Put Down Old Wang, Come at Me!
Qing Ming City.
In the shop.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The Original Card was flying and dancing in Lu Ming's hands.
After the color adjustment, the Original Card looked much more pleasing to the eye. Its frame was in gradients of yellow and blue and a pink pig was in the middle of the card.
"This doesn't seem too good?"
The Original Card felt strange.
The look of it…
"Do you want me to draw it for you?"
Lu Ming sneered coldly.
The Original Card shut up.
If it were to let Lu Ming draw, who the hell knew what piece he would come up with.
In the corner.
Xiao-Xiaobai hid further away.
That little pig tattoo… looked terrifying… It was so seasoned…
…
In the afternoon.
Lu Ming and Xiaobai were having a meal.
Suddenly…
A piece of shocking news interrupted.
"News report…