !!!"

Zhang San hates the word random the most, he has been baptized by the poisonous pool for so many years, and he understands that his luck is a value of 0 in front of it!

When I thought about using this mercenary card when I was about to finish, I pulled out a cartoon sister who shouted oh Ni-chan and stayed k...

"Going to Nima."

He directly used this mercenary card, and a beam of colored light flashed in front of Zhang San.

The light dissipated, and a blonde man with his hands on his waist appeared in front of him.

"Motherland of grass and mud horses!"

Zhang San directly forcibly canceled the employment, and the other party disappeared in place before he could speak.

OK! He can't handle a guy who plays Minecraft right now, especially since the mercenary card doesn't have protection.

It's very sad to live in this world, and if there is another ancestor, he Zhang San will simply commit suicide.

Although the length of stay of the hired person was decided by consulting with each other, Zhang San was reluctant to take the risk of consulting with his ancestors.

The other party is a man who can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't have the ability to communicate with others on an equal footing.

"I knew..."

Jin Ka gave this thing, and Zhang San suspected that Chi Zi deliberately did it in order not to let him eat the guarantee.

In fact, the blue sky and white clouds are not bad...

Glancing at the rest of the things, after Zhang San activated all the skill cards, he felt that his strength had improved again!

"What the hell are you calling early in the morning?"

The vigilante stuck his head out of the second-floor window, and he was woken up by Zhang San's shouting and scolding.

…

Jingle bell~

Zhang San was a little sad to see that the gangsters who should have been there on the street had disappeared.

Today Chris went to work, and the vigilante sneaked up on him, so he had nothing to do on his day off alone, so he simply went out shopping.

"Sir, do you have something on your mind?"

Kara, who was sitting behind his bicycle, noticed Zhang San's uncalm heart, and she asked very thoughtfully.

Alas...

Zhang San really has something on his mind, he really wants to improve his strength, so that he can save the dog's life when he can't stop at every turn in the future.

But the only plug-in has to be recharged, and it's a real fuck to recharge and not get the game experience.

Zhang San, who was full of money, sent an email to the email address of the Wayne Group yesterday, and he was going to sell something to Bruce Wayne.

The other party is very rich, so Zhang San hopes that the strange things he drew can attract the attention of this local tyrant.

For example, there is a special medicine for AIDS.

This kind of thing playboy should buy for a small amount of money, right?

If the other party doesn't need this kind of thing, then what else does he have that the golden gun will not fall, one day eternity, and so on...

Maybe the things he sold were too outrageous, or maybe Bruce Wayne didn't need those things to help him at all, and Zhang San didn't receive a reply from the other party until the end of lunchtime.

"Kara, contact Old Jack. Let him go to the old place and wait, I want to sell something. ”

"Yes sir."

After cleaning up the dishes, Kara immediately picked up the phone and dialed it, and after getting a reply, she hung up.

"Ahh Fucking life..."

Zhang San, who was slumped on the sofa, stared at the ceiling and was stunned, wondering why there was no big boss in his city who was rich and not very powerful.

A bunch of thugs plus the Poor Dog Gang, his life is too difficult.

After drinking the last sip of ice soda, Zhang San packed up his things and went out with a bag on his back.

Jingle bell~

Hearing the familiar ringtone, an old man sitting in a food truck stall looked over.