Fifty-four, Brother Xiao, you are older than me and understand the truth
Hu Huan changed cards so fast that even Xiao Jianseng, Li Xinluo and Su Qiang didn't notice it. The fair-skinned, gentle man and the people around him didn't react at all.
Hu Huan was actually very curious as to why this person would come to lie to him. This class was full of people with good backgrounds. Almost everyone had undergone political review, and there were absolutely no idlers.
He was thinking about this even when he was eating. He seemed distracted and even ate two more bowls of rice.
While Hu Huan, Xiao Jianseng, Li Xinluo and Su Qiang were eating, a black car arrived at the Modern Literature Museum. A man who looked like a secretary, holding a mahogany box, got out of the car carefully.
The fair-skinned and polite man came out with a smile and said, "I have to trouble Uncle Luo to make this trip himself."
The secretary-looking man smiled slightly and replied: "The fetish card is of great importance, and the gifts exchanged are also extremely precious. How could I not make this trip?"
"When the other party realizes that you lied to him, he will definitely start a fight. It won't work without equivalent compensation."
The fair-skinned and gentle man glanced at the mahogany box and felt a little reluctant to part with it. But he knew what was inside, and it was not as precious as a fetish card.
He could defraud the God of Things card, but he couldn't cheat and deduct the thing. He could only turn the matter around after the other party noticed it and made equal compensation.
"It's a pity, this thing may be more precious than the fetish card."
The fair-skinned and gentle man took the mahogany box, took out the cards from his pocket, and handed it over.
The man who looked like a secretary glanced at the card with a smile, and the smile froze on his face. He pinched the card in his hand with a livid face and asked: "Xiaoyu, don't joke with Uncle Luo."
The fair-skinned, gentle man saw clearly the playing cards in Secretary Luo's hand. The expression on his face instantly froze, and a chill came from behind, and he shouted: "How could it be the Ace of Spades?"
He hurriedly groped around on his body, and after a few minutes, he finally determined that he had done something wrong.
Secretary Luo was quite calm. Seeing that Zhang Mingyu behaved like this, it was not a lie. He didn't believe that Zhang Mingyu dared to hide the God Card secretly. He hurriedly took the mahogany box back first, hugged it tightly in his arms, and then asked: "Are you sure you want to take it?"
Reached the fetish card?"
Zhang Mingyu nodded firmly and replied: "More than ten people were watching, and I did get the fetish card..."
When he said this, a chill ran down his spine.
"Uncle Luo, it's really not me who swallowed the fetish card! You have to believe me!"
Secretary Luo shook his head, sighed, and said, "I believe it's useless for you. There are more than ten people who can prove that you did take someone else's fetish card."
"Without the fetish card, I can't give this thing to you."
"As for how to solve this problem, I have no idea. I have to tell the leader first and let him make the decision."
Secretary Luo hugged the mahogany box and hurriedly got into the black car. The car started, puffed out a slight puff of exhaust smoke, and left the Modern Literature Museum in an instant.
Zhang Mingyu was completely stunned.
Various thoughts kept popping up in his mind.
The moment he saw the fetish card, he immediately had strange thoughts and called his father after class.
His father told him to do whatever it takes to get this fetish card, and he would help him finish it. So Zhang Mingyu personally came forward and defrauded Hu Huan of the card.
According to his father's plan, Secretary Luo will send a spiritual object as compensation to Ling Xiao, so that this matter can be suppressed.
After all, the value of this spiritual object is slightly higher. No matter where Ling Xiao goes to make trouble, the Zhang family and his son will not lose their courtesy.
But Zhang Mingyu actually lost the Golden Centipede card, which was a big deal.
After all, Zhang Mingyu is the younger generation and a relatively outstanding figure. He quickly reacted and turned around and went straight to the cafeteria.
He rushed to the cafeteria and shouted: "Who took my fetish card? Hand it over immediately?"
The few people who went with him to find Hu Huan just now were frightened by Zhang Mingyu with a ferocious face.
A girl asked timidly: "Isn't that card in your pocket?"
Zhang Mingyu shouted: "He is no longer here, he was replaced by playing cards!"
"There is absolutely no chance that Hu Huan took it by mistake. He handed the golden centipede to me in front of everyone. You all saw it with your own eyes, so it can only be one of you who stole the golden centipede from me."
"If we can't hand over the golden centipede today, no one will be able to leave."
"You all know the value of the Fetish Card. If you lose it, no one will be able to escape it. If you know it, hand it over immediately and I will forgive it. Otherwise, when the demon Ling family comes to find you, none of you will be able to withstand it.
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Zhang Mingyu was going crazy. He was 100% sure that it was these people around him who stole his golden centipede.
Zhang Mingyu made a lot of noise in the cafeteria, which quickly attracted everyone's attention. Even the master chefs in the cafeteria looked at him from a distance, wanting to see the excitement.
When Hu Huan, Xiao Jianseng, Li Xinluo, and Su Qiang came back from dinner, the cafeteria was still filled with excitement, and even the first floor could hear clearly.
Zhang Mingyu blocked the exit of the cafeteria, not letting anyone leave, and had to have someone hand over the non-existent fetish card.
Although Hu Huan heard the noise in the underground cafeteria, he didn't pay much attention to it. He just wanted to go back to the dormitory and lie down comfortably for a while.
Xiao Jianseng wanted to have a good talk with him, but he didn't pay attention to the matter in the underground cafeteria.
Li Xinluo and Su Qiang had no reason to watch the excitement. The two girls went to Su Qiang's room together, not knowing what they were doing.
Xiao Jianseng followed Hu Huan to his room, closed the door first, and then said seriously: "You are still young, there are some things you cannot control!"
Hu Huan was stunned and asked: "Brother Xiao, is there something you want to ask me for?"
"You don't have to retire from the army, so why do you need to use this tone of voice to explain your funeral?"
Xiao Jianseng was furious and shouted: "Don't interrupt, I'm talking about you and Ling Xiao."
Hu Huan asked in surprise: "Sister Ling Xiao is a nice person, do you want to have a relationship with her?"
"You two... don't seem to be a good match!"
"I'm not talking about you, Brother Xiao! You are obviously more suitable with Su Qiang or Li Xinluo."
"Ling Xiao is a returned overseas Chinese, and you are a soldier. Foreign marriages are very troublesome..."
Xiao Jianseng's head was full of black marks. He didn't know why, but this time the chat turned into something like, Hu Huan tried to persuade him to stop thinking about sexual partners and do something serious...
"Brother Xiao, you are older than me and understand the truth. You can't leave your hometown...well, you are not from our province either."
"When you arrive in the capital, you just want to find someone?"