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Chapter 17: If you can't beat it, join the 4D monthly ticket)(2/2)

Mrs. Anman looked sideways at Xu Tong. This sentence can be interpreted as having two meanings.

It can provide them with a lot of help, but it can also cause them endless trouble.

Xu Tong stood up, dusted himself off, took out a gold pound and put it on the table.

This was borrowed from Mr. Morgan, a gold pound, worth about fifteen pounds in banknotes. It is said that even a top tailor like Mrs. Amman does not need so much money.

Of course, this money is just a drop in the bucket for Mr. Morgan... No, maybe not even a drop in the bucket.

But Xu Tong said instead: "This is my deposit. I will make two sets of casual clothes according to my size. There is no need to measure the size."

Anman looked at the gold pound that Xu Tong threw carelessly on the table and curled his lips: "I know, the clothes will be delivered to your home in two days."

Then he said: "As for your conditions, I can go back and ask the captain. This is not a difficult matter. We will inform you then."

As she spoke, her body gradually returned to Mrs. Anman's original appearance, and then she patted the wall behind her. Suddenly, the space in front of her eyes began to distort, shrinking and fading like a tide.

When this twisted space slid past Xu Tong, the light in front of his eyes brightened, and the air became cooler. When he looked again, he was still standing in front of Mrs. Anman's shop.

The shops that had been destroyed by the two men have actually returned to their original appearance.

It seems that the barrier just created was already unnoticed from the moment he walked in the door and entered the recreated space.

Before the barrier completely disappeared, Mrs. Anman stretched out her arm and took out the gold pound Xu Tong dropped on the table.

The heavy weight is indeed the most valuable currency. This one gold pound is enough to cover the income of her shop for half a month.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Anman couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Huh, you're a soft rice man."

Although the voice was low, Xu Tong, who was standing in front of the door, listened very carefully. He looked back at Mrs. Anman, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Actually, I am an... actor."

After saying that, Xu Tong opened the door and walked out. Watching Xu Tong leave, Mrs. Anman cursed secretly: "It seems that no one is the same, but why are you the son-in-law who came here? I will treat it as disgusting."

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