This whole day, the old man who poured out the rancid water entered and exited the billiard hall three times. Because his identity was too unremarkable, no one was paying attention. But Tang Yan saw it clearly, so Tang Yan suspected that the old man had put something in the oil drum.
Such frequent entry and exit is just to transport certain items.
And to figure out what is in it, Tang Yan thought he could stage a good show.
Because of his design, he was originally a tramp.
The last time I saw Feng Qiang coming out of the billiard hall, Tang Yan deliberately stepped forward and grabbed Feng Qiang’s tricycle, pretending to be very hungry, and rushed directly to grab the bucket on the car.
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