C1175 He Was Shot and Killed

"Damn Hsu Moyu, you mean to give it to me?"

The old man threw away the cigarette on his phone and smiled coldly. He also scoffed at Hsu Moyu's arrogance.

"A charity? I think he looks down on you! Don't raise your status so much. "

Han Tianchao, who put away his gun, snorted. The more he looked at the old man now, the more he felt that the old man was laughable