spy cloud

After a while, he walked to the other side again.

After all, there are still many places he hasn't been to yet, and he still needs to go and take a good look.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at Han Street. He took a deep breath and walked into Han Street.

As he walked into the street, he felt a chilling aura wash over him, which made him shiver involuntarily.

He couldn't help but stop in his tracks, completely dumbfounded.

He had reached a point where he was immune to heat and cold, but upon arriving at this street, he felt a chill.

Others might not understand, but he knew very well that this wasn't real cold, but rather a chilling coldness.

"It seems that the real reason I didn't leave is this Korean street, and there's a reason I don't know about it."

It was this Han Street, or rather Changfeng City, that made him want to stay.

Others may not know, but he is well aware that at his level, it is very difficult for him to have any thoughts, especially not the kind of thoughts that would arise in his mind. He has almost never had any such thoughts before.

This is the first time in Changfeng County.

He suspected that his plane crash might also be related to Changfeng Han Street; if so, that would be interesting.

Standing at the entrance of Han Street, he looked left and right. Taking a step back seemed like heaven, while taking a step forward seemed like hell, at least that's how he felt.

But looking at the people passing by, they didn't seem to feel anything. They said what they wanted to say and laughed what they wanted to laugh.

It seemed as if he was completely unaffected by the environment here, but Zhang Tianhao knew that people living here rarely lived long lives, not for any other reason than the local conditions.

He, being a special person, can sense it, while ordinary people cannot. This can be attributed to both mental differences and physical reasons.

It's quite remarkable that someone with such abundant vital energy would feel cold here.

He took another step back and left Han Street again. He understood that he really couldn't do it now and had to wait until he was fully recovered before he could examine the place carefully.

Having found the cause, he could say that his investigation in this area had officially come to an end.

Back home, he sat down and began cultivating.

After all, we can now communicate mentally, but the question remains about the duration and strength of our mental abilities.

When he woke up again that night, he found himself still on the deck chair in the courtyard, as if he had gotten used to lying there, and even in winter, he had not changed this habit.

To outsiders, he seemed really cold, but he didn't feel it at all.

"Wait, I don't think I went to Er Gouzi's place for work today. Something's not right!"

He thought about it for a moment, then stopped thinking about it, stood up, gently brushed the fallen leaves off his body, and walked outside.

Upon opening the gate to the courtyard, he noticed a small stone had appeared at the entrance. He shook his head and said nothing more.

Children usually don't come to play in front of his door, but the presence of small stones indicates that someone came looking for him, but probably didn't see him and left temporarily.

He casually closed the door and turned to walk towards the casino.

When he arrived on the street, he found that there seemed to be very few people left, and the police were still standing guard, obviously checking people who passed by.

He walked over and slowly headed towards the Lucky Casino.

Soon we arrived at the Lucky Casino and saw the word "gambling" still fluttering in the wind at the entrance, which seemed like a realistic portrayal of life.

But he didn't look at it much and went straight inside.

"Hey, Ah Shan, why are you only arriving now?"

"Hey Dog Bro, I went home to rest this morning and ended up sleeping until now. Oh well, how about this, tonight it's my treat, let's go drinking, okay?" "That's more like it!"

When the group heard that Zhang Tianhao was going to treat them to drinks, they all smiled and didn't hold his lateness against him.

He then wandered around the casino.

Before long, the chip he pulled out of his pocket had turned into more than a dozen.

At the same time, he seemed to have lost quite a bit, but no one knew that he had lost less than he had won.

"Hey little sister, I need to exchange some chips for someone, can you do it for me?"

When he arrived at the accounting girl's place, he took out some chips, exchanged them for cash, and then took out one of them and handed it to the girl as a tip.

"Thank you, Brother Shan."

"I'll give the money to them, then exchange it again, and I'll even give you a tip!"

After teasing the accountant girl for a bit, he turned around and followed Er Gouzi and the others to keep an eye on the place, occasionally placing a bet himself. It was just a little gambling for fun.

Others would occasionally see him gamble a couple of times; after all, there were more than a dozen gambling tables here, and no one would notice how he gambled.

"By the way, Ah Shan, you went gambling again just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just gambling for fun. It's just one chip. Losing is no big deal, winning is fine too. I only have a few chips. Look, there are still four or five other people."

"You boy!"

The people watching the game with him shook their heads. Everyone knew that nine out of ten gamblers lost, but they didn't expect that this person who came here temporarily would basically not lose, or rather, not win either.

"Hey buddy, come here for a second, help me exchange my chips."

At this moment, another guest also called out.

In general, no one would be willing to exchange in this situation, since it's a thankless task and there's no money involved. But Zhang Tianhao was quite satisfied.

"Boss, let me redeem it for you!"

He jogged over, happily took the money, counted it in his hand, and then ran straight to the account manager, took out a portion of the money, and exchanged it for chips.

Secretly, he also exchanged his extra chips directly, which seemed like a lot, but he kept a portion of the money for himself.

As for his underhanded actions, no one knew about them, or no one saw them.

"By the way, boss, here's your chip, congratulations on your fortune!"

He cheerfully offered a couple of compliments, then walked to the other side and chatted with the other security guards.

Before long, he had accumulated more than a dozen chips in his hand.

However, he never has more than ten chips in his hand, so it seems like he wins and loses.

Those who were with him found it amusing to see the chips in his hand.

"I'm going to chat with Brother Dog. You stay here and keep watch. Call me if anything happens."

"Okay, bro!"

Next, Zhang Tianhao moved from one table to another, occasionally placing bets when the atmosphere was lively.

As he accumulated more and more chips, it became increasingly difficult for him to suppress his smile, until he simply couldn't suppress it at all.

After exchanging chips for me again, he looked at the nearly one thousand yuan he had on him, and lost interest in all that. He then walked to the table and started betting chips. (End of Chapter)