chapter 72 There are less than a hundred copies of this card in the world!

At this moment, not far from Cairocairo Cock, a voice suddenly sounded. The tone was joking, neither yin nor yang, which was extremely annoying.

Lindsay Broom looked back and saw a young man with oily hair and pink face slowly walking towards her.

This man was in his early twenties and was dressed in brand-name goods. On his deliberately exposed wrist, he wore a watch worth hundreds of thousands. His polished leather shoes complemented his meticulous hair.

Lindsay...