The God of Wealth is Bankrupt

Any emotion that accumulates to a certain level will explode with a 'bang'.

"Fuck your motherfucker's game! I'm fighting with you!"

As one person starts, the rest of them rush forward!

Several people were pressing the woman.

Press her head and hit the chopping block full of blood.

Perhaps it was because of their sudden action that the woman didn't react for a while, but they really succeeded.

The sound of 'bang' is deafening!

When she raised her head again, the woman had blood on her forehead. I don't know if it was her blood or the chopping block. A face ran down her forehead.

Perhaps it was stained with blood, and the woman's eyes slowly turned red.

I don't know if it was because of her physique, but her strength was so strong that several adult men who were holding her were thrown out.

After throwing the person out, the woman didn't say a word or get angry. She picked up the kitchen knife again, and chopped the 'meat' on the cutting board with force.

It is precisely this silence that makes people collapse again and again.

"What a broken game! What a broken clock tower! I'm going home!!"

The black sympathetic man collapsed and shouted, turned and ran out the door.

Outside the door, there is a lot of traffic that belongs to the normal world.

But when he stepped out, the normal stone bricks twisted, and the huge black hole engulfed him instantly.

He didn't even let out a scream.

The ground quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Outside the door, there is still a lot of traffic.

Even if it was an expected situation, seeing this picture, everyone couldn't help but take out their already cold hearts to dry.

They even create confusion about whether the visible, intangible world is true or false.

A total of ten people came in.

There are now only eight left.

Everyone didn't dare to mess with the fat woman again, but they were not in the mood to find the missing piece of cheese for the time being.

Eight people, sitting in a circle on the sofa, were silent.

Except for the sound of Lu Hang chomping on small shrimp sticks.

After a few minutes, the bald friend who was guarding the bald head who was still awake couldn't help it. He didn't dare to fight directly, but asked, "Why are you still eating? How can you fit so well in your pocket?"

Lu Hang paused, poured all the small shrimp sticks left in the bag into his mouth, and touched his pocket.

After a long while, he finished chewing what was in his mouth, and after swallowing it, he said smugly, "No more."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was finally gone.

Unexpectedly, Lu Hang jumped up and walked towards the kitchen.

When he came back, he looked rather strange.

What's more attractive is that he is holding several large bags of colorful potato chips in his arms.

Everyone: "...???"

Lu Hang picked a flavor he liked, tore it open, and started 'clicking' again.

Everyone: "..."

Silence for a few seconds.

The blue veins on the forehead of the bald friend burst out, "Aren't you worried about your own situation?"

"What are you worried about?" Lu Hang looked at him strangely, "I have so many cards, I can't die if you all die."

Everyone: "..."

Really, I really want to kill him.

Lu Hang successfully caused a circle of hatred, and everyone even forgot where he got so many potato chips.

After a few minutes, a burst of aroma spread.

Everyone was shocked to realize that it was daytime when they came, and now it was night.

When they got here, they were still ordinary people, and they needed food and water just like normal people.

I still felt it just now, and now I smell this fragrance, and the sound of my stomach growls for a long time.