This is the news Wang Dabao got from Fang Zhongtian, and it happened that Zhao Wei was involved, so he knew more. When he heard that Su Mingxuan and Xiao Benzhengye ran away, Wang Dabao's mouth showed a trace of coldness.

I paid a deposit of 50 to 60 million yuan, and even more so.

Mingxuan's family property was all lost, and Wang Dabao felt relieved, but this was obviously not enough. If he hadn't been so successful at the time, he might not have been able to survive now. The dignified Young Master Su had just been defrauded of all his money. How could this happen?

It can be done, but you have to be a little miserable...

When he heard Fang Zhongtian say that the rich people were offering a reward of more than three million yuan to catch these two people, the smile on Wang Dabao's face became even thicker. It seemed that he had offended those rich people and his reputation was ruined!

Wang Dabao, who was in a good mood, went downstairs, greeted some beauties at home, put on new clothes, and went out to eat together! He got a response immediately!

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In the dark and damp basement of a small guest house in Pingyang City, a thin and pitiful man was smoking cigarettes one after another. He had unkempt hair, sunken eye sockets, and no trace of blood on his face.

He was so haggard that even the hand holding the cigarette was dry and sallow!

The floor of the house is in a mess, or there is no place to stand at all. In addition to cigarette butts and ashes on the floor, there are dozens of instant noodles boxes with watery soup, some of which are tilted inside out, and several two-liter boxes.

The big water bottle was drained, and it turned out to be used as a peeing container. In short, it was a mess!

The room was already filled with thick smoke, which was so thick that if it hadn't been for the blurry shadow opposite the man moving slightly, I would not have been able to see anyone on the bed opposite.

This extremely decadent man is Su Mingxuan. The way he looks now, he is definitely ten times and a hundred times more decadent than those decadent artists. Not to mention his long hair, the key thing is that it seems that he has not washed it for ten or eight years.

Normally, the fat on top is probably enough for him to stir-fry two plates of vegetables!

"Cough cough cough!" Su Mingxuan had just finished smoking a cigarette and reached for another cigarette when a violent cough suddenly came from the bed opposite. The sound was hoarse, as if he had been walking in the desert for half a year.

, the whole voice was filled with a dry taste, and more importantly, this man's voice was filled with a feeling of powerlessness, as if he could swallow it in one breath at any time and return to the embrace of hell!

But think about it, it would be strange for a good person to stay alive and kicking in such a damp, cold, and smoke-filled house for several days!

The movement of Su Mingxuan's hand paused for a moment, but only for a moment, and then he continued to hold the cigarette. With a pop, the cheap lighter rang, and then a wisp of flame jumped out. Su Mingxuan took a sip expressionlessly, and then sprayed out a wisp of thick smoke.

cigarette!

A head suddenly appeared from the quilt opposite. His complexion was not much better than Su Mingxuan's, or even worse. His face was dark, and Yintang looked even darker. His cheekbones were extremely prominent. He was originally a skinny person.

Now he is as skinny as a skeleton, and more importantly, his eyes are dull, even the pupils have no focus, and it is impossible to know where he is looking or what he is looking at!

This person was none other than Masano Omoto. However, if we judged it from his voice, we couldn’t tell. The voice was like a broken bellows and the feeling of whirring. After trying hard to take a few breaths, Masano Omoto finally waved with great effort.

He waved his hand and opened his mouth several times before saying: "Su... Su Jun, please stop smoking. If you smoke again, I will be smoked to death by you!"

Su Mingxuan raised his head stiffly, glanced at Xiao Benmasano, and said nothing, but the cigarette in his hand was empty after a few puffs. He threw it away silently and went to take out the cigarette again, only to find that the cigarette case was empty. He was annoyed.

He clenched the cigarette box into a ball and leaned over the small table beside the bed to look for it. However, after searching for a long time, there was not a box, not even a cigarette!

Su Mingxuan was so angry that his whole body trembled. Maybe he was too weak. Su Mingxuan didn't even make any move to hit the bed. He just lay straight on the bed, his eyes rolled up, and most of his white eyes were exposed. Together with his expression, he seemed to be ready at any moment.

With a body that can barely breathe, those who didn't know it would have thought that Su Mingxuan died on the bed.

However, Xiao Benmasano breathed a sigh of relief and quietly opened the window on his side. Suddenly, a cold wind blew in. Xiao Benmasano was shivering all over, and he burrowed under the quilt, but it was not visible to the naked eye.

What is visible is the thick smoke in the room escaping through the windows!

Although this season in Binh Duong City is not the coldest, it is definitely the most uncomfortable season of the year. It is not as dry and cold as the pure Northeast, but it is so cold here that it can be so cold that your buttocks are

I feel, coupled with the humid sea breeze, it is difficult to live in winter, especially in a basement with heating and without, it is even more miserable.

The quilts covering the two of them were originally white sheets and quilts, but now they are all black and scary. Xiao Benmasano is even wrapped in a tattered cotton coat. I don't know if it is his own.

Anyway, it exudes a huge rancid smell, but I don’t care about it anymore. As soon as the relatively fresh air comes in, Xiaomoto Masano is busy.

He took a few big breaths. He had been tortured by Su Mingxuan these days and had become a human being. Just the cigarettes he smoked day and night made him as sick as a terminally ill person. In addition, he was also

I have severe pharyngitis. Once exposed to smoke, I feel as if I am dying. My throat is inflamed, and my whole body will have a low fever for a while, and then a high fever for a while!

"Two old immortals, they smoke so many cigarettes, they can't smoke to death!" A grumpy male voice came in from outside the basement, looking extremely angry, walked to the window, and forcefully

He knocked on the glass and shouted inside.

Su Mingxuan sat up in an instant, then stepped on the filthy ground without putting on his shoes, took out a stack of money from the quilt, staggered over and ran over, saying to the man with an unkind expression: "Brother,

I’ll give you this money to buy me some cigarettes!”

When he opened his mouth, his voice was no better than Masano Komoto's, or even worse than Masano Komoto's. Su Mingxuan's voice was hoarse, as if it didn't come from his throat, but as if it came from his stomach.

Generally speaking, if you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear clearly at all, and it will feel vague.

The man glanced at the pile of five or six thousand, but did not accept it. Instead, he curled his lips and cursed angrily: "Damn it, you only have so little money and you still want me to help? Are you crazy because you are poor? I don't know.

Has the price of gas gone up again now?”

Su Mingxuan rolled his eyes. He really didn't know what the increase in gas prices had to do with cigarette money, but it had always been like this these days, so after hearing this man's words, Su Mingxuan squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and revealed a mouthful of stinky breath.

The big yellow teeth were so angry that he said hoarsely: "Brother, wait a minute, I'm going to get the money right now!"

As Su Mingxuan said this, he turned around to get the money. Xiao Benzhengye couldn't stop him and said, "Brother, bring me some noodles. I'm really hungry!"

"A bowl of noodles costs RMB 1,000, so that's the same price!" The man glanced sideways and stretched out a finger, just like a vendor selling fake cigarettes in front of a train or bus station.

"Yeah, a thousand is a thousand, Mingxuan, give me the money!" Xiao Benmasano nodded as if he was resigned to his fate, not caring that a box of instant noodles costing four or five yuan was raised by this person to a thousand and one boxes.

How much money have you been defrauded?

Su Mingxuan was also hungry, so hungry that his chest pressed against his back, so after hearing the man's agreement, he quickly took out a pile of money from his backpack, which seemed to be more than 10,000, but less than 20,000, and handed it to the man, mouthing

Said: "Brother, I'll give you ten boxes of instant noodles, a bucket of hot water, and the rest to buy cigarettes. I'm sorry to bother you!"

The man took the money, counted it with an unhappy look on his face, and then snorted: "Damn, you poor guy, he only has less than 25,000 yuan, you both deserve to starve to death!" After that, he turned towards me.

Walk upstairs.

If an outsider hears this, he will definitely be frightened. Twenty-five thousand dollars buys ten boxes of instant noodles, a bucket of hot water, and a few cartons of cigarettes. When did the prices rise to this level?

However, the two people in the basement had no choice but to accept their fate. Seeing the man leave, Su Mingxuan sat back on his bed and rolled his eyes blankly!

"Su... Su Jun, I beg you, stop smoking!" Xiao Benmasano's crying voice sounded, "You have smoked enough these days, do you want to die?"

"It's okay!" Even though Su Mingxuan was extremely angry, he did not get angry with Xiao Benzheng. The two of them were now brothers and sisters, so there was no reason to get angry.

"But I have something to do!" Xiao Benmasano was so excited that his whole body couldn't help shaking. He didn't know whether it was because he was cold or because he felt really uncomfortable.

Su Mingxuan's cheeks bulged, but he didn't say anything and lay down.

"Su Jun, don't be so decadent!" Xiao Benmasano said bitterly. Although he was trying to persuade Su Mingxuan, he couldn't believe this scene.

"I'm not a decadent person. How can I not be a decadent person? Now there are at least 10,000 people in Pingyang City looking for us. They want to chop us into pieces and feed them to dogs. You want me not to be a decadent person?" Su Mingxuan immediately became excited and said:

But no matter how excited he is, he still looks half-dead.

He and Xiaomoto Masano have been hiding here for four or five days. At first, they could think of a way, but then they became completely desperate. Su Mingxuan didn't know what was going on and got addicted to cigarettes. It became worse and worse, and he was a complete social scum and decadence.

The image made Xiao Benmasano miserable, but this hotel was still

It's a shady shop. They've cheated the two of them for more than 100,000 yuan in the past few days, but they still dare not go out. Those who are chasing them are not joking. The cotton clothes on Xiao Benmasano's body are still there.
Chapter completed!