Maya confirmed the individual to hire, and then spun the slot machine. When the slot machine came to a halt, Maya spat out a mouthful of old blood, "Ten barrels of gasoline."
After hearing the outcome, Shana said with a guilty conscience, "The odds definitely can't be wrong, we shouldn't have drawn the gasoline."
Maya replied, "I'll go get the oil." All this oil had been squeezed from Dashuang's body. Considering this, Maya suddenly had a wicked idea: why not mortgage Dashuang to them. Then she hurriedly slapped her own face to wake up a bit and not be influenced by that person.
Shana questioned, "Did I draw it?"
Stone suggested, "I advise against it. But since Maya has already drawn, if you don't draw, wouldn't it seem like you're too mean?"
