C7 (1/2)

Fatty Wang was just about to have his subordinates grab Lin Mu and throw him into their mouths when he suddenly felt a bit angry. Ye Zichen looked at the dice, then stared at it with his pair of small eyes.

Big! He won!

”Humph, I'll remember you!” The girl clenched her small fists in dissatisfaction. Ye Zichen stomped his feet and walked out of the crowd.

Lin Mu chuckled as he scanned the surroundings and said, ”Everyone, is there anyone who is willing to take part in the bet?”

Everyone immediately jumped away and looked at Lin Mu as if they had seen a ghost. This was too f * cking strange! It was still better to avoid them.

Seeing the crowd disperse, Lin Mu smiled as he rubbed his nose, looking innocent as if he deserved a beating.

”Kid, you have a bright future. Why didn't I think of this move?” Fatty Wang laughed and walked over. He reached out his hand to hold the tree, but when he remembered the tree's bad luck, he hurriedly shrank back.

Lin Mu smiled, but didn't mind. But what did this move mean?

”It's really a good plan to capture someone and then force them to submit.” I should have thought of it! ” Fatty Wang said in a low voice. He was quite satisfied with Lin Mu. As for the idea of feeding Lin Mu to the dogs, it had long since been thrown into the 18 Hells.

Wanted to capture him?

So it was like this. Fatty Wang misunderstood. He thought that he lost nine times consecutively in order to earn all the money in a single go, which was why he was able to make a comeback in the end. Heaven knows, he really couldn't do it in the first place. But Lin Mu did not explain and let Fatty Wang misunderstand.

”My commission!” Lin Mu said.

”You can't be lacking, follow me!” Fatty Wang laughed. He was curious, in this era where everyone used cards, Lin Mu wanted cash instead.

As he followed Fatty Wang, he thought back to what had just happened and still felt a chill down his spine. If there was any accident, he probably wouldn't be counting the money here, but counting the dogs in the pack!

”Unlucky bastard, are you still here?” Lin Mu probed in his heart.

”Master!” The unlucky fellow spoke like a butler.

It really wasn't an illusion, there really was an unlucky person here, it was too miraculous!

”Where did you come from?” This was the question in Lin Mu's heart.

”I have always been on master's body, but I used that thing to take form yesterday.”

”Always on me?” Lin Mu was surprised for a moment, before immediately jumping up, ”What the f * ck, you've always been on my body, so you're saying that all my bad luck for all these years was because of you?!”

”Little brother, what's wrong?” Fatty Wang turned his head and looked at Lin Mu with a strange expression.

”No, nothing …” Lin Mu promptly waved his hand and tried to calm himself down. Damn, so it turns out that the reason he had been unlucky for so many years was all because of this unlucky bastard.

Do it!

Especially for the unlucky bastard, he actually replied indifferently, ”Yes.” He was so sure that he didn't feel ashamed at all. Veins popped out from Lin Mu's forehead and he almost went berserk. When he thought about the past ten years of miserable lives, he had the urge to cry.

He wished that he could stomp on the unlucky bastard a few times to vent his anger!