C1667 Steamed Bun

According to Zhang Xingyun's experience, people who were as pure as white paper, were all fake.

The ones whose mouths were full of color were, on the contrary, a bit cleaner.

At least this one in front of him wasn't it!

"A bunch of retards!" Zhang Xingyun lit up a cigarette and looked at the idiot.

However, these security guards didn't want to do it, "Brother Zhang