He was crazy all the way and finally arrived at the place, so Zhou Zilong couldn't help asking.

After looking at him, Shi Dali turned on the light and looked into the store through the anti-theft glass.

That's right, there's really nothing left, there are tables, chairs, and benches.

Having no time to talk to Zhou Zilong, Shi Dali continued to study from the side how to find the original owner of this cake shop.

Although time has passed, if you can't get that pot, bad luck will continue.

However, in the end, I thought about almost all the solutions I could think of, and Teacher Shi completely accepted this fact.

This task has been temporarily ruined, and the bad luck is coming soon.

"Brother Dali, what's wrong? Tell me."

Zhou Zilong continued to ask questions, but he really couldn't understand it.

"Get on the bus first."

After looking around, he found that many people were watching. Shi Dali said immediately.

So the two of them walked towards the car one after another.

As a result, I just took two steps...bang!

God knows why a trident fell out of thin air and rubbed Shi Dali's forehead and pinned it on the ground.

At that moment, the audience was quiet, especially Teacher Shi, who could feel the feeling of cold sweat seeping out from his whole body.

"What's the situation!"

Zhou Zilong was also stunned. It was really amazing these days. It would be fine if a flower pot fell from the sky, but the trident fell off.

God, this is a real trident. If you just deviate a little, Shi Dali will be finished.

"Get on the bus first."

He swallowed his saliva and knew that bad luck had come, so Teacher Shi couldn't help but tremble.

There is no way, if you have a powerful murder, you can find a way, but how can you prevent something like bad luck?

Especially after learning arithmetic on a fishing boat, Shi Dali became more and more aware of the extraordinary meaning of the word "numerology". Perhaps there are people who are arithmetic against the will of heaven that can change their numerology, but now he... is still too far away.

So, first find a way to avoid crowded places, otherwise no one knows when bad luck will come.

However, the two of them had just gotten into the car, and Zhou Zilong couldn't help but curse after starting up.

"Damn it, the tires are broken, why are you so unlucky!"

Of course this kid doesn't know what's going on, so this sentence is completely subconsciously coming out of his mouth.

Shi Dali was quite nervous sitting next to him, especially when he thought about tomorrow's gambling competition, his face was completely drooping.

He clenched his fists suddenly, and then he grabbed Zhou Zilong who was planning to get out of the car to check the situation.

"Brother, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?"

“Can I still get a refund for the bet I just placed?”

After saying three sentences, the car was silent.

Especially Zhou Zilong, it seemed to be fixed.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, Zhou Zilong almost cried.

His mind was hot before, and he knew how much money he invested in. Now Shi Dali suddenly came to this, and he was really nervous.

"I think I may not win."

Very honest, Shi Dali said.

The next moment, Zhou Zilong fainted.

This is a real coma. If Shi Dali hadn't pinched Ren Zhong, he would probably have not woken up all night.

After waking up, Zhou Zilong burst into tears.
Chapter completed!