Short'nin' Bread

When a person is poor, everything the person does is wrong, even breathing. DING, congratulations host! You will get a fixed amount of money every time you breathe. DING, you just ate a really delicious lobster and hence, here is a card that allows you to eat spicy food. DING, you had quality sleep today and hence, you have 20% more energy buff that lasts throughout today. In a tycoon system, everything in life brings surprises. Coach, I want to learn racing!

I'm A Baller

When the hand-to-hand combat truly began, Hei Hu became very calm.

With his right hand protecting his head and his left fist lightly thrusting, his footwork changed nimbly, bringing with it a fierce aura as he approached Wang Yan.

With Wang Yan's shallow understanding of combat, he was unable to understand his strategic intentions and fighting style.

Suddenly, Hei Hu jumped slightly and went forward to deliver another half-fake jab.

He took another staggered cross step and circled to the left side of Wang Yan's body to deliver another punch.

Young Master Wang stared at Brother Hu, feeling a pain in his ass.

A fake jump. He was still 20 centimeters away. Was he fighting with air?

The moment Wang Yan opened his mouth, Hei Hu's gaze changed. With a whoosh, he gave a low whip kick and ferociously lashed out at the side of Wang Yan's calf.

Miserable