C979 Luo's Threat

"Old man Balan, you're talking nonsense again. Oh right, the tobacco for the third month today, cut it into pieces and put it in a bag. We'll come back later to get it." Ah Dong threw a bag of money to him, then left with Shen Wuyou.

Looking at the redness on her face, he secretly scratched her palm. Ah Dong's tail suddenly trembled, then he stuck it on her back and spun a few times