"No, we are different. You and I are different!"

Li Mo's words directly triggered the dissatisfaction of the owners.

"What's the difference? Can you have enough to eat or can you wear warm clothes?"

"That's right, I've noticed that he was not among the people who bought food at high prices before. They are already so rich, and they are still so picky and picky. They deserve to have their money rot at home!"

Everyone laughed at Li Mo and forgot about the attack on Liu Dahu for a while.

Crazy, tired, destroy!

Hu Yuan immediately went crazy and kicked Li Mo out of the group chat.

Just as Li Mo was about to refute, he found that the message failed to be sent and he was no longer a member of the group.

"Damn, I haven't said anything yet, why are you kicking me?"

Li Mo was furious and applied to join the group again, but the group owner refused directly.

The owners in the group found that the thorny Li Mo was not in the group. They were happy but also very aggrieved.

Why is there no danger at all when we rush to the front and you paddle behind?

"Don't let a mouse drop spoil a good pot of soup. Let's continue to make plans."

"Boss Hu, everyone feels so embarrassed at the loss!"

Hu Yuan thought for a while and said with a hint: "Eradicate the main enemy first, and individual clowns can be dealt with afterwards!"

The owners immediately understood. Even Liu Dahu was killed and they called 901 by the way. It was no big deal at all!

At this time, Fang Yanmei, a resident on the fourth floor, said quietly: "They are really different from us!"

"Who? Li Mo? Are you dizzy!"

Fang Yanmei sent the picture of a table full of breakfast on her phone to the group chat.

The owners looked at the bright lights and the famous breakfast foods from all over the world, and swallowed their saliva like crazy.

"Haha, what do you mean by posting such a picture at this time, looking at the plum blossoms to quench your thirst?"

No one could imagine that this was just an ordinary breakfast for their neighbor Li Mo.

"This is what Li Mo took last time. It was his breakfast!"

The owners seemed to have their necks strangled and were speechless.

Such a scene is unimaginable under extremely cold conditions.

First of all, at temperatures of tens of degrees below zero, anything will freeze into ice in a short time.

It's a hard thing, definitely not in the same condition as in the photo.

Secondly, according to the situation in the picture, there are several lights on in the room and the voltage is still so stable. It is completely different from their room.

The most important thing is that half of the legs are exposed in the photo, without pants and wearing sandals on the feet.

"Hahaha, the photo is definitely P's, the content is so fake!"

"It's also possible that the photo was taken before the extreme cold, not now."

"It makes sense. This kid just won 30 million. The poor suddenly became rich. His life is really luxurious! But now he can't spend a cent. How ironic!"

No one believes that this photo is Li Mo's daily life now. It is so magical.

At this time, Jiang Kuang was lying on the bed, the flesh on his face turned purple-black, his hands and feet were swollen, and they were all frostbitten.

In his arms, he held the wife of his good brother Liu Weiming.

"Brother Jiang, the group is discussing the authenticity of this photo!"

Jiang Kuang tried his best to open his eyes and saw the chat history.

Thinking of the door that was so good that it was difficult to pry open, and the scalding hot water spraying out from the door.

Li Mo's life inside the door is definitely beyond everyone's imagination!

"Damn, it might be true!"

Liu Weiming's wife's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, showing an expression of disbelief.

Jiang Kuang's heart moved when he saw it, and he put his swollen fingers into her little mouth.

"My finger hurts uncomfortably, help me suck it."

Wang Yan suppressed her nausea, licked the severely frostbitten area with her uvula, and warmed the dry and chapped skin with moist saliva.

There is no way, her husband Liu Weiming is dead, now I can only rely on this man.

Although she was so disgusted that she wanted to vomit, she would be beaten severely if she refused, which was even more unacceptable to her.

"Is there really anyone who... oh... can... ugh... live so well?"

Wang Yan spoke vaguely, she was really curious.

Jiang Kuang recalled that a few days ago, his heart was full of hatred, and he stirred his frostbitten fingers in the mouth of his good brother's wife, causing her face to turn red and her to retching frequently.

"No more...don't...vomit...please! It feels so uncomfortable!"

Just when the discussion on the photos was about to end in the small group, Jiang Kuang suddenly spoke.

"I live on the 10th floor, which is relatively close to Li Mo's house. The photos have a certain degree of credibility!"

"What!!!"

"Jiang Kuang, are you crazy? Do you believe this illogical picture?"

Other owners in the group retorted one after another, feeling that Jiang Kuang and Fang Yanmei had joined forces to tease them.

Jiang Kuang's tone was very bad and he said: "Let me put it bluntly, Li Mo's house has hot water! A lot of it, hot water for bathing! And it's not during the power-on time."

The community is now powered on at a fixed time every day, about an hour.

The owners can also boil hot water, but the amount is really small and it cannot be boiled.

But it was their rare treat of the day.

They didn't believe that someone could drink hot water at any time!

But Jiang Kuang's words planted seeds of doubt in their hearts.

What if it's true?

What a wonderful life that would be!

"I'm a designer. I can't see any traces of retouching on the picture with the naked eye right now. I can check it with my computer when the power is turned on."

Some owners looked at the photos for half an hour and couldn't tell whether they were real or fake.

He is an expert in retouching pictures, and he can make it difficult for him to tell whether it is a real picture or an extremely detailed retouched picture.

"Damn it, no one really believes it, no, no, no!"

The owner at most swallowed a few mouthfuls of the food in the picture.

I didn't believe it was true from beginning to end.

"Let's take a look first, the photo looks weird!"

Soon after, the community was powered on, and Yin Huaqiao immediately turned on the computer and transferred the photos to the computer.

Open the professional software and the original information of the photo will appear on the screen.

Yin Huaqiao's eyes widened and he looked in disbelief.

The photos were not retouched, not even filters were added.

The food itself is exquisite and delicious, and the lighting quality is very good, without flickering or color cast, making it difficult to take good-looking photos.

The most important thing is that the picture information detected by the computer includes information such as the model of the shooting phone and the shooting time.

The above shows that the photo was taken a few days ago.

"How is this possible? We were frozen like dogs, so hungry that we wanted to chew on the table, but he had so much food!"

Yin Huaqiao couldn't understand, and the huge shock shocked his soul.

He quickly took a screenshot of his computer screen and sent it to the small group.

The people in the small group who paid attention to this matter saw the news immediately.

When I clicked on the screenshot and took a look, I was so surprised that I couldn’t be more surprised!

"In an environment of minus 70 degrees Celsius, drinking hot milk, eating meat buns, and taking hot baths, what kind of fairy life is this!!!"

"Ahhh, now I realize that my life is a piece of shit!"

"Why! His life is different from ours!!!"

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