C61 Spring Knife

In the next room.

Wang Xiaoliu, who was rushing back, was sitting on the sofa with a troubled expression. He put his hands together and pressed them against his forehead.

Sannbiao and the other middle-aged man stood on both sides of him.

"Sixth Brother, from the looks of it, if you still don't go over, I'm afraid that old woman Lin Family will not let this matter rest." Sannbiao said.

"Yeah