Dou Le Must Be Brushed

Not long after falling asleep, Shang Xinren woke up when he heard the iron door open. Liu Si didn't say anything and just left. Shang Xinren originally wanted to continue sleeping, but saw a man covered in dirt being pulled in. Shang Xinren opened his eyes and saw, isn't this Brother Sharp? ? ? I looked at the Dou Le value: 98. Shang Xinren thought, maybe he could save some money from this sharp guy and get enough for the 100 lottery draw. The guarding policeman whispered a few words to Brother Sharp, then closed the door and left. Shang Xinren leaned over and smiled: "Oh, isn't this Brother Sharp?" "Go away, I don't talk to virgins." After Brother Sharp finished speaking, he fell asleep. It breaks my heart, old man. "The fighting music value from Brother Sharp is -998! Okay, the Dou Le value is -900, now you can sleep peacefully. This is the story of me, Shang Xinren. You can lose in fights, but you must win in battles. Don't tell me anything about the winner, I have a dream: help me up... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.