Do you really think I'm a beggar?
He had just finished speaking when he heard a knock on the door.
"The old master is looking for you." The person outside the door said. The man threw the dagger on the table, turned around, and strode away.
As time passed, a luxurious car was parked under a tree not far away.
"Brother yang, it's already Seveno' clock," Mo Wen raised his wrist and said to mo Yancheng after looking at the time.
Mo Yanchen leaned against the passenger seat and pinched his brows.""Let's wait a little longer,"
"Yes." "Let's go," mo Wen said as he put on his Bluetooth headset and pressed his ear with his hand. As he spoke, the cars behind him dispersed.
In front of them, there was a man dressed in dirty clothes. His hair was a mess, and there were even a few popcorn stuck to it. His face was dark, as if he had not washed his face for a long time.
"Pa, pa, PA." The man walked forward and knocked on his car door.