"No, I just want you to help me make some money. It's not difficult for you to sneak into a rich man's home, right?"
Zhang San’s raised corners of his mouth and his expectant eyes...
Deathstroke felt like a lucky cat when he was looking at him. He didn't expect that one day he would be regarded as a thief.
He, Deathstroke, is the man destined to kill Batman!
How could I possibly steal money from you!
“You may think that the world is so big and there is always someone who can help you solve the bomb in your head.
But it's a pity, Deathstroke, with this bomb's technology, even if you go to Cyborg, he won't be able to help you. "
As soon as Zhang San's half-truth came out, Deathstroke's original little thought was directly deleted.
He did think about asking the Justice League for help as soon as he got out. Anyway, those so-called superheroes like to help people solve such fatal troubles.
But looking at it now, there is a half chance that he will die in the process of defusing the bomb.
Bet?
Looking at the smiling face of the other party, Deathstroke didn't want to bet: "I can help you get money, but you have to give me a certain amount of freedom."
Zhang San didn't want to be an unscrupulous boss, so he nodded and said, "Okay, working with me is definitely the best choice for you in your life. So how much money do you still have?"
?
After a while.
Deathstroke, who had regained his freedom, leaned on the stool with a look of displeasure on his face. This was the first time he had been robbed by someone else after working as a mercenary for so many years!
The best choice in this life?
@%##%*! ! !
"What's the meaning?"
Deathstroke, who was in a very bad mood, saw Kara bringing a plate of leaves over to get medical supplies. He suspected that the woman was deliberately disgusting him.
It's embarrassing enough to be defeated by a butler.
"Medicine to treat your gunshot wound." As she spoke, Kara poked a finger directly into the hole in Deathstroke's leg.
"Fk! Can you tell me in advance!"
Deathstroke, who was stabbed without any mental preparation, cursed in pain, as if a steel wire was rubbing against his muscles. The feeling was very uncomfortable.
In fact, Kara was helping him repair the wound. A special nanorobot could repair the broken structure at the wound.
"Eat the leaves."
After finishing her work, Kara took away the empty plate, while Deathstroke looked at the green leaves in his hands and found it hard to swallow.
Is he too old to keep up with the times?
When did a tree appear in the world that could heal gunshot wounds?
He smelled it first, and there was no other smell except the smell of leaves.
Take a small bite and it tastes exactly like the leaves...
At this time, Deathstroke was sure that Kara was messing with him, so he looked in the direction of the kitchen.
Unfortunately, he looked directly at Kara.
"..."
Deathstroke silently stuffed all the leaves into his mouth and chewed them.
upstairs.
Zhang San, who lit a plate of mosquito coils in front of the portrait of the Doom Slayer, bowed to the macho man very seriously.
He hoped that even if the two sides were separated by another dimension, the boss could give him some luck.
Bank card balance: 700,000.
This time Zhang San learned the lesson. He only took out 700,000 of the 13 million he borrowed from Deathstroke, and the rest was in Kara's account.
Once the custom-up pool is gone, he, Zhang San, can violently fuck the ordinary pool to get the gold card and make a lot of money at the same time!
He's only as smart as me!
With excitement in his heart, he directly launched a wave of seven consecutive strokes.
In the card drawing interface, a crimson light broke through the sky and flew to the middle of a pile of trembling cards. The man who was breathing rapidly slowly opened the card with his back facing him:
Ability Card: [Exciting Warrior]
Ability Card: [Mud Man]
Ability Card: [Mold Dispelling]
Ability Card: [Factory Brand New]
Ability Card: [Flying on Grass]
Ability Card: [Spicy Little Prince]
MAX ability card: [God of Gamblers]
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Zhang San was stunned for a moment when he saw the name of the last red card, and then burst into laughter:
"Las Vegas, your daddy is here!"
Suit, big back, chocolate.
Thump thump thump! Thump thump thump thump…
"I am Gao Jin, I am the God of Gamblers!!!"
After taking the card, Zhang San, with a smile on his face, carefully read its ability introduction.
[God of Gamblers]
Everything in the world can be gambled, except money.
? ? ?
damn it!
His mother!
Zhang San almost couldn't breathe. He thought about himself in Las Vegas with a big back, wearing a suit, chewing chocolates and having a BGM to smash those garbage things!
No gambling! ah! ?
Cough cough cough…
I was so angry that I coughed!
Let’s look at other things:
[Exciting Warrior]
Your heart beats faster, causing time in front of you to slow down.
good! It’s a good ability!
[Mud Man]
The sticky and dirty mud is the plaything in your hands. Control them, change their shape and use your imagination!
good! Mudman!
[Mold dispersal]
literal meaning.
good! Very concise and easy to understand!
[Factory brand new]
Everything you touch becomes brand new.
good!
[Flying on grass]
Flying on grass, boy!
ox! You can fly!
[Spicy Little Prince]
Summon Void Spicy Sticks. Invite your friends to eat spicy strips, or treat your enemies to some perverted spicy strips.
Can! You can't make a fortune by opening a spicy strips factory!
Um…
call--
"If you don't get angry, don't get angry. If you get angry, get angry at yourself..."
After activating all these cards, Zhang San opened the door and went downstairs with a calm expression.
He came to the death knell and put his hand directly on the other person's head.
"What?"
"fine."
Seeing that the other party was still the same as before, Zhang San, who had confirmed something, silently walked out of the villa.
In the yard, Zhang San focused his eyes on his hand. Suddenly, a small spicy stick with cumin and various spices appeared in his hand.
It's only a little bigger than your little finger.
Chirp!
The eagle basking in the sun on the roof swooped down and took away the spicy stick. It thought that the thing in Zhang San's hand was prepared for itself.
[Abnormally spicy food should not kill a bald eagle...]
Thinking that nothing would happen to Yingying, Zhang San withdrew his gaze and pulled a handful of decorative grass from the flower bed.
He threw the grass into the air, and people jumped up and stepped on it.
Three seconds later, Zhang San, who fell from a height of four meters, was not satisfied and grabbed a handful of soft mud from the flower bed.
With a thought, the ugly Niba suddenly turned into a bikini girl.
The color is still muddy, and there are even gravels and a few grasses in its body...
The form changed again, this time it became a shield.
Zhang San squeezed the mud shield. It did not become stronger as expected, but was still as soft as ordinary mud.
