"People from the Nanquan Club." Wanjun said immediately.

Actually, she doesn't need to say that Shen XIII knows it.

Ashui was blocked by several people on the other side. He was in a depressed mood, and his anger burst out. "What are you doing? What are you? Dare to block the way of your uncle? Get away before your uncle gets angry."

"Yo, Ashui of the Iron Wheel Gang is really not bad-tempered." The leader of the Nanquan Club laughed and shook his hands, shaking out an IOU.

"... Slot, this is only a few days, what are you anxious for, and when Lao Tzu is rich, naturally send it...