"What else do you know except krypton gold?"

This is a question raised by my ex-girlfriend on the day she broke up with him.

This was simply a soul-searching question, and Ye Huang was speechless at the time.

"She is right. I can't do anything except krypton gold. When I arrived in such a ghost place, I immediately became a useless person." Ye Huang, who is now self-reflective, looked self-deprecating: "At the age of twenty-four, even red underwear can't save me. If I can't krypton gold, my buddy can't show it at all."

Suddenly, a erratic voice took over the conversation: "This is your fault. Is it not enough to have money to show off?"

Ye Huang was startled, and cold sweat broke out, and subconsciously shouted: "Who?"

The erratic voice did not answer, and started to speak for itself:

"The wealth can help the gods!"

"Money can make the devil push the mill!"

"Don't ask about the strategy, if you can't beat it, just recharge your money!"

"The problem that cannot be solved without krypton gold. If so, it means that your krypton gold is not strong enough!"

Ye Huang's face was pale, and he felt that the sound echoed in his mind, and the lingering sound continued to dissipate for a long time.

He felt awkward as if an evil ghost was possessed, and he took the initiative to shout angrily: "Who are you? I have the kind of stand up and fight alone!"
Chapter completed!