Shu the Prophet Appears Again
How could the old lady withstand Zhen Yingjun's attack? She was old and didn't have too much energy, plus half of her body was disabled, her grip loosened and the bag flew out, leaving the bottles scattered on the ground.
"Ahhh!" The old lady screamed and looked at Zhen Yingjun in horror yet too afraid to fight back. She thought she bumped into one of those gangsters here as the others were just as unreasonable as him!
The old lady could only swallow her anger and glanced at Zhen Yingjun full of resentment. She lowered her head and walked unsteadily as she picked up the fallen bottles with difficulty.
"Fuck, such bad luck!" Zhen Yingjun threw the bottle in his hand in front of the old lady and growled fiercely, "Take it! You rubbish collector!"
