The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Yuanxi: "..."

Yuan Xi did not speak, but stood up.

According to the work and rest in the clock tower outside the game, this should be the second day. He didn't strengthen his body in the bell tower, and he stayed up all day and night, and now the night is thick, making people drowsy for no reason.

It's okay for everyone to sit here and watch, but now that both of them have gone back to their rooms to sleep, it seems that the people they're watching here are... extraordinarily stupid.

After hesitating for a moment, the little gangster followed in his idol's footsteps, rubbed his face, and returned to his room with barely a trace of energy.

He walked to the room and waved his hands behind his back, as a greeting to a few people.

"I went to bed too."

-

There are not enough rooms in the small building, and several people share a room.

There are three girls, Yuanxi has a room, and the other two girls have a room.

There is another reason why the little gangster is so excited to follow in the footsteps of his idol - he shares a room with his idol.

Unexpectedly, he still sleeps with idols.

He didn't react when he returned to the room, and now he closed the door, leaving only him and Lu Hang, the sleepiness receded like a tide in an instant.

The little gangster's excitement was beyond words, and he didn't dare to disturb Lu Hang, so he just kept walking back and forth. That posture was comparable to that of a happy, silly groom on his wedding day.

Lu Hang got a headache from his shaking, scratched his hair, and now he became more particular about it.

To take a bath.

Everything about this small building is good, but the bathroom design is faulty.

There is no bathroom on the second floor, and there are two on the first floor.

When Lu Hang went to the first floor to take a bath and came back, the gangster had already fallen asleep.

Glancing at the crooked person on the bed, he hung up the blue-haired towel and walked over.

There was only one bed in the room, and Lu Hang was definitely not the one who wronged him.

- So he wronged others.

——With no humanity at all, he dragged the sleeping punk to the ground, and he took up the whole bed with peace of mind.

-

It was late at night, and the darkness intended to flow into the small building, but was repelled by the lights. Not to be outdone, one intends to occupy, the other is closely guarded. Under the stalemate, the small building becomes the only light spot in the boundless night.

Zhao Shuaiqiang went to the toilet in spirit, flushed the water, walked to the toilet door, and subconsciously pressed the switch.

'Clap' sound.

It was dark behind.

He froze for a moment, then looked back.

So many lights are on, just turn off one toilet light.

He removed his hand from the switch, not intending to turn on the light again.

Originally, I was awake, so I couldn't get up to go to the toilet. Now that the water is finished, the whole person is comfortable, and the sleepiness is back.

He yawned and wanted to go back to sleep.

Turning around, he saw a human face.

...

The dazzling light fell on the man's face, lining his skin pale, revealing a bit of strangeness.

Zhao Shuai was so frightened that he suddenly woke up.

He frowned, and his tone was not very good to greet each other.

"Is it you, come to the toilet?"

...

"1, 2, 3... That's not right, why is there a person missing?"

Early in the morning, the punks scratched their heads and counted the heads.

"Hey, boss," the little gangster shouted at Lu Hang, who was approaching. After one night, his idol was successfully upgraded to boss.

"You're here...that's not right, there's one less person."

"Yes... Zhao Shuai."

In the most inconspicuous place, a boy in a white t-shirt said in a raspy voice.

Seeing several people looking over, he lowered his head nervously.