A fire lit up the east coast of America and this unknown island city.
It's really hard to imagine how a city whose main population is the elderly could overnight have a crime rate that surpassed New York and Gotham.
This is indeed worth thinking about deeply.
Keeping our feet on the ground, without investigation, we have no right to speak. Let us focus on this... Uh... Gcuekabzn: xjbx'c city!
Hey, can the natives of this city accurately type the second time?
Can you locals tell where you are from when you go out?
Oh, you garbled city dwellers don't go out...
What? ! Why don't you leave the city? ! The world is so big, don't any of you want to go out and see it?
Oh well, the only real active person in the city is a football team...
What? ! What are these other things walking around? Is it a ghost? They didn't mention this danger when they arranged the interview for me!
This requires extra money, this requires extra money!
Oh oh oh, these are all empty-headed NPCs.
? ! Can this be said?
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Along with the soaring crime rate and the rising flames, there are also losses to the city, which are no less than the cost of battle damage for a Superman appearance.
The main job is to become the world's richest store manager by opening a convenience store, and the side job is a renter who owns half of the city's land. Looking at her personal assets that have shrunk in an instant, she shed sad tears on the Maserati.
But the store manager could only wipe his tears. Even if his assets were greatly reduced, life would still have to go on, and he still had to report damages and organize a concert. It was miserable.
Looking at the endless one-way traffic jam, the store manager sighed deeply, turned around and planned to take a non-straight line that required a detour but was not blocked at all.
At the moment when I turned around, the straight avenue behind me turned into an extremely complicated viaduct. This huge and complex viaduct was saying to the store manager: "Want to drive back quickly? I'm dreaming."
The store manager... The store manager was going to be crushed inside this Maserati. She took off her cool sunglasses, took a few deep breaths, got out of the car and squatted on the curb, lit a lonely cigarette, and respected this fucked up life.
A great sage once said that the road is made by people. The store manager put the Maserati into his pocket with his bare hands, turned it into a mountain bike, and passed it straight under the highway bridge (not recommended for learning).
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This operation shocked Hei Qiqi, who came to look for his teammates, and Hei Qiqi silently began to investigate this strange city.
Some time later, a certain Jin Cancan also tweeted that Baocai found a ghost.
Purpose: Laugh at life
