In the two small bags up front, besides the three items Ye Lin had discarded, a few bottles of water, some packs of instant noodles, and a few bags of chips, there was basically nothing else, which left Lin Feng somewhat disappointed.
"Bro, my bag! There's money in my bag! I'll give you the money, just let me go, okay?" the man in the leather jacket, bound in the distance, pleaded with Lin Feng.
Lin Feng shot him an annoyed look. "This bag is mine now. What do you mean, 'you give it to me'? That sounds awful. Now, stay put!"
Saying so, he unzipped the largest of the bags.
"Holy crap!"
Once he opened it, it was absolutely full of money!
"I'm rich! Haha, there's at least several hundred thousand here!" Lin Feng laughed. Having come to the training base, Lin Feng had been worried about not having any money to spend. He hadn't expected God to be so good to him, sending several hundred thousand his way just like that.
