C182 Moses You're a Hooligan

Listen on the phone, Dudu!" Mo Tingxi raised his eyebrows and played with the phone in his hand. He tossed it up, down, up, down again. He didn't care that the phone would fall to the ground if he wasn't careful.

He also raised his wrist from time to time to look at the watch. His sharp lips opened and closed slightly.

"58, 57, 56. . . "When Mo Tingxi counted to thirty-three