Demon Change the Earth

Chapter Twenty-One: The Card Table of Four Hundred and One

Besides women, these people don't have anything else on their minds?

Ma Liang was helpless.

A fraternity dormitory makes everyone feel like they have been beaten to death. From the beginning to now, they are still talking after the lights are turned off, and they are so excited for unknown reasons.

Then I thought about it again.

What should I be like in 2003?

as if... similar to...

Well, not much better.

Ma Liang used to be introverted, that's why he got closer to Bai Xiaoshu.

At that time, the boss of the dormitory was Wang Fei, followed by Zhu Ming. The two of them were as good as one person. Without the toilet paper incident this morning, they were the best bad friends, and they were also good friends.

Ma Liang is like the current Bai Xiaoshu, following behind the two bosses, eating and drinking, because he is not bad, he has had a few times of luck, but it was his initiative, he just responded passively.

What about him now?

Not to mention the man of the hour, he is also well-known, because of several performances in military training, and the Ma Youming incident, many people know him, even among freshman girls.

People around him know that he is quiet, but not introverted, that he likes to be alone, but not withdrawn, that he is stable and gentle, but not boring and cowardly.

That's what relationships are sometimes like.

This kind of Ma Liang made people subconsciously respect him, befriend him, and not make fun of him easily, feeling that he couldn't figure out his depth.

It was 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and the animals were finally tired.

Many programs such as watching movies, ice skating, karaoke, etc. were shot down.

Wang Fei was on the bed, leaning sideways to conclude, and said: "... Let's do it this way. Let's have a meal first to get familiar with everyone and try to make a good impression. Organize another off-campus activity and try to go camping. Is there any objection?"

Song Shibo said: "Then what about the funding...to join in?"

Wang Fei: "Just 200 per person, and 1200 should be enough if you add it up. If it's inconvenient for you, I'll pay for it!"

Song Shibo said: "No, no, it's different this time, it will allow you to pay, and I will pay 200."

Wang Fei: "Where's Lao Zhu?"

This is a sign of reconciliation.

It took Zhu Ming a while to say: "...I'm fine!"

"That's good, old horse don't need to talk nonsense, what are Xiaobai and old Zhao talking about, isn't it convenient?"

Ma Liang wanted to say that he was inconvenient, and the total cost of his whole body was less than 200 yuan, but even Bai Xiaoshu hesitated to agree, so what else could he say.

money!

Oh shit!

It's been a long time since I've bothered about money.

…………

Finally calmed down, Ma Liang's drowsiness was gone long ago, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, his nose was blocked, and he breathed through his mouth, his mouth was always dry and wanted to drink water.

After lying down for a while, I took out the cigarette case from under the pillow and got out of bed with a water glass.

"Where are you going? Can't sleep?"

Wang Fei asked from the upper bunk.

Ma Liang made a perfunctory sound, put on his slippers, and went out.

The lights in the aisle were on, but it was very dim, and the silence was very eerie.

It's almost National Day, and the temperature is starting to drop. Wearing a tank top and shorts, I feel chilly.

At the end of the aisle is the toilet and water room. It seems that some faucets are not closed properly. The sound of ticking echoes in the corridor, like a scene in a horror movie, very penetrating.

Animism!

Perhaps the hidden and most important characteristic of spirituality in human beings is the soul.

Science does not have the soil for the soul to exist, but Ma Liang's new system does. If he is exposed to such a scene in the future, will he still be so sure that there must be no ghosts floating around?

cannot!

Ma Liang was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette, his face in the smoke was also erratic.

With a "squeak", the diagonally opposite door opened, and a half body popped out of it.

It's the rich second generation from 401.

This person's family is really a mine owner, and his father is a coal boss, the kind who is very rich, and he doesn't know what he thinks, so he comes to this crappy school to study.

He is a student of international trade, and his name is Qian Yong. He has been in contact with him a few times since then, and he is already familiar with him.

"Old horse, come here!"

Ma Liang pinched his cigarette and walked over.

Entering 401 is like entering a gambling den.

There are four people sitting on a mahjong machine, and four people are sitting around a card table. Counting Qian Yong, the room is crowded with nine people.

They moved the beds together and placed them against the wall. It was a mess, full of clothes, boxes, electrical appliances, etc. It was estimated that no one had slept on it for a long time.

Smoky, debris and rubbish everywhere.

Seeing him coming in, a few people who knew him greeted him, and those who didn't know him just glanced at him.

"You're lucky. Last time you didn't make much of it, you made a top-quality helmet. This time it's you. Come on, I've prepared all the materials."

Ma Liang was pulled to sit down by Qian Yong, and on the screen, the enhanced interface of the Zhengtu game had been opened.

Throwing a strengthening talisman on it casually, it actually worked!

"Why don't you go out and rent a house to live in? How inconvenient is it now?" Ma Liang asked.

Qian Yong said: "I will move on Saturday, the house has been rented and is being renovated."

Fuck, renting a house requires renovation! ?

It is said that the rich second generation must be arrogant and domineering, but it is not.

This Qian Yong has no edges and corners, he is very good at dancing, and has an excellent relationship with people.

Ma Liang could sense his intention to befriend him, and wondered if he should start from him to improve his situation?

After thinking about it, forget it.

Now most of his attention is on the following games.

Students in private schools generally have money, and these people may be the best among them. With a little manipulation, it should be possible.

"Old horse, take it easy, take it easy!!"

Success, failure, success, failure... "Crack", the weapon is broken, put the spare one on it, and the reinforcement materials don't need money to be thrown on it!

Or to say that RMB players are savages, and a load of top-quality materials has made Ma Liang addicted to his hands.

"Tch, do you still care about this?" said a fat man with small eyes who was playing cards.

Qian Yong stared at the screen nervously, and said, "What do you know, materials are difficult to collect, I have been saving this for several days!"

"Find a studio, take the trouble."

"You don't understand, how boring is that?"

"Depend on……"

"I said, are you playing or not? Open the cards!"

"The opening card is 50, boring 2 is 5, boring 4 is 10, don't you know?"

"That's also open, I don't believe it, I will lose the card I have revealed, a pair of twos, open!"

"...haha, sorry, 456, Shunzi!"

"Damn it, it's evil!"

"This is luck, do you know luck?"

When it comes to luck, Ma Liang has luck too.

After more than a dozen successes in a row, it seems to be full of stars.

Qian Yong quickly stopped Ma Liang and said, "Stop, wait a minute, I will take the last star myself!"

Ma Liang doesn't care, just let him operate.

Rubbing his hands together nervously, Qian Yong clicked the mouse.

"Pfft!" Ma Liang patted him on the shoulder, suppressed a smile and said, "Obviously he is a non-chief, but he still feels that he is the Emperor of Europe, so my condolences will change!"

Qian Yong froze.

"Leave a door for me to go to the bathroom." Ma Liang said.

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