Super Money Collecting System

He also wanted to take this opportunity to see how many people in Qing Gang were truly loyal to him.    

After all, they had absorbed many people from the Ueno gang back then.    

He fell into a deep sleep just like that.    

Suddenly, Zhou Hui heard someone calling him, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar figure.    

It was just that it was not compatible with his current environment.    

The beautiful woman in front of him was wearing a casual suit. Her collar was open so low that a large amount of white skin could be seen on her chest. She had her hair tied behind her head.    

With an evil smile on his lips, he walked towards Zhou Hui.    

"Zhou Hui, what are you doing here? "I've been waiting for you in China for a long time, but you never came back."    

Hearing that, Zhou Hui was startled, he then looked at him guiltily, and carefully said: "Gu Qing, why are you here?"    

"What? If you can come here, then I can't?" The expression on Gu Qing's face suddenly froze, and the look in his eyes became colder and colder. Suddenly, his face changed, and changed into a familiar face for Zhou Hui.    

Zhou Hui was surprised, he immediately stood up and caressed the woman's face.    

It was warm, but what had happened just now?    

He saw that the woman in front of him was wearing a very serious and solemn black dress, giving him a very dignified appearance.    

He did not put on any makeup. His lips were very pale, and his eyes were red. They were swollen like two peaches. It was unknown just how long he had been crying for.    

When he saw Zhou Hui, he was extremely excited.    

"Zhou Hui, did you come back?"    

Zhou Hui said with trembling lips, "Luo Bing, is that you?"    

The person in front of him looked at Zhou Hui, his gaze suddenly becoming gentle, just as he was about to smile, his face suddenly changed again.    

When Zhou Hui saw the person in front of him, not only did the outline of his face soften, even his height had become shorter. With a face full of mischievous, he looked at himself and gave a silly smile, "Master, I haven't seen you in a long time, do you not want Xiao Quan?"    

Zhou Hui suddenly felt his mind was in a mess, what was going on, what was going on!    

Why did Gu Qing, from Zhou Luobing to Zhou Luobing, all of them flashed in front of him, and then suddenly disappeared.    

Zhou Hui was very worried, but he suddenly thought of Liu Bing, Liu Qiang, Song Qian, and the people who helped him silently one after another.    

He instantly felt an intense pain in his head, and he abruptly sat up.    

Zhou Hui held onto his chest and gasped for air, after looking carefully, he found a dark and shabby little house.    

Sweat was dripping down his forehead.    

Zhou Hui sighed, so it seemed like what happened just now was just a dream.    

But now, he felt worried, and did not know how Zhou Luobing was doing.    

He wondered what would happen to the Qing Gang after he left.    

After all, this time he did not simply leave, but "left" under the eyes of the Qing Gang.    

He believed that the members of Qing Gang would definitely think that he had lost his life.    

After all, at that time that boat had directly smashed onto Zhou Hui's head, capturing him within it.    

Zhou Hui didn't even remember how he came out of there. Luckily, he was lucky enough to be lucky enough to be saved by Zhou Peng.    

Not knowing what time it was, Zhou Hui's stomach started growling once again.    

He felt pain on his forehead. How long had he slept for?    

Zhou Hui stood up and wanted to go out to take a walk, but just as he steadied his body, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.    

Just then, Zhou Peng walked in.    

"Ah Bing, why don't you take a good rest? You're very weak right now."    

A look of apology flashed across Zhou Hui's face.    

"Peng Ge, I know, I'm just hungry, I want to go out and find something to eat."    

Hearing Zhou Hui's words, Zhou Peng immediately walked out.    

When he returned, he was holding a pot of freshly stewed fish in his hands.    

When Zhou Hui saw the milky white soup inside, he was extremely impatient, and his stomach started to feel even hungrier.    

He also used the coconut shell from before to scoop half a bowl of fish soup for Zhou Hui.    

As he was eating, a person suddenly walked over from afar.    

Zhou Hui looked over, and saw only a black shadow, he could not tell who it was.    

He was a little surprised to see Zhou Peng frowned, and looked somewhat displeased.    

He did not expect that the person who came was precisely the man who Zhou Hui had seen before, who had always boasted boastfully when he talked about how to save him.    

He sensed that Zhou Peng did not seem to like him too much.    

As soon as the man came in, he heard the sound before he came in.    

"Peng Ge, what are you guys eating?" "It's so fragrant!"    

Zhou Peng laughed coldly, "You have lived at this beach for so many years, yet you can't even smell the scent of fish soup?"    

At this time, the man also walked in. Hearing Zhou Peng's words, he had a very awkward expression, he awkwardly smiled, and directly sat down.    

"Peng Ge, isn't the fish you use different?" "I heard that you caught a big cod when you went out to sea today, so you came here to take a look."    

Zhou Peng coldly snorted, "What are you looking at? You've been fishing here for so many years, you haven't seen any fish. "    

However, the man acted as if he did not hear his words. He walked straight to the pot in between them and peeked inside.    

"Oh, it seems like this pot is the real one. Peng Ge, you're willing to eat such a good fish?"    

Zhou Peng's face had long turned ashen. He lowered his head, no longer paying any attention to him as he continued to eat the food in his bowl.    

As for the man, he shamelessly found a rock and sat down before running over to grab a coconut shell.    

"Then I'll come over and have a bowl as well!" Just as he was about to scoop up a bowl for himself, he was suddenly stopped by Zhou Peng.    

"Xue Bao Yuan, are you done yet? "You should've taken care of Ah Bing before, but this is all for him. If you want to eat, go cook for yourself."    

An awkward expression flashed across the man's face, but he did not seem to take Zhou Peng's words seriously.    

After the awkwardness was over, she even took the pot to the side.    

"Peng-ge, look at you. We've been neighbors for so many years, yet you're so nice to me, instead of giving it to an outsider, don't you have any conscience!"    

Zhou Peng's face was ashen, but he had no other choice.    

Zhou Hui could tell that Zhou Peng especially hated this man.