"Father Xianggong, what a grievance of your death. You left our orphans and widows behind when you died. How can this work?" The white-clad women, with a few and a half children, ignored Chen Jiu's questions and wept there all the time.

"You..." In the face of such a group of women and children, Chen Jiuqijie is really in a dilemma. If other provocators fall down and push them across directly, but how can such a group of women and children make him work?

"Boss, these people don't drink and eat fine wine. Let me show them some color!" Zhang Xinran is very hot. He is going to replace Chen...