C637 He Even Met Some Punks

The blue sky carried his father-in-law's gong, the little stick, and headed towards the east street.

Xu Shi was between seven and nine o'clock in the evening. Two hours was two hours, and there were eight minutes and fifteen minutes inside.

Xu Shi was precisely the time for people to nag after dinner. So at this time, the mentors shouted the slogan