Liu Chuang nodded and cursed.

"I knew he was definitely not from Juxia City!"

Since the establishment of God of War Security, the secret order in Juxia City has long been stable, and the three religions and nine streams have been plowed over and over again.

"Brother Chuang, my brothers also found out that there are more than 20 people who have bought black masks like the guy in the Internet cafe~"

Hearing this, someone from Wei Laoqi's group suddenly spoke.

"It seems that this black mask should be the ponyboy who came to explore the road and sell goods~"

"So girly~"

Liu Chuang scolded again.

"Grandpas spent a lot of effort to clean up all this rubbish, but it just popped up again in a few days, and more than 20 families fell into it again. If grandpa finds them, they will all be killed.

It’s useless!”

Xin Zhao wanted to put his legs up on the table, but it was a bit short. He tried hard and then gave up. He thought about it for a moment.

"Chuangzi, I have an idea~ We can use the twenty or so people to fish and spread the word that they need a lot of goods..."

Someone objected.
Chapter completed!