The senior brother holding the copper coin raised his hand and was about to strike out, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

"It's broken, I ate something bad!"

Stomach pain is also contagious, and the other three people also bent over one after another, clutching their stomachs and moaning.

"Ouch, ouch!"

The toothache is bearable, but the stomach pain is really terrible.

After a while, four people were lying on the ground, huddled together like cooked prawns.

"Senior brothers, I have something to do today, so I won't accompany you."

"If you still want to talk to me in the future, you are welcome to come to Wang Fu and we will see you there!"

Wang Fu said a word and left.

The four idiots are by no means isolated. There must be others who covet the grass udan.
Chapter completed!