C206 Drunk old seven

"Smoke?" Old Seven rubbed his eyes, staring at Cripple with uncertainty.

"Brother Seven, this American devil is such a waste. Look at the cigarette in the ashtray, it's almost half full!" As he spoke, he handed over the barrel-shaped object in his hand.

Old Seven opened it excitedly, and inside it was a pile of leftover cigarettes.

Old Seven's tears were about to come out