The beggar flicked his hair, which was messy like a chicken nest and so oily that it could almost be used for stir-frying, and then touched Lian, which was sloppy like a cigarette pipe, glared at Mao Zijing with both eyes, and snorted coldly twice in a row, "Boy, what do you see?" Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy, have you? ”

Mao Zijing vomited, spit out the words of the beggar, and the water that spit out was the wine he drank at home a few days ago, and he still hasn't digested it.

And this sip of alcohol-flavored wine was spit on the top of the beggar's head very standardly, and the beggar washed his head fiercely; I was almost so angry that I stepped forward to pump someone, "You have a weak soul, who told you to run from the book?" ”

Ai Manli secretly screamed that it was not good, she had just found someone who thought of a way to rescue Mao Zijing, but she didn't expect Mao Zijing to be this guy. "Brother Dao, are you okay?

Chapter 390 of "The Deadly Elevator" The beggar is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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