C317 Hanging and Beating the Dregs of a Man

"Brat, get the hell away from me, or else I'll be rude to you!"

This lean man called Qin Zigui had a ferocious and arrogant face.

He took the stack of money from the young woman's handbag and counted it, no more, no less than three thousand dollars.

He grabbed the young woman's wrist and asked fiercely.

"Bitch, tell me clearly, where did you get this 3000 yuan?" "Speak a word of lie