Chapter 582 Secret Talk

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Still now. Zhou Jia. Main point of view. There was Zhou Xiuwen's father, Zhou Yuanjing, stopping at Zigui. place. yes. at present. Atlantis is the safest place in my heart.

Zhou Yuanjing. magnificent. He passes. In your opinion. While in office. appoint. The first of the seven marshals. also. City. The supreme commander of the military. For him. Every one. Soldiers. all the same.

between legions. perhaps. windy. but. The heart of a soldier. But it's in one place.

He never will. Backstab anyone. A military force that fights for the empire with passion. Even if the other party is from. Different from your own position. Legion.

Huanxian is more than just a soldier. his status. The crowd is also self-evident. Zhou Yuanjing, natural. credit. Pay attention to. treatment for him.

even. tower. I took out one that was exclusive to me. treat. Team. Specialized in loop lines. treat.

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It seems, it seems... There is no reason, I just feel that the other person is in something wrong - depressed, tense, poor and desperate, as if there is no way out.

The other person's magnetic field at that time was completely depressed and dim, as if he was exhausted but had to put on a mask. This kind of person probably doesn't want to do anything at the moment, or is fighting against instinctive emotions. Anyway, it is unlikely that he will set up a stall in this crowded place wearing a mask and a shallow smile.

Lack of money alone is unlikely to be the motivation, only necessity - something that compels him to wear a mask to earn the money.

Jiang Hui also saw that the fixed-point conveyor belt for transporting the lotus pig dolls was very clever and did not look like an amateur at all. Anyway, she has not seen related products of this level on the market outside, and the personal traces of this thing are too heavy, so it is very likely that he made this thing himself.

This can already be called a certain kind of technology, but it's just made a fuss and put on this shooting stand. What can be confirmed is that the maker of this thing is quite talented.

And there are some problems with those prizes. It’s not that the items are bad, but that they are great. Many of these items are on the market but difficult to buy. Some of them are remote and unpopular collections, and they are all tools or parts related to machinery.

Although the outer packaging looks old and even looks a bit old, each one is very well maintained and spotless. Some of them are even equipped with valuable protective cases and shelves. These things exist almost as long as the items exist - that is, these things may have existed as products for the owner to cherish from the beginning.

A person who may have talent and be able to produce so many well-preserved high-value collections, but is poor... is problematic no matter how you look at it.

If he didn't explore it, Jiang Hui would probably think that this was a story about a gambler. In fact - the other party is indeed the kind of gambler who doesn't care.

But at that time, everyone in the second class was killing everyone in the stall. When the children thought they had made a lot of money and took the corresponding prizes from the boss, the other party's expression was so stunned, relieved and a little sad, as if he was It was like seeing off an old friend.

However, there was not a trace of resentment towards the members of the second class who had won his treasure, and they were more just sad.

This is definitely not the look of a profiteer who has lost his profits.

And when she and Jaidi completed their bet, and Jiang Hui narrowly obtained the right to redeem the jackpot, she even clearly saw that the other person's eyes were gray and his whole person looked dim.

Perhaps it was because the other party's expression was too uncomfortable. Jiang Hui didn't want to be the guy who took advantage of others. He thought that it was not easy to run a small business, so it was up to him. That's why he made such a choice.

But she didn't expect that after so many things happened, the other party would appear in front of her again, not asking anything else but asking her such a strange question.

"Maybe, maybe it's because you look poorer, boss." Jiang Hui shook his head and laughed, his eyes falling on his whitened cuffs.

The other party is probably really in a tight situation, and clothes are the cheapest thing in the galaxy. Even if you can't buy a new one, it only costs a few star coins to go around and repair the automatic instrument. His daily income exceeds four to five thousand star coins, but he can't even afford a few star coins for repairs. I guess he has his own difficulties.

Now it seems that these things are so well protected because they are the treasures of the stall owners. And the reason why he took out these cherished things...maybe because he had nothing but this, nothing that could be used as a bargaining chip.

Jiang Hui didn't ask any more questions. She looked at Zhou Xiuwen who was walking towards her, stood up and waved his hand: "Sir, you are very talented. If you solve the predicament, don't do this kind of business. Your collection will also It's very precious and rare, so it's better not to gamble with it. If you lose, you may not be able to buy it back with the same amount of money."

The young man looked at the other person's back as he left gracefully, and after a while he couldn't help but whisper: "No, it's no longer necessary..."

The collections are gone, but they already have another way to go, his way of survival, and his brother's way of survival.

This time, the debt was really huge. Not only did I owe him something, I also owed him his life. It’s easy to pay back what you owe. If the day comes, why not pay back ten times or a hundred times? But it’s hard to repay the life debt you owe——

How could there be such a person in this world?

"Thanks--"

The girl didn't know if she heard it, but the man who had already walked far away and was walking side by side with his friend waved to him from afar, as if in response.

The young man stood up and watched the two figures getting further and further away, getting smaller and smaller, and then completely out of his sight.

There is no sunshine in Atlantis, the stars never set, and the deep sea area is always warm and cool, regardless of the alternation of the sun and the moon. But at this moment, the young man feels a kind of heat here, which is like the heat under the sun.

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Zhou Xiuwen had learned yesterday that Jiang Hui was going to be discharged from the hospital, and he came here specifically to pick him up today.

However, when he walked to the door, he didn't see the person he was looking for. Zhou Xiuwen walked back for a while before finding Jiang Hui, who was supposed to be waiting in the lobby, at the pavilion outside. It turned out that the other party was tripped up by a strange face.

When Jiang Hui saw him, he just gave him a cursory greeting and started walking towards him.

The young man glanced at the stranger with some curiosity and said, "That person is..."

"The survivors in the underground corridor happened to meet each other when they came out and we chatted for a few words." Jiang Hui said.

Zhou Xiuwen also knew that those people came to thank Jiang Hui, and he immediately realized that the other party probably came to express his gratitude.

The young man shook his head and said with a smile: "Then let's go quickly. I'm afraid we'll be surrounded again if we wait any longer. You're so popular."

"...Hurry up, Huan Xian has to wait for a long time."

(End of chapter)