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Chapter 52: If I spend 20 yuan, I will go to heaven! [Please give me a monthly ticket! 】

Immediately, he saw a bandage extending from Mu Rufeng's body.

When the bandage came to the stewardess, he slapped her hard on the forehead.

I don't know whether it was because of her weakened strength or something else, but the sleepy stewardess showed no reaction at all.

After a few more blows, but still the same, Mu Rufeng simply let the bandage wrap around the stewardess, and then pulled her directly from her seat.

Moreover, he pulled out of the No. 2 carriage all the way and came directly to Mu Rufeng's side.

When the flight attendant left Car No. 2, he suddenly woke up.

"Ah~~!" The stewardess woke up instantly, with a look of fear on her face.

"Let me ask, what's going on in your Car No. 2?" Mu Rufeng asked.

"Huh? Damn it, where did the bedbug come from?" When the stewardess saw Mu Rufeng, the contractor, she cursed immediately and then started to take action.

Helpless, Mu Rufeng could only take out the wad of banknotes and hit the flight attendant's Tianling Cap hard.

The huge blow immediately woke up the flight attendant.

Although the head was sunken, it did not affect the flight attendant's IQ.

"You have medical expenses and tips. Now, can you tell me about the situation in Car No. 2?" Mu Rufeng dropped a dozen bills and said calmly.

It was at this time that the flight attendant finally reacted.

The first thing he did was pick up the fifteen banknotes, and then said with a flattering face:
"Sir, you should go to the dining car, but you must not go. Once you enter the second car, you will be affected by the nightmare power of Mr. Nightmare."

"Mr. Nightmare will get off at the next stop. You can wait until he gets off before going."

"Huh? Wait for him to get off the train? Nightmare power? Do you allow him to do this on the train? Please explain it to me clearly." Mu Rufeng frowned and asked.

"Sir, it's like this, because Mr. Nightmare is a VIP customer of our train. He has a certain relationship with our train conductor. He is also an executive of a catering company and provides us with some ingredients."

"He took our train this time and spent 2 yuan. He is our big customer."

"Mr. Nightmare prefers to make people have nightmares and then absorb their power. However, he will not endanger our lives, so we train conductor just turn a blind eye."

The stewardess explained.

"How much? How much did you consume?" Mu Rufeng looked at the flight attendant in surprise.

"Sir, it's 2 yuan. Mr. Nightmare has a distinguished status and can get even 5 yuan. Let alone spending 2 yuan. If I can have a deposit of 2000 yuan, I can laugh out of nightmares."

The stewardess said with envy.

"Oh, no, sir, you just gave me a thousand and five dollars for consumption, plus my savings, it's enough, hee hee." The stewardess suddenly said with surprise on her face.

"How can you be so arrogant with 2 yuan? Then if I spend 20 yuan, won't I be able to go to heaven?" Mu Rufeng said in shock.

"Sir, you are joking. 20 yuan is the performance of our train catering department in one month."

The stewardess did not doubt Mu Rufeng's financial resources, but 20 was completely impossible.

"Huh? Your train's catering revenue is only 20 yuan a month?" This time, Mu Rufeng was really shocked.

Could such a powerful train have such a dismal performance?

In other words, their food tastes terrible?

No, they used to provide free food, so it might be lower.

This 20 yuan performance may be partly accounted for by the new paid food.

The bulk of the rest is probably in the dining car.

It’s just that the minimum purchase of 1000 yuan eliminates most of the weirdness.

Those who can go to the dining car are definitely weird ones with rich wealth and strong strength.

"You haven't answered my question yet," Mu Rufeng said.

"Um, sir, let alone 20 yuan, even if you spend 10 yuan, we can change your itinerary." The stewardess said.

"Okay, let's take a look!" Mu Rufeng took out the wad of bills and stuffed them into the indescribable place of the stewardess.Well, although it's a little colder, it feels real to the touch.

This wad of banknotes has completed its mission, and there is probably nothing weird that can make him slap in the face.

"Ah?" The flight attendant was shocked, and then she was ecstatic.

She immediately reached out and took out the wad of bills.

When he saw such a large pile of banknotes, his pale face turned a little flushed with excitement.

"Sir, this is my private number. If you have any needs, I can satisfy you."

The flight attendant looked shy and stuffed the note with her number on Mu Rufeng's bandage.

She felt that her charm played a role, and she was a little proud at the same time.

"Uh" This time, Mu Rufeng was confused.

He just saw that the stewardess had such a good attitude, so he didn't think of throwing the tip on the floor to humiliate her.

Mu Rufeng shook her head and ignored it.

As for the flight attendant's slip of paper number, it's not good to throw it away now. Let's throw it away when we get to the next carriage.

Afterwards, Mu Rufeng prepared to step into Car No. 2.

However, after thinking about it, something seemed wrong, so he immediately tied it with a bandage somewhere outside the carriage.

As long as he is attacked, the bandage will pull him out of the carriage immediately.

After doing all this, Mu Rufeng stepped directly into it.

He was not affected, but Mu Rufeng was not careless either.

"Good luck and good luck"

""Good luck brings joy and love"

"Good luck comes to us"

"Welcome good luck and prosper to the world."

"Fold a paper crane and tie a red ribbon"

"May kind people have good luck every day~~"

A cheerful "Good Luck Comes" filled the entire carriage.

When Mu Rufeng came to Sui Weiyi, Sui Weiyi was still jumping and dancing happily.

However, those eyes that want a knife cannot be hidden.

If he hadn't been unable to speak now, he would have definitely killed this guy violently.

A strong ghostly aura filled the entire carriage, but he was still unable to take action.

It seems that the rules and props limit his ability to move.

"Yes, you sing really well."

Mu Rufeng praised.

"This is my first time using this prop. It seems that you can't attack me, so I wonder if I can attack you?"

Mu Rufeng wanted to try it out.

However, considering that this is still on the train, if this is a test, wouldn't it be against the rules?

After thinking about it, Mu Rufeng gave up. Anyway, the props were in his hands and he would have plenty of time to try them out in the future.

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