Seeing these people not surrounded them but surrounded their opponents, the cold son knew what was going on and said to himself, "Well, it seems that his identity is about to be revealed."

Xu Xianer was not handed over to the stinky birds. He reached for her calf bend and held her up. Xu Xianer muttered something in his mouth, hugged him tightly, buried his head in his arms and fell asleep.

As soon as he picked up Xu Xuan'er in this compartment, a man came to him in the dark. Hanzi looked at him. He was a fat man with a moustache under his palate. He stopped four or...