The leader flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, and after glancing around, his eyes fell on the pile of barbecue sticks on Qin Yu's table, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Your business here is pretty good today."

Uncle Jiang hurriedly stepped forward with Xiaoying, took out a pack of pre-prepared Huazi from his pocket, and gave one to each gangster.

"Brother Kun, everyone......

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