Chapter 275: Furious Anger

arms, one hand resting on his chest, and softly said, "Ye Fan, how did you become so skilled"She had definitely had too much to drink. Before, she had only sobered up for a moment because she was worr... but that old beggar, he's as poor as a church mouse, not a penny to his name. He makes a living by selling fake goods there. If you want to find him, just offer him one hundred yuan, and it'll be don...