C57 One Hundred Thousand

"The right choice, Uncle Zhou, you won't regret it." As Wu Lai said that, he put the nine huge pastes, which were three to four times bigger than normal dog skin pastes, in Zhou Jianguo's words. He took one and went to Zhou Zhiwei's bedside.

"Zhou Zhiwei, one hundred thousand pieces. Don't tear it off just because you can't take it." Wu Lai said faintly