After Lin Feng guessed one, he looked at the sweaty expressions of these wealthy people and felt extremely satisfied.
The foundation is already laid, now I can pick freely.
He turned to look at Lu Xiaobu, showing a provocative look—Lu Xiaobu, use your special Strength! Let me see you clearly!
Lu Xiaobu looked at Lin Feng's provocation, and stared back without backing down.
Want me to use Luck Aura?!
In your dreams!
"Sister Lan, go, bring the dumbass over!" Lu Xiaobu leaned back in the chair, with a sly smile on his lips.
You play fake smell, I'll give you a real smell!
Won't that piss you off!
"Dumbass?!" Lin Feng heard this name and suddenly felt confused!
He faintly remembered the name, but couldn't quite recall it!
Then.
When Liang Lan carried the dog, which seemed lecherous because of its position in front of her chest, Lin Feng remembered!
Dammit!
Dumbass is the dog that used to lounge at his own club!
Son of a bitch! Lu Xiaobu, what the hell do you mean?!
