Everyone looked at the smoky room with trepidation, but eventually, they walked in.
Then they discovered that the room was pitifully small, only twenty square meters!
Twenty square meters, packed with more than twenty people!
In that instant, Fang Ling, Madman, and the others had an illusion that they were back in Newbie Village number one—this was just too damn crowded.
On the other side, the only chair in the room was occupied by a young man wearing glasses, who was coolly smoking a cigarette, while wiping his nose and tears at the same time.
Yue Wei called out, "Brother, is this some kind of revenge? You can't even stand the smoke yourself, and you're still smoking?"
Luo Kang indeed intended it as revenge, but he never expected that the choking smoke he had grown up with would be so intense!
Fang Ling, covering his nose, coughed and said, "Luo Kang, buying Old Seventh brand is one thing, but it's a fake cigarette too? Cough cough cough..."