When Fan Kui begged Fifth Master for help, in Dongyu City, building number ten, first floor.
Brother Fat was cuddling with a seductive dame, lying on Yang Bing's bed, just after finishing an intense physical workout.
Seeing Ge Li's photo on the bedside, a longing look ignited in his eyes.
"Da Zhuang, come in. Has that damn Yang Bing not sent a message yet?"
"Didn't he say he could bring his wife in today to sell to me?"
Da Zhuang, with his deep and muffled voice, said, "Not yet."
"I called, and that kid actually turned off his phone."
"Brother Fat, he couldn't really have run away, could he?"
"If that's the case, let's just take over this house directly. Even though it's resettlement housing, it's still worth more than two hundred thousand."
A skinny guy glanced at the seductive woman in Brother Fat's bed and sneered with a smirk.
"Sell it my ass!"
"Without capturing that kid Yang Bing, we can't even do the property transfer. How can we sell it?"
