The visitor means no good, and the good ones do not visit!
Wu Jie glanced over at the not-too-distant location.
That familiar BMW sedan, and two powerful Land Rovers, and he knew who had arrived.
Looking at the several people inside the gazebo, he found it even more amusing.
"Cui, bring me that half basket of cigarettes!"
Wu Jie shouted towards the distance.
"Okay!"
Zhu Cui, who was rinsing the yard with water, responded and quickly brought over the basket.
Wu Jie took the half basket of cigarettes and strolled into the gazebo leisurely.
He placed the basket beside the stone table, grabbed a handful, and tossed them onto the table.
"Visitors are guests, help yourselves to a smoke!"
Wu Jie said with a smile, yet his gaze was quite playful.
Recognizing the fatso standing to one side, Wu Jie saw right through him.
Wasn't he the same guy who swung his walking stick in public and nearly beat Liu Er to death?
