Shen Thirteen looked at the two of them, some funny, do not need to ask, they know that they are fighting for that little pocket money noisy whine.

Zhang Meng had fifty million dollars, but he gave only five million to Feidong.

"Brother, you give a comment, you see if Mengzi is a livestock, it gave Laozi a tenth of the money." Feidong dragged Shen XIII and sat him down. He said and handed out cigarettes. This time it's really not the Red River, but the most common red river for a few dollars and a pack.

"It seems that Dongzi is really poor. Hundreds of packs of cigarettes have...