C867 Wild Ghost Tower

I paid for my meal and went back to my seat. I told Fatty Shi that Duan Jiayin and I did not have the relationship that he wanted.

The fat guy came back to his senses and grinned at me. He took out a stack of crumpled bills from his pocket and took out two hundred yuan notes, telling the lady boss to sell him a bottle of stuffy ass money.

I saw that he really did not have much to say