Just as Fengyi was thinking about what to do, he had already come to the front hall, and in the messy pile of goods, there were three black-clothed people who had nowhere to go, all black, wrapped in hats, hanging down black yarns, covering the whole person tightly.

"Yo-he!"

Feng Yi didn't know where to take out a jade pipe cigarette gun, jumped onto the top of the goods, and asked condescendingly, "Who is coming?" What is it? ”

Several men in black hit up and down

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