"I don't know if it's true or not."

"Maybe it's fake?"

"I think there's a good chance he's a little liar."

"Don't even think about it. What kind of status is the military guard? My daughter will be dressed like a rickshaw driver. If you don't tell me, others will think she is a low-end version of Camel Xiangzi."

"Ha ha ha ha."

With Brother Li and his gang taking the lead, Duan Yin'er's identity immediately became a mystery.

"Don't let them leave, these people are all liars!"

The manager recovered from the pain and let out a hysterical roar.

"Shut up." Song Ziyu was a bit out of his wits. Faced with such a bastard who wanted to be a martyr, Song Ziyu seemed to be unable to think of how to punish him for a while.

At this time, Yin'er felt depressed and was trembling with anger.

"What should I do? I seem to have become a fake."

Duan Yin'er retreated to Song Ziyu and said with a cry.

Only then did the girl realize that she was afraid.

"When the fight starts, you run away. I'll take the rear personally."

Song Ziyu was heartbroken and knew that there was nothing he could do today, so he began to load the pistol in public.

Because he came to a dinner party, Song Ziyu brought very few weapons, only a pistol for self-defense.
Chapter completed!