Treasure Eye

The guest and the boss chatted for a few words, and soon sold the bottle of mallet under the boss's three-inch tongue. The two parties paid and signed the contract.,Lowering his head to look at his somewhat thin frame, Yang Bo felt a wave of hesitation wash over him.,Yang Bo suddenly heard the beggar's voice and turned to look. He saw the old beggar holding a green glass bead and handing it over, "Little brother, this is for you."。