Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The fat man cautiously approached Wu Xie, but was choked by the smoke as soon as he opened his mouth.

Even someone who smokes himself felt choked up, which shows how many cigarettes Wu Xie smoked.

This scene looks familiar.

Back then, in order to simulate the Desert Plan, Wu Xie also shut himself off, spending his days with tobacco and alcohol, losing all traces of his innocence, and turning himself into a ghost.

too long.

He hadn't seen Wu Xie like this in a long time, especially after they came to Yucun, where the peaceful and stable life gradually faded away the previous pain.

So what happened while he was away?

Suppressing his curiosity, the fat man stepped forward, snatched the cigarette, and began to berate the man.

"Naive. Cigarettes are just something you can smoke when you're feeling down, one or two to get through the motions. Everything in moderation. Smoking like that, even the best physique can't withstand it. Come on, tell me, Fatty, what happened?"

When the cigarette was snatched from his hand, Wu Xie didn't react much. However, the fat man kept nagging in his ear, which was so noisy that it annoyed him.

"Fatty," he finally snapped, and said impatiently, "Ming Chao knows."

"What?"

The fat man didn't react at first. The Ming Dynasty knows? Knows what?

After a moment's thought, a terrifying idea popped into his head.

There's only one possibility that could cause this group of people to become so dejected.

"Damn!" The fat man gasped, exclaiming, "Then you guys are finished! With Mingchao's temperament, wouldn't you just carry the train and run away overnight?"

well.

The fat man effortlessly stabbed everyone in the back again, and even accurately predicted how things would unfold.

Wu Xie choked on his breath and said with a dark face, "Fatty, if you can't speak properly, then don't speak. Nobody's forcing you."

This was tantamount to answering the fat man's question indirectly, and the fat man also understood Wu Xie's implication.

He murmured, "So the Ming Dynasty is gone?"

No wonder.

It seems their conversation broke down.

The fat man wasn't surprised; he knew the truth would eventually come out. Humans are inherently the most unpredictable beings in the world. Now that so many people are involved, each with their own agendas, no one can truly control the course of events perfectly.

He just didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Shen Mingchao is, after all, a girl. Despite her warm and easygoing nature, she is actually very principled, with strong likes and dislikes, and a straightforward and fierce personality. She can be genuinely kind to you, but if you cross her line or offend her, she will cut ties with you immediately.

"Sigh—" The fat man sighed deeply, his gaze involuntarily falling on the plastic bag in his hand, which contained a bag of flour. Shen Mingchao had specifically asked him to buy it last night, saying that he wanted to show off his skills to them.

As a result, the flour was bought, but the person had already left, and the dessert project was ruined.

The fat man looked around, not knowing what to say, so he could only pat Wu Xie on the shoulder.

In this situation, one feels powerless.

He had reached a point where both sides could understand him; speaking or remaining silent seemed to be the wrong answer.

Just then, Huo Xiuxiu, who had just finished gossiping with the older woman next door, returned.

When she was young, the old lady was a well-known matchmaker in the surrounding villages. She had a lot of stories to tell, especially about the events that happened in the village decades ago, which were quite bizarre and exciting.

Huo Xiuxiu loved listening to stories, so she accepted the invitation.

Who would have thought that after finishing her gossip, the auntie would abruptly change the subject, saying, "Young lady, I've been through this before. I may not be good at much else, but I'm good at judging people. We're neighbors, so I won't go into any of the usual nonsense. I'm just curious about one thing: all those single young men next door, why do I feel like something's off about them?"

"Something's not right?"

"Eyes." The woman's tone suddenly became profound: "People have some subconscious reactions that can't be hidden. For example, if you love someone, your eyes will unconsciously follow them. Of course, eyes can be faked, but only if they actually do it."

Huo Xiuxiu was startled.

Unexpectedly, the woman was so perceptive. She couldn't help but think of her own grandmother, who was also a legendary figure, deeply understanding people's hearts and the ways of the world, but unfortunately, her ending was not as satisfactory as she had hoped.

Huo Xiuxiu recalled some unpleasant things, and coupled with what the old lady had said, she really didn't know how to respond, so she just gave a few perfunctory replies and left in a hurry.

When she returned to her village house, she found that the sky had fallen.

"How did she know?"

No one spoke.

"She just left like that. Where did she go? Didn't she never find her family?"

Still, no one spoke.

A deathly silence.

Until Qi Qiu, who was in the corner, picked up his phone and yelled, he suddenly stood up, scattering the compass coins on his body all over the floor with a clatter. "Damn it!"

Everyone looked over.

I thought to myself, what could be worse than this?

"My sister said she saved my life, so she took half of the family fortune, and I should return the rest. She said we're even now. But when I sent her a message, it turned into a red exclamation mark!"

Oh! Ming Dynasty blocked Qi Qiu.

It's a good thing, why would it be bad?

This was everyone's first thought, and then they realized something was wrong and quickly took out their phones to check.

Damn it, there really are things worse than someone leaving.

Xie Yuchen frowned and said that the peacock brooch was on the table in the room, and that she couldn't afford to return it to him.

Zhang Rishan also received the same message, and the gift he sent was also on the table.

Even more outrageous, they even returned the red envelopes they had given them.

The fat man shook his head and sighed, "She's really determined to cut ties with us completely."

Most of the men present were blacklisted, except for Huo Xiuxiu, Fatty, and Li Cu.

Faced with the despair in everyone's eyes, the three of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; the girl had finally softened her heart.

Huo Xiuxiu felt more concerned about Shen Mingchao's condition than being his wingman. He was only 19 years old, and suddenly learning about such a devastating event, and now running away from home, she was really afraid that Shen Mingchao would do something rash.

So, she carefully sent a bunch of caring messages.

As expected, there was no reply.

Huo Xiuxiu didn't really care. Shen Mingchao hadn't blocked her either, which showed he valued their friendship. Whether she looked at it or not, she had to have that attitude.

"But where will the girl go?"

The fat man couldn't help but ask.

"Iceland."

"what?"

Huo Xiuxiu's expression was indescribable as she explained, "I just saw that her WeChat IP address changed to this place, so it must have been changed."

The fat man looked at his phone, shook his head, and said, "Remove the 'should' part."

So, where will she go?

This question has become an unsolved mystery in everyone's mind.