The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

Fortunately, although Xie Quan is a gambler, there is still hot water at home. When he turned on the water heater, Ling Chunan realized that he hadn't taken his clothes.

He plucked the exaggerated green hair that grew to his neck, "Is this some kind of fashion?"

098: "Back to the host, this hairstyle is quite popular now." According to the description in the original text, it seems that the original owner's friends are all similar, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple are all together, which can be said to be very killer.

Ling Chunan: "..."

After taking a shower, Ling Chunan found out a set of clothes that the original owner had worn a year ago before he started to be non-mainstream, pulled up the short sleeves, and dug out ten coins from the piggy bank that the owner had long forgotten. Come and get a coin out the door.

"Host, what are you going to do now?" 098 asked, didn't you just want to talk about sleeping?

"Can't sleep, go get a haircut." Ling Chunan smiled and tossed the coin in his hand.

"Ten dollars is not enough." 098 said.

Ling Chunan didn't answer 098's question, walked out of this old-fashioned neighborhood slowly, met many people on the road, they all avoided him with expressions as if they saw a poisonous insect, the only one who didn't avoid him was still a blind man .

It can be seen that the original owner is well-known in the hearts of nearby residents.

Ling Chunan didn't mind the stares of these people, and walked nonchalantly through the alley at the back of the community, and entered a busy street...the game hall next to it.

At this time, the game hall was full of people, full of the smell of low-quality cigarettes, all kinds of unscrupulous teenagers were playing games and scolding their mothers, the owner of the game hall was staring at his old-fashioned computer with a cigarette in his legs and looking at stocks. The screen is full of green.

Ling Chunan glanced at the computer screen, "Boss Cao, give me sixteen game coins."

The boss waved his hand impatiently, "Change it yourself."

Ling Chunan was familiar with the road and changed a dozen coins into game coins at the counter. The background of this world was Ling Chunan. The original world was pushed forward by about 20 years. There is a kind of gambling machine, commonly known as slot machine, which is very popular in the game hall. The operation button is just one button, and the number of game coins will fall out when the grid is lit at the end. It is quite random and simple, but because the rewards above seem to be quite generous, even if they know that it is mostly money, many people are still willing to try it. luck.

At this time, the red-haired boy in front of Ling Chunan lost all his money, and patted the slot machine angrily.

Ling Chunan stood there for two seconds, then reached out and patted the boy on the shoulder.

That red hair exploded immediately, "Damn! Are you looking for death? Dare to shoot you..." At this point, he suddenly saw Ling Chunan, swallowed the word "Master" back, and laughed dryly, "Yan , Brother Yan, you come to play games too."

"My uncle?" Ling Chunan had a half-smile.

"No, no, my uncle, my uncle." Hongmao quickly changed his words, "Brother Yan, please, brother Yan."

Except for those who are more familiar with Xie Ziyan, the gangsters in the neighborhood usually respect him at a respectful distance. Although Xie Ziyan is not very strong, and even relatively thin, he is famous for fighting and dying in the neighborhood.

Hong Mao didn't leave immediately after giving the slot machine to Ling Chunan, but watched him play.

Ling Chunan didn't care about the crowd watching, he quickly stuffed two game coins into it, and then pressed the button.

Undoubtedly, the two game coins that were thrown in casually disappeared.

"Oh..." Hongmao sighed next to him, he looked much more nervous than Ling Chunan, "Damn it, I think this slot machine is tricky, I have never seen anyone make money here , Brother Yan..."

Ling Chunan glanced at him, Hong Mao quickly closed his mouth, and smiled at him flatteringly, "Go on."

"Host, do you need help?" 098 asked, it is very powerful against this ordinary gambling machine.

"No need." Ling Chunan refused 098's help, and stuffed two game coins in again.

Then 098 and Hongmao watched nervously as Ling Chunan lost several games, and when there were only two game coins left, Hongmao became a little angry, "This rubbish game hall must be cheating us, brother Yan, as long as If you say a word, I will find someone to smash his broken shop."

"Host, do you really not want my help?" 098 was eager to try.

"No need." Ling Chunan casually put the last two game coins in.

As the flashing grid gradually stopped, Hongmao's cursing voice suddenly stopped, and then he opened his mouth wide, "Five, five hundred?"

The maximum amount on the slot machine is [-]. With the sound of ding, the sound of dropping coins attracted the attention of many people. Even the boss who was addicted to stocks raised his head and stared at Ling Chu Nan's side.

"This is bad luck." Everyone had this thought in their minds.

"Red hair." Ling Chunan patted the dumbfounded red hair on the shoulder, and then pointed to the underside of the cabinet at the front desk.

The red hair glanced at the game currency that the machine couldn't hold on the floor, then looked at the front desk, then ran over like a rabbit and picked up the basket under the cabinet, and helped Ling Chunan pick up the game currency with a smile on his face Go in, just ask: "Boss, are you still playing?"

Ling Chunan shook his head, grabbed a handful of game coins and handed them to Hongmao, "When something happens, I won't play, you take your time."

"Okay." Holding twenty or thirty game coins in his hand, Hongmao smiled so hard that his teeth couldn't see.

Ling Chunan put a bag of game currency on the counter, "Boss Cao, exchange it for banknotes for me."

"You little bastard, you are really lucky today. I have won all my income for two days." Boss Cao began to count the game coins with a cigarette in his mouth, but he became impatient after counting a few, "Forget it, forget it , I’ll give you five hundred, and don’t let me see you within a week.”

Ling Chunan took five hundred-yuan bills and stuffed them into his pocket, then glanced at the computer screen on the counter, "It is recommended to buy the third stock."

"What do you know, you little brat?" Boss Cao scolded with a smile, "You were still drinking milk when I started stock trading."

Having said that, after Ling Chunan left, Boss Cao still carefully observed the stock he mentioned just now, but according to his many years of experience in stock trading, this stock obviously has no room for improvement. He shook his head, and it really was a child. , and then stopped paying attention.

After Ling Chunan got the money, he didn't immediately go to summon his younger brother, and seemed to have developed a great interest in shopping.

Anyway, I never believed that Ling Chunan's good luck just now was really luck. 098 didn't dare to ask him what his plan was, but now that the time for the hero to pick up the golden finger is getting closer, it can't help but feel a little anxious.

"Don't worry, there is still an hour." Ling Chunan wandered to the nearby Antique Street.

At this time, a group of people were gathering in front of a booth, and an old man dressed as a Taoist priest sat behind the booth, looking at the group of people who were arguing with a smile, and waited for them to calm down before saying: "This Buddha sculpture is an authentic thousand-year-old Buddha sculpture." Carved from rosewood..."

"Host, this is a fake. There is spiritual energy contained in the real thousand-year-old thing, this old Taoist is a liar." 098 pierced through the old Taoist's deception.

"Well, I still have this vision." Ling Chunan replied with a smile.

098: "Yes, the host is the most powerful!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

"..."

At this time, the old Taoist finally finished his theory, and there were many people present who knew a little bit about it, and they all nodded their heads in agreement.

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist closed his eyes again inscrutablely.

At this time, a young man emerged from the crowd, and walked towards the distance as if nothing had happened. 098: "Host, he is a thief! He took something from the stall just now."

Before 098 finished speaking, Ling Chunan had already followed behind that young man.

The guilty thief looked back from time to time, but as if he couldn't see Ling Chunan, he automatically ignored him.

098, who was nervous a few times, asked inexplicably: "Host, why doesn't he pay attention to you?"

Ling Chunan: "Probably because I'm too ordinary."

098: "..." It doesn't believe it, not to mention this pretty face, just the exaggerated green hair, it can't fit the word ordinary, but thinking of Ling Chunan once 098 understands his profession and his ability to not be recognized by fans even if he doesn't dress up specially.

Ling Chunan smiled, and continued to follow the young man into an alley.

It seems that because of walking in a hurry, something fell off the young man at the corner of the alley, and he was too nervous to notice this detail.

Ling Chunan stepped forward and picked up the thing.

"Counter attack value +20%, the current counter attack value is 20%, please continue to work hard on the host."

098, who threw himself at Ling Chunan, asked, "Host, how did you know that Yupei would appear here?"

"Nothing will appear out of thin air." Ling Chunan threw the jade pendant in his hand, "Let's go get a haircut."

Not far from the alley, Ling Chunan passed an ordinary-looking boy.

Zhang Chiyuan stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at the person who just passed by, only to see a touch of exaggerated green hair disappearing around the corner, he stood a little confused for a few seconds, always felt that there was something empty somewhere I thought of something, thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, turned around and continued walking towards my destination.

When I went to the barber shop, I dyed my hair back to black first, and then cut it, Ling Chunan asked, "098, do you see if this world mission has a time limit?"

"Back to the host, there is no time limit."

"Confirm the world level again." Ling Chunan half-closed his eyes, covering the expression inside.