What is the Richest Man in Halongmen?

"Why do you think that rich people are very happy?"

"Eh?"

The truth obviously did not expect Minghui to answer this way.

"Every day I get up from the spacious bed, with my left arm around the Sakaz eldest sister, and my right arm around the Manticore maid. Sometimes I can wake up on the big breasts of my unspoken Yan Kingdom martial arts star."

"Wake up at the time you want to sleep every day. Even if you wake up, you don't have to get up. You can also do morning exercises on the bed with the Manticore maid who never refuses my request."

"If I'm hungry, I just snap my fingers, and the best chefs in the whole Longmen and the world will bring out the dishes that have been prepared. From Victorian dishes to Yan Guo dishes, everything is available."

"After eating slowly, as long as there is no natural disaster, as long as I want, I can travel anywhere I want."

"If I don't want to, I can stay at home and play the game. I never have to say 'this game would be more fun if the production team did this here,' because the game was designed exactly as I wanted."

"even so,"

Mingdu looked at the truth, and there was infinite loneliness in his eyes.

"Do you really think I'm happy?"

Behind him were two groups of people who were beaten to death because of his words.There are also words such as "I love him", "He doesn't love you", "Hu Yanbin, I love you" from time to time.

Although there was a lot of noise on the side, Mingdu's expression was quiet as if he didn't belong to this world.

"No, you are wrong."

Mingdu said lightly.

The truth subconsciously looked into Mingdu's eyes.She found that she suddenly couldn't understand this man.

"—the happiness of the rich..."

Mingdu suddenly showed a perverted smile: "You can't imagine the happiness of the rich!"

Chapter 12 Winter's Boobs, Texas' Legs

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Mingdu patted the shoulder of truth and laughed until his chest dropped.

Mingdu wiped the tears from his laughter, and his expression became serious: "I admit, lack of money does not necessarily mean unhappiness, and money does not necessarily mean happiness."

"Because happiness has nothing to do with whether you have money or not, it only has to do with how you make yourself happy."

"No matter how desperate the world is. Natural disasters, rough stone disease, infected people, everything looks so pessimistic. However, as long as you want, you can always be the most sandy person in the crowd."

The truth did not respond to Mingdu's change for a while, and after a while, she spoke slowly.

"Aristotle, why are you telling me this?"

"Because...it's going to change."

Mingdu raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky was a little gloomy, as if the pressure was not enough for people to breathe.

"I remember three years ago, the world wasn't like this. Back then, everything in the world looked so hopeless, as if the world was going to end tomorrow."

"And now, is the world now full of hope than before?"

truth asked.

Mingdu showed a mocking smile: "How is it possible, it's better to say, it's even more desperate and breathless. If it used to be evening, it's probably night now."

"But I've heard a saying that the darker the night, the brighter the dawn."

"Having said that, no one knows when the night will end until dawn. So, rather than thinking about things in the future, I tend to make myself happy now."

"Is that why you did this?"

"Yeah...ah, is it almost over?"

Just as Mingdu was talking to the truth, the girl known as "General Winter" had already galloped back and forth three or four times on the battlefield, and placed it on the opposite side like reaping wheat.

"Wonderful."

Mingdu said with a smile: "I have never seen such an orderly group fight scene before. I feel that this trip to Chernobog is worth the ticket price."

"Oh, yes? Then I'll make you regret coming to Chernobog."

After the bear-eared girl brought down all the opponents, she pinched her knuckles and came to Mingdu.

"Ah, wonderful performance, this is your..."

Before Mingdu could finish his words, he was interrupted by the girl: "Shut up, I don't like this feeling of being used, so I'm going to beat you up."

"Wait a minute, don't do it, if you don't think the money is enough, I can add..."

"It has nothing to do with this, I just want to beat you up now."

"How about one hundred thousand?"

Ming Du took a few steps back and said with some guilty conscience.

"No matter how much money you give, it won't change my mind about wanting to beat you up. Are you ready to be beaten? Or, do you want to help him?"

The girl looked at the truth and asked her.