lt;lt;lt;The Peerles

In the office, a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a beer belly sat in a large leather chair, facing a young man standing opposite him.,"This is a gamble," Wu Chen muttered to himself. After all, for him, ten thousand yuan had practically emptied his pockets, leaving only a few hundred left. In a city like SZ, that wouldn't last him even a few days. Excluding today's wages, he actually only had two hundred yuan left on his card. That means if he didn't make any money in the game, he wouldn't even be able to afford rent by the end of the month.,Wu Chen stared at the space in front of him as if he had seen a ghost. This thing, just scanning it would clear everything up even down to one's household registration, is it this terrifying。