C181 Operation

"Brother Dazhu, we are all from the same hometown. You should know what you have done." Yao Ping smiled and poured another glass of wine for Wang Dazhu.

"Aping, what do you mean?" A trace of guilt flashed in Wang Dazhu's eyes, but his hand that was holding the down cloth bag was trembling.

"Brother Dazhu, I don't want to make a fuss about the past. Whether it is Shea Shui or Li Qiye