Here, Patrick and a few people entered a shopping mall with a two-story design. The first floor is for street stalls, and the second floor is for luxury goods.
Fiona walked naturally to the first floor, Patrick pulled her braid, “Go to the second floor!”
Xavier wowed, “Any shirt on the second floor will cost hundreds, why are you so generous, Brother Fu?”
In his impression, in addition to fighting, Brother Fu was dying in terms of food and clothing costs.
Patrick raised his eyebrows, and he couldn’t hide the scattered wild ruffians all over his body, “I have a lot of money today, and I am a little tired holding it, so I have to spend it all at this opportunity.”
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