Shang Wei: Wandering into the Villain Organization by Mistake, He Became More and More Complicated the More He Got Involved

My name is Chen Xiangan. I have a brother named Christmas Eve. His biggest hobby is to make me do stupid things. For example, that night, after watching the special feature film, he suddenly said: "How about using our cloaks to identify the owner by dripping blood?" I said, are you stupid? He said he wouldn't die if he tried. Then we were floating on the ceiling. Yes, Gone. My feet were off the ground, my head hit the lamp, and on Christmas Eve I even somersaulted and hit the wardrobe, covering my head and laughing. At that moment, I thought I was the chosen one and was about to start the Long Aotian script. Then a man in a suit came to the door and handed him two playing cards. I took a look - 3. Brother, the two of us have awakened "King" and "One". Top-level cloaks, you give me a 3? Landlords are too small. He said that the rules of the Ascension Association are like this, 2 is the miscellaneous soldier, and 3 is the one who stands straighter among the miscellaneous soldiers. Climb up? The two of us struggled for a month, were beaten countless times, and even accidentally robbed a tomb. Later, a madman in red clothes appeared in the abandoned courtyard and said to me: "I bet you will die here within three months." After that, he gave me two 7s and left. It's like burning paper for the dead. So the current situation is: there is a madman betting on us to death, there is a vice president who looks at us like financial products, and the whereabouts of our biological parents are unknown - what were we hiding from when we were thrown at someone else's door? And my strategy for Christmas Eve is: live first, then pretend. No Harem, No Long Aotian, Adventure, Gemini. He's almost dying, but he's not dead yet. That madman, you wait.