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Zhang San, please behave yourself!

I, Zhang San, am absolutely a good person! I swear by the eight generations of my ancestors! What!? My ancestral grave just exploded!?

Luoxiu Rice Method · Oriental
Classificações insuficientes
290 Chs

Chapter 159: Not seeking to be born on the same year, same month, same day, but hoping not to die in this lifetime!

Zhang San arrived at Third Miss Gan's door and knocked lightly twice.

"Officer Third Miss Gan, it's Zhang San. May I come in?"

"In broad daylight, it's not convenient. Don't come in, go away!"

Zhang San smiled as he pushed the door open and looked at Third Miss Gan, who was reading a book in the room.

"I didn't expect that an officer like yourself would also enjoy reading."

Third Miss Gan glared at Zhang San and silently hid "My Father-in-law is Kaihuang" behind her, then coldly asked, "Speak if you have something to say!"

Zhang San, thick-skinned, moved a few steps closer and whispered, "I just made contact with a person from the Heavenly Punishment Sect. The person is Ghostly Calculator Nine. I heard his surname is Cui, and he outwardly poses as a fortune teller."