"Prince BMW, what brings you here, we Taiping Garden, but we can't accommodate your God body!" The courtyard corpses were saluted with great respect to the sudden arrival of several sons.

"Well, let's talk less nonsense. I'm here to ask, did Chen Jiu get a job here?" The son of the head, the face is not good to drink and ask.

"This... No, no!" The corpse shook his head to deny it.

"Courtyard corpse, you are not honest, do you want to die? Do you think all my informants are dry? The BMW Prince stared angrily.

"The BMW Prince calms down his anger, Chen Jiu did come to me to...