No confiscation, confiscation, confiscation...

"They are all waiting for me to come back!"

"All concentrated?"

"Concentrate it all!"

“Go check it out!”

"good!"

Shi Bingdao took Zhang Yong to the suburbs of the city.

There is a village there. It looks a little dilapidated, but there are really a lot of people there.

"Where are the people?"

"The whole village doesn't."

"What?"

Zhang Yong:……

sky!

A person from a village?

etc!

"How many people are there?"

"three hundred!"

"What?"

"Actually...a little more than three hundred."

"he……"

Zhang Yong was shocked.

Brother, can he ask for some informants?

I prepared more than 300 people for him?
Chapter completed!