Today's business of Wong Kee food stalls is as prosperous as ever. The group waited outside for a while before a private room was vacated. The hostess happily led us in. "An old duck pot, a plate of stewed large intestines, oh, first a loofah soup, my sister and I like to drink soup, and for the rest, you see what they want." Wang Hu smiled maliciously at Zhou Fugui. Zhou Fugui didn't bother to pay attention to him,...

Chapter 57 The ghost in the box is being hit by his hand, please wait a moment,

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