The doorman remembered that he had indeed seen this person before, so he couldn't help but walk over curiously, patted the man on the shoulder and asked, "Young man, you have been running here twice in the past three days, do your family know about it?"

Wang Zhenghao turned his head in a daze, a large lump on his cheek, he smiled bitterly, and said to the uncle, "Do you think there is something wrong with my brain?"

The doorman was stunned, although he had this question in his heart, but he didn't think to ask it in person, and now that Wang Zhenghao directly mentioned it, he was a little embarrassed for a while, and he didn't know how to answer it.

Wang Zhenghao didn't care about his answer, just shook his head to himself, "My brain is indeed sick, sick, but what should I do, what should I do?" < br

"Grinding Time" Chapter 54: The Past is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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