Arrogantly, he held out three fingers: "There are six guards in Northern Xinjiang. One guard will have 300 more artillery pieces and 3,000 rounds of artillery shells!"
Young Master Liu had just sat down when he suddenly stood up as if a nail had popped out from his buttocks and slapped the table hard.
"You didn't even fucking want to talk about it!"
"A family has three hundred artillery pieces and three thousand rounds of artillery shells. Why don't you go rob them?"
"I'll come to a restaurant and drink a lot of wine, then go home and cover my head to sleep. I'll have everything in my dream. You can have as much as you want!"
Chapter completed!