chapter 67 Good, good, good

Zhong Hui took off his glasses, lifted up the corner of his clothes with one hand and wiped his glasses.

The white eyes turned up and looked at Hardy Wang.

The two men looked at each other.

Xiao Xiangzhu Zhong Hui smiled at Hardy Wang, put on his glasses again, and pointed at a table of antiques, "the ninth childe, I know the rules of the Ten men Guild. You can pick these things as you please, and you can take away whatever you like. "

Hardy...