Wang Fugui grinned, really unwilling to do so.

He also wanted to follow Lao Gui and see where he hid his money.

But Zuo Yang's hand was like an iron pliers, and he couldn't shake it off even if he wanted to. Huge force came.

He grinned in pain, and the words of refusal were stuck in his throat.

With a sad face, Zuo Yang took it out.

Seeing this scene, Deneng's eyes widened and showed an incredible look.

He knows better than anyone else what kind of person his son is. To put it bluntly, he is just a rascal.

Whoever touches the thing, why are you so obedient in front of Zuo Yang?

This shouldn't be!

Is Yangwa young and has any skills to deal with him?

After walking along the dirt road for a while, Zuoyang let go of Wang Fugui.

"Zuo Yang, what did you call me?"

Wang Fugui grinned and shook his arms hard, feeling numb and uncomfortable.

Zuo Yang blocked him and asked with a smile: "You go to my house to ask for money. Is it Xiao Sicong who taught you?"

"How do you know?"

Wang Fugui subconsciously screamed, and after reacting, his head shook like a rattle.
Chapter completed!