Chapter 2152 Operation

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Ning Shu didn't expect that the man in cheongsam, who only dared to talk and show off without a girlfriend, was actually the incarnation of the law of time.

Really unbelievable.

envious.

And it seems that the incarnation of the law is headed by him, and he informs people about anything.

Ning Shu walked to the restaurant almost in a trance, and there was always a feeling of being out of the world, which made people dazed.

There were already quite a few people in the restaurant. The man in cheongsam saw Ning Shu, he opened his fan, fanned the wind, and asked Ning Shu elegantly, "What would you like to eat?"

Ning Shu: ... inexplicable disillusionment!

Ning Shu sat in the chair, "Whatever, give me a glass of water."

The man in the cheongsam snapped his fingers, and the young man brought a cup of coffee, and the coffee was brewed with a heart.

Ning Shu: ...

It's going to start messing up again.

Ning Shu was a little nervous, took a sip of coffee, looked around, didn't see Awan, and asked the cheongsam man, "Where's Awan?"

"Oh, Awan said she has something to do and won't come."

Ning Shu was envious and said that he didn't want to come, he didn't want to come, it wasn't like they had to come no matter how much they didn't want to come.

In the law incarnation group, Ning Shu only knew the men in cheongsam, not the others.

There is no need to know.

Ning Shu originally wanted to ask the cheongsam man if he knew what happened, but when he saw that he was entertaining others, he shut up and didn't ask.

Ning Shu was sitting in the seat, drinking coffee, feeling a little nervous, and ordered two more plates of pastries. It is best to eat something when nervous.

A lot of people came one after another, and they almost filled the entire restaurant hall. It seems that there should not be too many rules.

Don't you mean the three thousand avenues?

There are not three thousand of them. After all, not every law has a law incarnation. No one comprehends some laws, and they cannot have the imprint of the law without comprehending the ultimate.

Ning Shu quickly stuffed the cakes into her mouth. Anyway, she couldn't eat fat at all in her soul state, and she was really nervous, for fear that she would be obliterated.

Frightened, so tired.

I don't know if the world that is suspected to be the world of reincarnation can keep her from being obliterated.

Strictly speaking, she is still a fugitive, but now she has to surrender herself.

If I knew earlier that I had done the task, I could avoid it.

Ning Shu ate the two plates of pastries cleanly, and drank a cup of coffee by the way.

Cheongsam man:  …

Terrible food intake.

Even in the state of the soul, some women will not eat a lot. Sometimes eating is not to fill the stomach, but also to compensate for the appetite.

Just have a taste, no need to eat one plate at a time.

Ning Shu originally wanted to ask for something to eat, but with so many people watching, and everyone pretending to be the law of incarnation, Ning Shu felt that he couldn't be too cheap.

Some acquaintances whispered, but Ning Shu didn't know anyone who played with his fingers.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the restaurant hall became more and more solemn, and everyone was no longer in the mood to chat, a solemn weight was pressing on everyone, who didn't know what was the reason for calling them here.

Ning Shu knew too well what it was like to wait like this, and sometimes he scared himself to death.

Ning Shu shook his legs, the ghost knew who was waiting, and the important people were the last to appear.

Ning Shu only hoped that it would not be the judge, so he prayed silently in his heart. Just after praying, Ning Shu saw a ray of black floating in from the corner of his eyes.

Ning Shu froze all over, and immediately shrank into a ball.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

Uncle Tai walked into the hall wearing a black trench coat, with a silver-haired man behind him.

The silver-haired man followed behind the uncle with a book in his hand.

Seeing these two people appearing at the same time, Ning Shu's mind couldn't control it, and the ghosts knew what the two were doing.

Ning Shu tried to reduce his sense of existence, and even wanted to slip away.

You can't blame the society for pointing your back, but Ning Shu really wanted to scold people.

Uncle Tai found a chair, wiped the chair with a handkerchief, sat down and said to everyone, "I know why I came to you."

Everyone shook their heads in unison, straightening their backs like elementary school students.

Uncle Tai said: "It's not a big deal, it's just that everyone needs to donate some money."

Ning Shu: ...

Donate?

And such a suffocating operation?

Ning Shu breathed a sigh of relief, at least not to kill her.

Everyone looked at each other, donations, mandatory?

"Because something happened to the organization, everyone needs to donate some money now, even if you have merit and faith," the silver-haired man said gently, taking out a machine for swiping an ID card.

It's a bit of a feeling of sitting and collecting money, not borrowing money, but asking you to donate, and the money will never be returned in the future.

It is estimated that the incarnation of the tax collection will be a lot of money, and people will donate.

Ning Shu wanted to ask if he could donate points, but when he saw the uncle sitting beside him, he didn't dare to take the lead.

What if you get shot yourself.

Ning Shu felt that her life was hard. Ever since she became the lord of the City of Water, there has been a lot of trouble over the arrears of taxes, and it was finally possible to collect taxes with peace of mind. As a result, she has to donate again. This is digging her flesh.

men's cheongsam

He opened the folding fan, and asked coquettishly, "How do you want to donate, you can donate as much as you want?"

"Let's do this, everyone will give 10% as a donation." The silver-haired man said mildly.

Ning Shu almost smashed the dim sum plate on the table in the face of the profiteer.

10%?

Not only Ning Shu's face was blue, but the others couldn't help but whisper, if the property is small, ten percent can't see anything, but the tax is more, the net worth is more. 10% is quite a lot.

For example, Ning Shu has 845,211 merits and 2,706,980 beliefs, and donates at 10%. Ning Shu has donated 84,521 merits and 270,698 beliefs.

Ning Shu just calculated a little, and his face was completely black, and he had to donate more than 80,000 merits and more than 270,000 beliefs.

270,000, what concept is this, how many spirit stones she can buy, and how many soul stones she can exchange.

Ning Shu was so distressed that he couldn't breathe, seeing everyone else's faces were disheveled.

Ning Shu really wanted to ask if he would make a donation, but when he saw where the black-clad uncle was sitting, he lost the courage to speak.

Uncle Tai said: "Everyone donates money, it is not without benefits. If you make a mistake in the future, you can be forgiven once. It can't be a big mistake."

Ning Shu: The sense of sight of the Danshu Iron Coupon...

The cheongsam man sighed, took out his ID card, and swiped it on the machine.

Looking at his twitching face, Ning Shu estimated that he was forced to donate a lot.

Ning Shu was about to suffocate, more than 300,000!

Oh my god? !

Others have also started to donate one after another. If it is not a pardon, it is impossible not to donate.

Ning Shu dawdled and was last in line.

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