It was the first time Lloyd met someone like Charlie.
No fights, no scolding, and a smile on his face, he looks more civilized than anyone, but a mouth is to eat human bones. Fifteen and five million? How can he get so much money?
Regardless of whether he has opened a ceremonial company, he has been buying and selling all the time to make good prostitution. He does not make less money, but for people like him, the more money he makes, the more he spends.
Originally, these people who once wandered into the gray world all have a natural instinct to be drunk now and rich, not to spend more time.
Therefore, although Lloyd usually makes a lot of money, he does spend a lot of money outside.
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