A middle-aged man with disheveled clothes and a messy look walked out of a small door in a narrow alley. He hung his head dejectedly and weighed his hand. After weighing the remaining small change, he smashed it into the ground.
Then, he put the small change in his hand into his pants pocket and searched around with his hands.
After a long time, he didn't find anything. He subconsciously cursed," F*ck, if you lose all your money and want to smoke a cigarette, it's a f*****g luxury!"
Luo Yin let out a furious snort and continued walking forward.
Who would have thought that before he could take two steps, a black shadow descended from the sky and surrounded him.
After that, a stern voice floated by his ears——
"Take it away!"
The smell of mildew came from his nose. When he was in a pan
