Su Fei did not make a move.
Fatty Luo carefully returned to Haitian city. When he entered the safe zone, he almost collapsed and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. Oh my God, I almost lost a few hundred pounds of meat here. Those foreigners are ridiculously strong.
The hero had returned.
The players of Haitian city cheered.
"Brother Luo, welcome back."
"Awesome, brother Luo, are you still taking in underlings? What do you think of me? I'm also a fatty, we're a family, please take me with you."
one against three. That's amazing.
……
In the face of the crowd's jubilant cheers and enthusiastic greetings, fatty Luo's face turned serious, and he pointed at one of them."You, yes, it's you. You bought high-tech products from me and even haggled. You're poor and you want to work for me? Get lost."
