People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 8 008. Draw Cards!

Watching the girls leave in the car, Zhang San, who had finished his daily training, lay down on the bench and started drawing cards.

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

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

Shining gold cards were spinning in front of him one after another, but Zhang San knew very well that there were only poison cards in the pool.

Sure enough, when the cards were turned over at the end, all the gold cards turned into blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green waters.

Creature Card: [A group of crayfish that eats everything]
Skill card: [Never get paronychia]

Skill Card: [Supernova Abnormal Heart]
Equipment card: [Clean breeding fish tank]
Creature card: [Three fireflies clutching their buttocks]

"Grass mud horse!"

A bunch of rubbish bastards who will give you horses in a wave of five consecutive draws!
Zhang San's mentality was a bit broken, and he was very unhappy that the fifty thousand dollars was gone like this.

If the crayfish is still a food, then what are the three fireflies clutching their butts?

how?

These three buddies just escaped from India?

Let’s take a look at the two skill cards again. Let’s not talk about all passives. It’s a good thing that you won’t get paronychia.

Despite the glamorous appearance of superheroes, if you get paronychia...

Supernova metamorphosis heart.

Zhang San read the description of this blue card. Simply put, he will not die of excitement in the future.

Anyone with heart disease can get out of here. Even if his whole body is covered with viruses and cancer, his heart will always be clean and flawless.

This passive is also okay, but it's a pity that there is no death note in the dc universe.

Otherwise, he wanted to test whether he would die if someone wrote that he died of a heart attack.

It's a good start, let's continue!
Skill Card: [Super Clean Hair]
Skill Card: [Fragrant Body]

Equipment card: [Unlimited data mobile phone]
Equipment Card: [Cream Spray Gun]

Creature card: [Two mice that can steal things]

"..."

Ugh…

There are still two skills that can't improve combat effectiveness, one doesn't need to wash your hair, the other doesn't need to take a bath, what the fuck!

After staring at the two upright mice carrying small bags for a while, Zhang San handed them the auto-reduced unlimited mobile phone:

"Brothers, work hard and bring back more gold."

Tweet!
Then he saw these two mice who had just walked away not far away were caught in the sky by Eagle Eagle's air strike...

"Squeeze Mama drops..."

Sighing sadly, Zhang San looked away from the sky, thinking that the two rats who died before they left the school were dead.

It seems that few of the creature cards he drew have survived to this day. Is it because he is unlucky?
Getting rid of the depressed emotions in his mind, Zhang San smoked all the remaining forty times at once.

Dr. Fate is eating shit!
The dazzling golden light burst out!
Zhang San didn't trigger the guarantee this time!

He made the gold card at 180!

The nearly full guarantee mechanism was emptied immediately, and Zhang San excitedly opened the gold card.

Employment card: [Randomly hire a strong man from another world or a weak two-dimensional sister]

"Grass!!!!"

Zhang San hates the word "random" the most. After being baptized by the poison pool for so many years, he understands that his luck is a value of 0 in front of it!
When I thought about using this employment card when I was about to die, I pulled out a cartoon sister who called Oh Ni-chan, dumb k...

"To Nima."

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

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

"The motherland of the grass mud horse!"

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

fine!He can't handle a guy playing 'Minecraft' right now, especially if the mercenary card doesn't have a protection function.

It is very sad to live in this world. If there is another ancestor, Zhang San will simply commit suicide.

Although the length of stay of the employee is determined by mutual discussion, Zhang San is not willing to take the risk of negotiating 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 it…"

Jinka gave this thing, and Zhang San suspected that it was Chizi's deliberate attempt to prevent him from getting a guarantee.

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

After glancing at the rest, Zhang San felt that his strength had improved again after activating all the skill cards!
"What are you screaming at so early in the morning?"

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

...

Jingle ~

Zhang San was a little sad to see the disappearance of the gangsters who should have been on the street.

Chris went to work today, and the vigilante sneaked up after him. He had nothing to do on his holiday, so he went shopping.

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

Cara, who was sitting on the back of his bicycle, sensed Zhang San's restless heart, and she asked a thoughtful question.

Ugh…

Zhang San really has something on his mind. He really wants to improve his strength so that he can save his life when the world is about to end.

But the only plug-in needs to be recharged, and it’s really fucked that you can’t get the game experience after recharging the money.

Zhang San, who was thinking about making money, sent an email to the Wayne Group's mailbox yesterday. He was going to sell something to Bruce Wayne.

The other party is very rich, so Zhang San hopes that the strange things he draws will attract the attention of this rich man.

Such as anti-AIDS drugs.

This kind of thing should be bought by a playboy for a little money, right?

If the other party doesn't need this kind of thing, then he still has some bedding such as the golden gun that can't fall, one day and eternity...

Perhaps the gadgets he sold were too outrageous, or maybe Bruce Wayne didn't need the assistance of those things at all, and Zhang San didn't receive a reply from the other party until the end of lunch time.

"Kara, contact old Jack. Tell him to wait in the old place, I want to sell something."

"Ok sir."

After clearing away the dishes, Kara immediately picked up the phone and dialed. After getting the answer from the other party, she hung up the phone.

"Ah...fucking life..."

Zhang San, who was slumped on the sofa, stared at the ceiling in a daze. He was wondering why there was no big boss like Penguin who was rich but not powerful in his city.

With a bunch of punks and the Poor Dog Gang, his life is too difficult.

After taking the last sip of ice soda, Zhang San packed up his things and carried a bag and went out.

Jingle ~

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

(End of this chapter)