The sun sets, and the heartbroken person is at the end of the world.

Wang Mo looked at the shadow of the street lamp pole tilting bit by bit under the setting sun, and felt inexplicably sad.

Lu Jiaojiao's words always circled in Wang St's mind.

Shakespeare had actually heard of it, but he had only heard of it.

Who is Nietzsche?

Wang St was upset and irritable. Wang St has always been unsure why his mother asked him to drop out of school after graduating from elementary school? What Wang St even more did not understand is why his mother gave him the name "Wang St".

In Wang St, his grades in elementary school were very good, even in the whole school, he was at the top. There was no reason why there was a word stupid in his name!

"Wang St, please help me get a pen, this pen is gone." The lobby manager was burying his head and writing something.

"oh……"

Wang Fan walked out of the hall of Greek mythology and took a ballpoint pen from the newsstand at the door, and the account was naturally recorded on the lobby manager.

"How is it today?" Wang Mo didn't need to look at it, just knowing that the lobby manager was registering the underground lottery list.

The lobby manager usually takes part-time jobs to the dealer and gets some commissions. Wang Mo knows nothing about buying horses, but occasionally he buys three or five dollars to try his luck. However, Wang Mo is extremely lucky and has never won.

"It's not bad, do you want to buy a few dollars to try your luck?" The lobby manager did not raise his head, and kept making phone calls and keeping accounts.

"Forget it...I think about it..."

Wang Mo suddenly felt a surge of passion. He remembered that he had traveled 60 days, and every day now, he was repeating his former life.

If you can buy a Double Color Ball, won’t you get rich immediately?

Unfortunately, I never pay attention to Fu Shuangse Ball, and even I am indifferent to the underground Mark Six lottery that happens around me every day.

It is obviously impossible to bet on the Double Color Ball, but you can recall this underground Mark Six lottery.

Wang Fan began to rack his brains to recall, trying to find clues in his mind.

Wang Fan has no specific concept of time, but he can use several major events to lock in what happened today before the time travel.

I broke up with my girlfriend yesterday, and I will have a midnight snack fight with Wen Jing Shi Xiaobao and the others tonight.

Wang Fan had a deep memory of what happened tonight, because the three of them were beaten to a bruised face by a group of black-eating thieves. Because of this, he was not enthusiastic about the late-night snack tonight.

Wang Mo repeatedly sorted out the numbers of underground Mark Six lottery during this period.

"23!" Wang Fan slapped his thighs violently.

"What are you doing?" the lobby manager raised his head and asked.

"I want to fight 23 alone!" Wang Stick looked excited. He remembered the special code issued today, because Liu Bo from the newsstand bet 10 yuan and won the special code. At that time, the old man grabbed Wang Stick and nagged for a long time. He had been regretting that he had made too little money, which impressed him very deeply.

"Haha, how many?"

"How much did the old man from the phone booth get off?" Wang Fan still needs to confirm.

"Ten yuan."

"Yeah, then I'll pay 2,000 yuan... No... I'll pay the money on myself." Wang Stupid turned out the money in his pocket.

"So much?" The lobby manager was stunned. He couldn't understand Wang St. He had never been more than five yuan in betting.

"Hehe, I have some gossip. The special code for this issue is 23. Manager Chen, brothers, don't blame me for not telling you. You can also download it. It's better to add hundreds of thousands of dollars and you will get rich in an instant." Wang St chuckled.

"Haha." The lobby manager smiled and did not take it seriously. In this world, there are no 10,000 people like Wang Mo who claim to have gimmicks, and there are eight thousand people. If everyone had gimmicks, one spread to ten thousand and one hundred, the dealer would have been unable to continue playing. Wang Mo looked confident and most of the time he believed in fraudulent calls, so he naturally was too lazy to care about these messy matters.

The lottery time is around nine o'clock. Wang Mo was fantasizing about how to control the huge bonus during the next time he went to work.

At the odds of 40 times, 2,300 yuan is 92,000 yuan, which is definitely a huge fortune for Wang Fan.

Wang Mo has never seen tens of thousands of dollars in his life. His biggest savings is that he saved more than two thousand before buying a mobile phone. Most of the time, Wang Mo is a moonlight clan. If it weren't for the old Taoist priest who was willing to accept the loss and accompanied him 2,000 yuan, he wouldn't have been so much cash bet.

Thinking that the 92,000 ocean was about to fall into his pocket, Wang Mo regretted it again. If he had thought about it earlier, he should have raised more money. Unfortunately, the order time is about to end, otherwise, he would notify Wenjing and Shi Xiaobao to buy some together.

The lottery will be drawn around nine o'clock!

Waiting is a torment.

Finally, in the midst of torture, Wang Mo was at the time of lottery draw.

Special code 23.

The one who told Wang Fan that he won the prize was not the lobby manager, but the loud old man, Liu Bo, at the newsstand at the door, was the big radio broadcast on the entire street. He was the first to know about any slight disturbances on this street.

After the lobby manager collected the order, he disappeared. However, Wang Mo was not worried that the lobby manager would run the order. After all, he was the lobby manager here, and his reputation has always been very good.

In the midst of ecstasy, Wang St waited until after get off work again.

It was already early in the morning when I got off work.

Wenjing and Shi Xiaobao were waiting outside the door early. After the three of them met, they walked to the "Brothers Barbecue" not far away for midnight snack.

"Brothers, I want to announce a good news. I won the special code and have a bonus of more than 90,000 yuan. Today's meal is mine." Wang St had just sat down and immediately announced the good news with a gaze.

"Ah...haha... Brother Stupid actually makes money, congratulations!" Shi Xiaobao immediately congratulated, but his face was filled with contempt, which seemed to mock Wang Stupid for not seeing the world.

"More than 90,000... Well, it's enough to buy two sets of clothes that look like a man." Wen Jing looked even more calm.

"A clothes that look like a dog?" Shi Xiaobao pulled Wenjing's snow-white shirt with a sarcastic look on his face, "How much does this torn shirt cost?"

"This shirt is not expensive, it is only more than 8,000." Wen Jing patted Shi Xiaobao's hand and said, "Don't touch it, if it gets dirty, you can't afford to pay."

"Damn, you kill a pig! You can buy a shirt like train leather for more than 8,000." Shi Xiaobao said sarcastically.

"The ignorant is fearless." Wenjing seemed to not want to get entangled in her clothes, so she asked: "Wang stupid, is the dealer reliable?"

“Reliable and reliable.”

"It's good to be reliable." Wenjing didn't like to talk much. After asking, she stopped talking and carefully wiped the greasy table with a tissue.

"Brother Stupid, where is your phone?" Shi Xiaobao asked Wang Stupid.

"Smashed."

"Oh, that's a pity, my phone was snatched away..."

"Forget it." Wang Stupid Shi Xiaobao immediately stopped him. He knew the development of the script. Next, Shi Xiaobao began to talk about the mobile phone with great grudges. Then, he and Wen Jing were indignant. After three rounds of drinking, they had to negotiate with a group of thieves who were thieves to find the place. The final outcome was that the three were beaten to a blue face by a group of thieves, and both sides were injured.

Unfortunately, Wang Mo's stopping did not change the development of the script.

"Brother Stupid, I'm being eaten by someone." Shi Xiaobao looked angry and bit a bottle of beer, turned to his mouth, and poured a whole bottle of wine into his stomach. His small eyes turned blood red, like an angry carnivore.

Wang St and Wen Jing looked at each other, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of their mouths. Both of them knew that Shi Xiaobao could not drink, and once he drank, he would lose control of his emotions.

"Who?" Wenjing asked.

"Yan Gou should kill the bastard Qiandao. He was incompetent in killing the skin (a thief's professional term, Yijia wallet) and he was robbed of the situation. He snatched my spring bag (a professional term, Yijia wallet) last time, and this time he snatched me a lot of hard work to get an Apple 5S, which was snatched away by him." Shi Xiaobao looked murderous.

"Forget it, with your skill of killing the skin, not to mention an Apple phone, even ten or eight are not a problem." Wang Stupid is now thinking about not allowing history to repeat itself.

"Hehe, of course, as long as I, Brother Bao, I can get a few iPhones at will... Brother stupid, wait, I will just take a walk here and I can get a mobile phone for you..." Shi Xiaobao's brain was burned by alcohol and stood up staggeringly.

"No, no, no, no." Wang Stage quickly stood up and pressed Shi Xiaobao on the chair.

"If you can't breathe, I, Shi Xiaobao, have no shame to see anyone... Woo... Woo..." Shi Xiaobao poured a bottle of beer again, and suddenly burst into tears without warning. A big man cried, which immediately caused diners around him to look at him.

"Where is the rock rolling?" Wenjing stood up.

"Good brother!" Shi Xiaobao grabbed Wen Jing's arm and pounded Wen Jing's thin chest twice, but his eyes fell on Wang Mo.

"If you are beaten, you will be beaten. Anyway, both sides will be hurt, and it is not embarrassing."

Seeing the tragedy happening again, Wang Mo looked depressed.

No one knows Wenjing's personality better than Wang Mo. Since Wenjing wants to stand up for Shi Xiaobao, it means that no one can convince him.

Wenjing looks Wenwenjing, but her personality is extremely persistent. No one can change the things that are decided.

Once, a gangster boss used a razor to put Wen Jing on his neck and asked him to do hair for his girlfriend. As a result, Wen Jing refused to say a word and didn't take it to heart, which made the gangster boss look dirty.

Moreover, Wen Jing was extremely agile and decisive. It was precisely because of him that in the last battle, when the opponent's number was overwhelming, it was still a draw with both sides.

"You are a man who is tying a horse, and you are majestic and majestic, and the speeding horse is like a storm..."

The three of them drank a few more bottles of wine to boost their courage, and then ate them voraciously. After sweeping away all the beef skewers and chicken wings, they swayed, hugged their shoulders, sang loudly, and walked towards the "high mountain street".

There are two miles from Brother BBQ to Gaoshan Street, but the three of them didn't fight, so they took a shortcut.

Along the way, Wang Stupid was thinking about how to prevent the tragedy from happening again.

Since I can prevent two car accidents from happening and also win special numbers, I can change the ending of this time.

What made Wang Fan depressed was that as long as he went to seek revenge, he would inevitably be beaten, because the other party had many people and more than four times the number was theirs.
Chapter completed!