Zhao Bin stood at the door of the clubhouse and looked at the newly decorated clubhouse. Now, as if it had been demolished, his anger lingered up.

Bullying is coming home!

"Can you find out who did it?" Zhao Bin stood at the door of the clubhouse with a gloomy face and turned his head to look at the monkeys beside him. His voice was angry.

"The other party reported home." The monkey looked at Zhao Bin embarrassingly. Before he could finish speaking on the phone, Zhao Bin interrupted him directly.

"Who?"

Zhao Bin looked at the monkey, but he had no idea that the other party should report to...