But 300,000 flowers went out, the middle-aged man must not be reconciled, he cut a few pieces of waste, or there is no emerald, today the 300,000 is soup.

300,000 is indifferent to middle-aged people, but after all, it's a bit uncomfortable. Every gamble, of course, wants to win and loses.

He looked at the waste on the ground and said with a bitter smile, "Well, 300,000 people are floating like this."

said, he turned around and wanted to leave, when Yang Ming shouted, "Friends, wait a minute!"

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Ming and didn't know him, so he smiled and said, "Brother, what's the matter?"

"You don't...