C1699 Headslamming Master
Hu Zhicun was startled earlier. One of his legs was a prosthesis, and fortunately, he was not hit. Otherwise, with the weight of this mountain of flesh, it would have broken his leg.
"Everyone, don't be in such a hurry. Today, we have a skinned egg and lean meat porridge, milk and soybean milk, and small steamed buns. Why don't you all eat some?"
The fat man put on a coquettish pose. However
