Mysterious Resurrection: My Pasty Paper Man Can Catch Tricks

Mu Zixuan was very surprised by this.

When did the people in the underworld become so talkative?

How easy is it to let go of those who dare to stretch their claws at them?

You know, even when she got the ink thread gold box, the people in the underworld were still chasing after her.

A posture of not giving up until you get the things back.

If her grandfather hadn't come forward in time, I'm afraid she would be taken back to the underworld even with the box.

Unexpectedly, now that Granny Meng came to the door on her own initiative, she was able to leave unscathed.

This is simply incredible.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

All of a sudden, Mu Zixuan felt unbalanced.

He secretly wondered if Chen Li lost a lot of good things to the underworld in order to save his life.

Only then did Po Meng retreat completely.

At this moment, Mu Zixuan suddenly saw something golden in the plastic bag in Granny Meng's hand.

Stretching his neck, he looked suspiciously over.

"What's in your bag?"

Po Meng subconsciously put her hands behind her back, trying to hide the bag behind her back.

But I never thought that the plastic bag was not very strong, and it broke with a hiss when it was thrown so lightly.

There was a bang.

Po Meng has a bad heart.

Looking back, sure enough, the things in the bag fell to the ground.

She hurriedly leaned over to pick it up.

At this time, Mu Zixuan also saw clearly what that golden thing was.

The size of a cigarette box is golden, and some boxes are tied with a few turns of black thread.

It's not what the ink thread gold box is.

"Ink Thread Gold Box!"

Mu Zixuan was so startled that she couldn't close her mouth.

Staring round, he looked at the inkjet gold box that fell to the ground.

Like a dead machine.

On the other side, Po Meng was still picking up boxes.

It's just that there are too many boxes.

She is as petite as she is, so she can't hold it without picking up a lot.

Po Meng thought for a while, then put down all the boxes in her hand.

Throwing it to the dumbfounded Mu Zixuan, "Help me watch", then turned and ran towards the office building.

In less than a cigarette, she ran out dragging a suitcase.

Throw the clothes and some "balenciaga" socks in the suitcase on the ground.

Pick up the inkjet gold box on the ground and throw it in.

In a few strokes, the inkjet gold box was cleaned up all over the floor.

At this time, Mu Zixuan finally came back to his senses.

He glanced blankly at the suitcase, then at Granny Meng, and asked stupidly:

"Where do these things come from?"

Po Meng turned sideways slightly and pointed to the office building behind her.

"I took it inside."

Hearing this, Mu Zixuan almost collapsed in shock even her aunt.

The ink thread gold box in this box was actually taken by Po Meng from the branch of the underworld.

Judging from this amount, it should be almost the entire amount of a branch of the underworld.

What's wrong with the people in the underworld, isn't it?

Not only did they not embarrass people who took their things.

He is also willing to let the other party take away so many ink-line gold boxes.

Are they out of their wits or outright insane for such a thing?

Mu Zixuan was speechless for about ten seconds before taking a deep breath and solemnly said:

"Chen Li asked you to promise some benefits to the underworld, so they are willing to give you these things."

Just after saying this, Mu Zixuan denied it again.

"No, don't talk about Chen Li, even with old Shen Tou, I'm afraid they won't be able to come up with something that can impress the underworld."

"There must be other reasons for this."

"Can you tell me why the people in the underworld are willing to let you take these things?"

As she spoke, Mu Zixuan slightly narrowed her eyes and looked at Po Meng.

Trying to see the answer from Meng Po's face.

Meng Po was surprised and said:

"Didn't I tell you, I took it from inside."

"I know you took it, I mean, why did they ask you to take it?"