The green tendons on the man's head in the room jumped twice very lively, gritted his teeth, and really wanted to go back and tear them alive.

Zhuang Wushan smiled, "Your market seems to be good." ”

The man looked at Zhuang Wushan expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Since it's okay, go to the yamen with me tomorrow to record a confession." ”

"I'm sorry for the trouble you made this trip in vain. Zhuang Wushan was a little apologetic.

The man glanced at Zhuang Wushan unexpectedly, "You have a lot of injuries on your body, you may need treatment, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhuang Wushan start to untie his coat by himself.

The man's eyes widened and he took a step back.

Zhuang Wushan was speechless, "It's all women, you don't have anything on me?

The man's mouth opened in surprise this time.

"Otherwise, why don't you think I'm being hugged and touched by you? Zhuang Wushan couldn't help but spit out.

The man pursed his lips and smiled, "The girl has good eyesight." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly raised his head and asked again, "Are you from the Divine Mountain or from the Western Regions Demon Sect?"

Zhuang Wushan pursed his lips, "No, I'm just a soy sauce player." ”