Sun Yan was even more overjoyed. It was a blessing in disguise. Although Zhang Ximeng was not the boss of the Zhu Jiajun, he seemed to be one of the most upright subordinates under him. Sun Yan instantly felt that his back was stiff, but he was still very calm.

Don't get carried away.

Things must be done beautifully...and the first thing Zhang Ximeng came to see was Wu Datou's matter.

Sun Yan was shocked when this greasy middle-aged man with a short stature and a big head shook his head... No way? No way?

Is he the number one red thief?

Is he the most famous gangster in Yuan Ting?

If you give him a pick, he can sell pancakes on the street.

Could it be that Lord Wu has great supernatural powers and can undergo countless changes?

The worst one knows how to disguise himself, but what he saw was not the real Wu Datou, absolutely not!

Old Wu didn't know that he had shattered Sun Yan's three views... He just suggested to Zhang Ximeng, "When I was in Bozhou Prison, I talked a lot with my friends in the prison and made up a few new plays. I just heard that

Militiamen from Ningguo Road came over and wanted to know how we divide the fields. I thought that it might not be useful to just send people over to preach... Can I take people there and put on a few plays for the common people to educate them?

Are you happy?"

Zhang Ximeng was overjoyed when he heard this and said with a smile: "This is the best, but you have to be careful not to be caught by Yuan Bing and Xiang Yong!"

"Hahaha, don't worry about the experience. Even Yuan Ting can't catch me, let alone these losers! Okay, I'll go with the troupe right now!"

Wu Datou patted his butt and Le Diandian left.
Chapter completed!