chapter 53 Chop your hands!

Yu Wenzhe stared at the Mammon with bloodshot eyes, "What, do you have any objections?"

"Haha grass!"

The Mammon of Wealth sneered and cursed, lifted up his long shirt, supported the gaming table with both hands, and stared at Yu Wenzhe with cold eyes: "What a great surname is Yu? Yu Wenzhe! You don't know who you are after riding a horse and drinking two kilograms of fake wine, right?" Shut me down? Ask Eirik Mill if he dares to say this?!"

"Eirik Mill? Are you...