"You say you're also dissatisfied with this social order. What do you plan to do?"
Hearing Black Sniper's words, Lv Bai chuckled silently.
Having your abilities stolen, you quickly accept and conceal all hostility, while revealing your value as much as possible...
Many times, Lv Bai really admired those who could thrive in the Death Arena.
The art of swallowing one's pride isn't as easy as it sounds.
"If not for sweat and hard work, I probably wouldn't even have the right to stand in front of you."
In front of Black Sniper, Lv Bai controlled a wire to surround him: "As for what I plan to do? I'm not some capitalist; I have no need to exploit your surplus value."
He walked over, picked up the phone that Black Sniper placed on the table, reported the room number to the Bald Guy on the other end, and then hung up.
After doing all this, he waved at Black Sniper, lazily leaving as if he were going for a stroll after dinner.
At the intersection center.
Beep~ Beep~ Beep~
