C192 How Could He Have Poisoned Me?

The man who came to make trouble was in his forties, and very thick. He had a fiendish look on his face.

Hearing Fu Duoduo's words, he immediately slammed his fist on the table beside him, his eyes staring like copper bells, "My old mother is in her seventies this year, she really likes your family's meat. She wanted me to buy it, but I ended up vomiting and vomiting after eating it