C539 Seven Hundred and Eighty Points

A crazy savage holding a branch refused to come down.

That guy was wearing a skirt made of leaves, covering his face.

There was a group of mature women on the ground, some throwing stones at him, and some throwing fruits at him.

The crazy man just mumbled to himself and refused to come down. Wang Tao pricked up his ears and listened carefully. It turned out that he was saying, "780 points