But the newspaper in his hand was obviously held upside down.

The three of Wufu and Odin are gathering a table of mahjong, and it seems that they are still playing mahjong with superpowers.

What is the perfect self-drawing, what is the prediction of the next card from ancient wisdom, what is the sonar to confirm the card type of other members, what is the seamlessness of genius...

Although it is mahjong with super powers, these four people are very beautiful, which actually reduces the atmosphere of this veteran cadre a lot, but the general and the clown king pull the leader to play poker... The atmosphere is indeed like an activity center for veteran cadres.

It's just... If you really want to say it, it's more like two big brothers who are gangsters catch a rich man's little brother and invite him to play a few games together.

If the General and the Clown King were smoking cigars at this time, the atmosphere would be even more similar.

Veteran cadres belong to veteran cadres, but... are veteran cadres of underworld organizations.The general's ferocious face is obviously more suitable for the status of a veteran cadre of an evil organization.

It's just that at this time, the general and the leader have completely lost their eyes. The two who were already poor, worked together to fight against the landlord.

Although the name of this poker game is Doudizhu, which seems to reflect the class struggle in the old society, it is only a popular card game after all.

What's more, class struggle still exists. No matter how much equality and justice are preached, there will still be class differences in the end. Therefore, the antagonism and struggle between classes will continue.

To put it bluntly, all class struggles take place on the basis of the opposition and conflict of material interests, that is, economic interests, and in the final analysis they all revolve around material interests.

Having said so much, No. 2 just wanted to say... the general and the leader wrote several IOUs.

There's only one word to describe it, miserable.

The Clown King, who was content to accept the IOU, glanced at him, and seemed to be in a very happy mood.

"You came?"

"...Well, here I come."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I came anyway."

No. 2 doesn't know why the clown king suddenly came to him like this. Although this stalk is a bit old, no one has made such trouble with him recently, which makes No. 2 feel nostalgic.

Then he inadvertently took over from the tearful 'rich' brother, sorry...it's not that he's rich, but the poor brother who lost even his underwear.

Although this is a metaphor, but No. 2 glanced at the number on the IOU and laughed out loud.

"It's miserable, it's really miserable."

"Of course, I will show no mercy."

After he joined, Miller was at a loss for a new round of poker games. Even though he attended several meetings of evil organizations with No. 2, he still couldn't get used to the atmosphere.

It was obviously a serious occasion, but it was so leisurely that it made others anxious, quite like the calm appearance of an emperor who was not in a hurry.

"A pair of A's."

"I'm sorry... No. 2, why did you hit it so big in the first place? By the way, how do you feel after touching it? Did you get any useful data?"

"I can't afford it too, No. 2, for the sake of saving my life, let me show some kindness..."

“3、4、5、6……Q、K、A。这里12张,有要的吗?数据的话,将军没给你吗?”

"..."

"..."

"Then three 7's, three 8's, bring 9's and Xiao Wang, after playing, give me the money."

"You cheated, how could it be like this."

"If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have saved you bastard. That's the first time."

The two who didn't even play a single card began to complain, and Miller, who was standing behind No. 2, pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

On the contrary, the mascot who stayed aside and hadn't gone to the toilet looked envious.

"Don't be envious, I got my fortune in exchange for my life."

No. 2, who noticed the mascot's expression, curled his mouth, somewhat unhappy.

The black technology level of the evil organization is too high, even the luck of the saint girl can be measured, let alone the strange fortune of No. 2?

No. 2's complaint is also justified.

His fortune is very unstable, in fact, before joining the evil organization, his life trajectory was not like that of someone with fortune.

It was the hard-earned savings, and because of a brain twitch, it was all thrown into the poisonous pool, but no spring goddess appeared in the pool and asked him if he threw it into the pool. , originally expected that the goddess of spring water would give him a beautiful female spearman for the sake of his honesty.

As he said, his wealth luck is traded with his life, and only through a crisis can his wealth luck be activated.

This time he went to outer space to fight against the unformed monster disaster, perhaps this time should be called 'the tentacles of abomination'.

Although the 'tentacles of hate' are difficult to deal with, No. 2 has the confidence to use the tactics of the ancestors to fight guerrillas, weakening the opponent's size little by little.

The only thing I didn't expect was that the other party hid a mass-produced model inside.

"The general's words, I gave it...but the content inside is too unbelievable."

"Sorry, clown..."

After throwing down the cards in his hand, the general apologized to the Clown King. He has worked with him for so long, and he never mentioned the matter of the old generation of humans and the mass-produced models outside the 'wall'.

"If you can only apologize at this time, you might as well say it earlier, at least we can make more preparations."

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