“Why is there a photo of me here?”
Gong Yu didn't say anything. In full view of everyone, she walked to the corner of the wall, tore off the advertising paper, and then walked back to Li Shujie.
It was just a short distance, and there were a lot more people on the street again, all looking over there.
I don’t know if it was Li Shujie’s illusion.
He felt that they were like fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.
Gong Yu handed the advertising paper to Li Shujie.
Li Shujie picked it up and his breathing stopped.
Printed on the advertising paper were photos of him taken at the lottery center.
This photo was taken at the request of the staff at the time. It has been preserved as historical evidence and will be released as a press release.
But before the newspaper published this photo, it had already appeared on the wall of Fallen Street.
But what frightened Li Shujie was not the photo, but the words on it.
【100,000 Winners, Mobile Wallet】
Li Shujie's mouth twitched, his breathing became rapid, cold sweat broke out, and his eyes were fixed on these eight words, too scared to look away.
He could clearly feel the murderous gazes coming from all directions, which seemed to want to eat him alive.
No wonder he felt that these people looked at him so passionately, it turned out that they regarded him as a "public treasury".
Aren't they now like sheep walking into a tiger's mouth?
Li Shujie thought about it, quickly pulled Gong Yu's wrist and turned around to leave Fallen Street.
However, as soon as they turned around, someone quickly surrounded them and blocked their retreat.
A dozen thugs approached with knives and sticks, their greedy eyes scanning back and forth between Gong Yu and the other two, and finally fixed their gaze on the cloth bag in Gong Yu's hand.
The cloth bag was printed with the bank's logo.
The money should be in there.
Li Shujie was so scared that he stepped back step by step, and the hands holding Gong Yu and Bai Ying were shaking uncontrollably.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
He muttered in fear, both to comfort Gong Yu and Bai Ying and to give himself courage.
Compared to Li Shujie's panic, Gong Yu and Bai Ying were unusually calm.
Under the continuous pressure of the gangsters, the three of them soon entered the depths of Fallen Street, and more and more people gathered around to watch.
Some people joined the persecution.
Some people stood watching from a distance.
Someone set up a bet...
But no one stepped forward to help.
Eventually, the three were forced onto an open-air platform on Fallen Street.
The platform is circular, and the black soil ground is bumpy, with weeds occasionally growing tenaciously in the corners.
There were stone brick steps around the area as a viewing area. In front of it was a high platform with a stone table on top. Many people gathered in front of the stone table, shouting loudly:
"I'll bet on a broken leg."
"I'm betting my life."
"I'll buy the smallest boy to take home and warm his bed."
There are many people placing bets, with no limit on the amount of money bet and the content of the bets is even more bizarre.
What I want is a thrill.
The goal is to be happy.
This is the famous arena in Fallen Street.
Those who enter will not be punished for life or death.
Li Shujie listened to the noise of betting and saw the intense excitement of the onlookers, and he was already panicking.
In the end, they had no way to retreat and were in a dangerous situation.
"Xiao Yu, I'm sorry. It's all my fault for letting these people know about the winning. If I had known you could win such a big prize and so much money, I should have covered myself up more tightly so that no one could recognize me before going to claim the prize. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
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