Then there is no business.

Ponzi, who took a night off to rest instead of working the night shift and rushed out a hundred number plates, found that there was no one in front of his restaurant after dawn.

"Where have everyone gone!?"

Yesterday, there was a long queue and disappeared. You know, in two days it will be the customary black market trading day. If Ponzi doesn't bring enough money, then he won't have the fuel to replenish the ammunition for Nicholas, who has been shot empty.

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Nicholas, who was in an empty state, held the mop and fell asleep standing in the middle of the store. The black bun next to her was as motionless as the sculpture. Zhufengling, who was sitting on a small bench not far away, was playing Azur Lane.

In this Neptune linkage, she only spent 70 draws to complete the ship-building hegemony of seven mobile ships. The only thing left is to wait for the mission to send Beilu.

"Life is already so difficult, why are you still making things difficult for me, Ponzi?"

He grabbed Hei Mantou and threw it against the wall. He woke up Hei Mantou from sleeping with his eyes open.

"RWBY, are you the one causing trouble again?"

Black Bun didn't answer. He looked around, and when he was sure that RWBY was not with him, he asked in a cute voice.

“There are no prohibited items.”

Seeing that the black bun refused to acknowledge it, Ponzi kicked it into the air. The black bun hit Zhufeng Ling's jaw just like the football that was kicked away by Sosuke Sagara. This was God's gift to the seal.

Punishment is definitely not man-made.

"Tsk, how did you find out it was mine?"

Black Bun shook his body, his black fur turned to snow white, and his arms thicker than Ponzi's thighs took off the sapphire blue contact lenses from his eyes.

"Nonsense, do you think I am a male protagonist who can awaken Goldfinger when encountering danger? Or do you think that my IQ is so stupid that a suspicious creature claiming to be Goldfinger will fall from the sky and just believe it?"

What Ponzi was actually thinking at this time was, "Holy shit, it's really RWBY."

What he said is as clear as a swamp fish. In fact, Ponzi's original purpose was not to reveal the true identity of Black Mantou.

As a golden finger, Black Bun's presence is too low. He stays in the store every day and pretends not to work. If the business in Ponzi's store is usually good, he can support an idle person, but now the business is not good, and layoffs are inevitable.

Must do.

What Ponzi didn't expect was that the black pot was of a suitable size and could not be removed from the black bun.

"Now that you have admitted it, let's talk about compensation. As a respectable person, you don't want to go to court for this kind of thing, right?"

RWBY's reappearance was not a good thing for Ponzi, but in line with the mentality of using the golden finger if it was available, Ponzi shamelessly slapped the table and threatened it.

The money is gone, so what face do you need?

"Puff, puff, it wasn't me who did it."

For the shameless Ponzi, RWBY is even more shameless and refuses to admit it. Anyway, as long as there is no evidence, he will not be sentenced.

Taking out the LCD TV full of saliva from his mouth, the brisk "Climb up! Forward! High Tower" sounded. On the happy tower made of flesh and blood, the members of the NMB48 girl group were dancing happily.

"How could it not be you? The queue was quite long yesterday."

As they sat together and watched the beautiful women dancing, Ponzi would bend down and lower his head from time to time, trying to explore the absolute area where the man stopped. His movements were so natural that no outsider could tell there was any conflict between them.

"Go and take a look next door. A new store has opened next door to your home."

Looking in the direction of RWBY's finger, Ponzi, who didn't really want to go out, hesitated. Then it was Kishida's turn to appear. He really wanted to know whether the Kishida's group in the blue would sing a song like "Dark Bird" or "Dark Bird".

It's Youmeng.

"Is it also a restaurant? No, I'm going to start a battle with those thieves!"

But in order to bulge his wallet, Ponzi, who realized what store he was next to, got up and walked out of the store.

As long as the other party opened a restaurant, no matter whether they had a plan in advance or made an impromptu decision, Ponzi would treat the other party as a thief who stole his customers, even if he did this to several nearby restaurants two months ago.

When he arrived next door, Ponzi saw no one. After walking a little further, he realized that the front door of the other party was in the direction of his back door. The long queue with crowded heads and the ticket scalper who didn't look good on Ponzi.

Surprisingly, they were the same people in front of the store yesterday.

Now that he was sure that the other party had taken away his customers, Ponzi took out the pot and spoon, pushed through the crowd and rushed into the other party's store, shouting.

"Miss, can you sign your name for me too? I'm from the restaurant next door to your home."

Ponzi saw the NMB48 girls who had been dancing on the TV just now appearing in front of him. The guests were no longer a problem. He expressed his willingness to buy a genuine CD to express his support. He only hoped to be with Shenqihe not far away.

The Lord of God shook hands.

"I'm sorry, sir, if you want to shake hands, please line up first. Ten thousand yuan and fifteen seconds, no counteroffer!"

Why does it sound so familiar? Isn't this what Ponzi just said yesterday?

"Don't bully others too much!"

Since he couldn't hold it, Ponzi stopped being polite to them and pulled out the second pot and spoon. No one could stop him now.

"Can you please go to the queue?"

Pointed at by the safe and reliable Glock 17, Ponzi went to buy a number and queued up.

From morning to late at night, Ponzi, who was stingy and only spent 10,000 yuan, was inserted into the queue again and again. He was originally No. 898, but he was still No. 898 until late at night.

No one knew how many people behind him had entered, but he still couldn't take a step forward.

"It's over, it's over, there's no need to wait in line after number 100."

There was a commotion in front of me, and the scalpers who consciously maintained order in the queue shouted loudly. The guests after the number 100 shook their heads and left helplessly, while the scalpers who had obtained those number plates began to sell tomorrow's numbers.

Seeing this kind of thing, Ponzi would definitely not be able to bear it. It was okay for scalpers to control the ticketing. He wanted to report it and take the opportunity to establish a good relationship with the god and try to get tickets for the next Shanghai Alice Fantasy Orchestra performance.

By the way, the Shanghai Alice Fantasy Band is based in Chongying, not Shanghai.

"The biggest ticket price today"

Unintentionally breaking up a dirty adult transaction, Ponzi wanted to open his mouth and shout, but the young scalper who had been prepared behind him jumped up and covered Ponzi's mouth. The other scalpers who heard the sound also moved their hands and feet.

He quickly stuffed his mouth with a smelly sock, put it in a sack and took it away.

At the moment Ponzi was put into the sack, a cup fell to the ground and woke up Nicholas.

There was a pain in my chest, and an ominous feeling surrounded me.

"Ah, the water is boiling!"

After finding the source of the bad premonition, he rubbed his chest, which had been pressed with a mop stick for several hours. When he went to the kitchen, Nicholas discovered that the stove had been turned off long ago and the hot water had been put into a thermos.

"call……"
Chapter completed!