From last night when he went to Xiang King's secret treasure until now, Ye Feng had not eaten anything, he was already starving.
He gulped down three bowls of knife-cut noodles and finally felt a little comforted.
The two girls hadn't even finished half a bowl.
"Hey, have you heard? There was big news at the food street just now."
At this moment, a man sitting at the table next to them was bragging to his tablemates while reading the messages in a WeChat group.
"What big news?" Someone asked curiously. The others also looked at the man curiously.
The man was in his thirties, and his face was already red from drinking. Now that he had become the focus of everyone, his face became even redder.
He picked up his cup and poured half of the liquor into his mouth. Then, he slammed it on the table with a bang and began to brag vividly.
