God level takeaway system

The fat man screamed, "Ah, that's my ten-year savings. Even if they buy gold every day, it's impossible for them to spend so much?"

The middle-aged man turned pale with fright, and respectfully handed over a consumption list.

The fat man pulled it over, from the beginning to the end, without losing sight of the end.

His complexion also turned liver-colored.

"Oh my god, what kind of little ancestor is this? He still owes 100 million dragon crystal coins."

"Small islands, spaceships, big diamonds, are they dragons, they consume like this."

The fat man was trembling with anger, and the middle-aged man fell to his knees and said tremblingly, "Boss, otherwise, I won't let them waste money tomorrow, that's good."

The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "No, the matter has come to this point. You go to ask for the address tomorrow. If they give you the real address, then let them spend a few days."

"If you're fooling people, I'll tie you up." The fat man said angrily.

Middle-aged people, how dare to refute half a sentence.

The next day he saw the two siblings coming out of the room angrily.

He walks towards them.

"Ah!" Wang Mian suddenly exclaimed: "Uncle, I forgot. I gave you a wrong note last time. I wrote it scribbled. We have been out for a long time. Please send a letter to my home." ?"

The middle-aged man had a stiff face, but he suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, of course."

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to leave, Wang Mian quickly stopped him and said, "Uncle, do you have money?"

The middle-aged man stood still, and carefully took out a new card from his pocket.

Wang Mian rushed over and said, "Uncle, go get busy. I'm a good boy. My parents always praise me for not spending money recklessly, and I'm a thrifty kid."

Wang Mian's smile is very innocent.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, and just ran away.

"Brother, what shall we buy today?" Ao Feng also became interested.

"Just follow me." Wang Mian said with a smile.

The two of them did not go out of the hotel, but went directly to the management department of the hotel.

Wang Mian knocked on the door, and a voice said, "Come in."

Wang Mian went in with Ao Feng.

It was found that many people were having a meeting in the big office.

Ten minutes later, Wang Mian walked out of the office with Ao Feng.

"Brother, why did you buy this hotel?" Ao Feng asked curiously.

"Silly sister, have you played enough? Do you want to go home? Anyway, I haven't played enough yet.

I will have a place to live when I come here in the future, right? "

"Go, I'll take you somewhere." Wang Mian said.

The two left the hotel.

Wang Mian directly took Ao Feng into the bank and exchanged a large number of round dragon crystal coins.

As many as a sack.

The two of them took the spaceship again and came directly to the city's slums.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Ao Feng said a little puzzled.

"Sister, we grew up with golden keys in our mouths, but we haven't grown up yet."

But you look at them.

Ao Feng followed Wang Mian's direction and looked into the alley.

Men in rags were found, and half-human, half-animal spirits naked.

Their eyes are numb, and their expressions are all without any expectations for the future.

"Some of them may have lived a life of luxury and wealth like us." Wang Mian said, "But now they can only linger here, because their bodies are weak, and they don't even have the qualifications to be slaves.

I can only wait here to die slowly. "

Those people took a look at Wang Mian and went about their own business.

Although they wanted to grab the two children in front of them, they couldn't.

Because they are only innate realm.

This may be the most pitiful ethnic group in the world. In terms of freedom, they may not live as well as bugs.

Ao Feng, I don't know why there are tears in the circles of her eyes.

In the past few days, Wang Mian took her to see a lot, and she was able to understand Wang Mian's words.

"But these are things that can't be helped. We are not hostile to other races, and other races will be hostile to us."

"Here, human orcs are slaves." Wang Mian said, "But in the real human kingdom, we dragons may be human mounts."

"But this does not prevent me from sympathizing with the weak." Wang Mian finished.

Just throw a bag of money into the sky.

Those people were taken aback for a moment, and then frantically came over to loot.

"I bought the Nine Five Hotel, and those of you who don't have a place to live can live there." Wang Mian said.

After speaking, he pulled Ao Feng and walked outside.

The middle-aged man came directly to the fat man with the letter and handed the letter to the fat man.

The fat man was a little surprised. He looked at the envelope carefully. The outside of the envelope was sealed with a layer of wax.

The paper of this letter exudes a very special nobility.

Fatty had lost confidence in both Wang Mian and Wang Mian, but when he saw such a noble envelope, he hesitated again.

"That kid gave you this letter?" said the fat man?
"Yes boss, he said this is a letter he wrote to his parents." The middle-aged man said.

"I don't know the words on the surface of the envelope. Anyway, let's figure out the address first," said the fat man.

He waved his hands again, and waved his hands again.

"Ying Wu, what the hell are you, can you come out quickly every time I call you?" the fat man shouted.

After he shouted, the shadow appeared behind him and directly took the envelope in his hand.

"Do you know this word?" said the fat man.

"Boss, I recognize it, but it seems...it seems..."

"Hey and haw, let the fart go." The fat man said impatiently.

"Boss, this seems to be dragon characters."

The fat man turned slightly pale and said, "Dragon script, hmph, that kid must have copied it there.

Don't read this letter, it must be fake. "The fat man said with a ferocious face: "Go, take me to meet this little guy. "

The fat man led the middle-aged man and a few subordinates towards the Jiuwu Hotel.

But when the fat man walked into the hotel with his men, his complexion became extremely pale.

When did this hotel have so many homeless people?

And now they are all dressed in rags, lying on their sides like the old man, crooked.

Those who pick feet and catch lice are all in the hall.

There are no serious guests.

"Manager, manager, what's going on?" the fat man said angrily.

A man with a mustache in a robe said: "Boss Wu, I am the manager here, but I resigned today, this is no longer a hotel."

"What do you mean?" Fatty said in a daze.

"Hey, those two kids not only bought this hotel, but also called all the civilians in the city to live here..."

The fat man felt a little dizzy, gritted his teeth and said, "Which floor is the kid on, I have something to ask him."

"They seem to be leaving the city after finishing these things." The manager added: "It's better to leave by spaceship."

The fat man shot back and gave the middle-aged man a slap and said, "If you don't catch up with them today, you will never want to see your son again."

The middle-aged man was beaten and turned around three times on the spot, a little stunned.

"Why are you still standing there, hurry up and chase after me." The fat man ran to the door and said.