Several well-dressed people wearing patched clothes like him were waiting for him: "What are you doing? So slow? How's it going?"

"I met a clumsy girl on the road and helped her park her car." The middle-aged man handed out a circle of cigarettes to his companions. He subconsciously looked back and found that the girl in the gray down jacket had disappeared.

She must have gone home - he thought so, and didn't care, but it was a pity - the girl seemed to be afraid of the cold, and kept huddled in the hood, not even showing her hands. She couldn't see her whole face clearly, but her face was exposed.

With a little outline, I feel like she should be a pretty girl.

The middle-aged man said: "I see that the person carrying the person on the stretcher has either a heart attack or a cerebral infarction. Alas, he is so old and has done something evil."

Another beggar gang member nearby said: "The old gang leader is old and frail, and it's time for him to take a rest - what about the dog-beating stick? The main purpose of the old gang is to abdicate, so it wouldn't be appropriate for the dog-beating stick to be kept in the Yang family, right?

Don't let their unscrupulous descendants sell it out again."

"It's a little early to say this, not the right time," the middle-aged man waved his hand, "If you ask me, we have to wait for the results of the rescue, right? Elder Tian is still there, and his appearance is too ugly. Just now

Elder Zhao secretly handed over the words, since there is someone to charge into the battle for us, let the brothers disperse first, let's just ride on the donkey and read the song book."

Several people said goodbye to each other and filed out of the snack bar.

The middle-aged man was the last one to pay the bill. He came out and took a look around. Seeing that there was no one around, he slowly walked into a small alley and headed towards a small hidden private house.
Chapter completed!