C808 Protect Our God of Cross 9
"Has he grown up?"
Xu Qingdu looked at the boss speechlessly. He helplessly took out a wallet with only five yuan left, then took out his ID and slammed it on the table.
"22!" "He's an adult, not a little kid."
The owner of the bar took out the glasses from his nose and looked at Xu Qingdu's face carefully. Then he picked up the photo on his ID card and compared it with his own for a while
