Although pushtina was known as a city that never slept, those entertainment places were not on the main road.
So, when Zhao Yu was in Jecca's Land Rover, speeding down the road, the streets on both sides were still a little deserted.
"He's selling newspapers now," said Jecca with his eyes wide open."He's a distant relative of Urika, the second uncle of his sister-in-law. Although they're distant, Urika often goes to his place to buy newspapers, so they're very close ..."
"F * ck, I can't understand these relationships. Let's get to the main point!" As everything had happened so suddenly, Zhao Yu still didn't know what had happened.
"This old man's name is Selev. He's almost 70 years old this year. He's been selling newspapers before the independence of corsovia!" "This person used to live in an air-raid shelter," said Jecka excitedly."The one near the old palace!
"When we were chatting before, he mentioned shelter to Urika, so Urika thought of him immediately!"
