Chapter Eighty-Seven: Misfortune Leads to the East
"I ......"
As soon as the man who cut the queue wanted to say something, there was a burst of ridicule around him, and there was a scolding from the back of the line.
A group of passers-by can be regarded as having a long experience, and it turns out that they can still play like this when they encounter a queue.
"You wait for me!"
The man who cut into the queue knew that the anger of the people was unsettled, and he couldn't eat the loss at the moment, so he could only leave a word viciously and run away.
"Heh, I'm embarrassed to come out and mix with this little bit."
Yu Chumo also scoffed at the cruel words left by men.
Seeing that the crowd was no longer lively, they continued to line up on their own.
"Nan Nan."
A hoarse voice came slowly.
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