Hong Shan also specially arranged for two younger brothers to hold black umbrellas for him. From a distance, this master looks more like a tycoon spanning the world.

It's just the bruises on his face that make him a little weird...although the master said he fell like this.

"If only he would help me."

Hong Shan felt uncertain for a while, his whole body trembled, and the young man flashed across his eyes again.

Waving my hand is a peach forest, waving my hand is a sky full of flowers and rain.

That is the real master.

The man in the suit is a master, and the young man is a god.

It's a pity... I have already offended that god thoroughly.

If someone didn't kill him while he was unconscious, he would have given him a huge favor.

When he thought of this, Hong Shan wanted to slap himself in the face.

"Walk."

The master's words interrupted Hong Shan's thoughts. He ordered in a cold voice and walked into the fishing village with more than 40 people.

Hong Shan had a cold war and could only choose to believe in the master.

He patted his pale face, took mechanical steps, and walked into the village surrounded by his younger brothers.

Too many people have died there, including myself.

boom--

There was a thunder in the sky.
Chapter completed!