Chapter 357 Tramp
Late at night on the same day.
In an alley of Nancheng Bar Street, several gangsters gathered around and punched and kicked the tramp who fell on the wall.
Until the tramp was beaten with no strength to fight back, a group of talents angrily closed their hands.
'Oh Te, smelly beggar, don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you once I see you!'
Leave a few malicious words, gangsters and roared off.
Watching them go far, the tramp who was still motionless just now coughed twice and came back to life. He was in no hurry to escape. He climbed to the corner with his hands on the ground, picked up the bottle that fell on the ground, looked up and poured it into his mouth.
After drinking two gulps, I sat down on the edge of the wall, gasping for air, and continued to drink. The wine came out from the corners of my mouth, and it didn't matter if it flowed to me.
Anu walked in with someone, and what he saw was this scene where the mud couldn't help the wall.
'Qin Mo.'
Anu gav
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