In the middle of the night, Feng Bangmao and I came to the courtyard where Liangzi lived.

"Are you ready?" I lit a cigarette and looked up at the night sky.

Feng Bangmao pulled out a glass bottle from his bosom, which contained leaves soaked in cow tears.

Feng Bangmao was suspicious: "Is this method workable?"

I puffed in smoke......

Chapter 91 of "Antique Tricks" The long-haired woman is hitting in her hand, please wait a moment,

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