Liu Xing was hit by the luck system, and his luck points were full at the beginning. The old fortune teller on the street turned out to be his long-lost grandfather.
"Full of luck"
"Yes, yes, the young master likes to keep a low profile."
"Well, steward, I really don't keep a low profile. Did you understand me wrong?"
"The special prize of this city's welfare lottery actually won 500 bets. Sir, I'm sorry, the prize pool is not enough to compensate."
"Young man, you can't open any doorways with this stone."
"Oh my God, why did you just throw the glass on the ground?"
Reporter: "Handsome guy, what do you want to express after you won the 500-bet special prize?"
Liu Xing looked angry and threw the imperial green glass in his hand: "Fuck! My remaining two hundred bets are all in vain. What else do you want to express?"
Reporter: You...----
Audience: You...----
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This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
