C1968 A Group of Gluttons.

When he came to the Drumchapel again, Chen Hao felt that he had come to the wrong place.

In the past, when he walked on the street, he could see people everywhere. At most, they would have a cup of milk tea in their hands, but they rarely held any meat or food.

But this time, no matter if it was in front or behind him, he could see people holding all kinds of food everywhere. Along the way