chapter 153 Kill, kill, kill

The yellow-haired man standing on the left in the yard kicked over the dustpan placed in the yard, and the dried soybeans in it were scattered all over the ground. Zhou Biyu frowned, glanced at the three people and said, "Brother Ming, I will pay you the rent in two days. My son is back today, you should go back first, it will be bad if he finds out."

"What's wrong with that? We rented this yard to you. If you can't pay the rent, get out." The man in the middle tilted his head and...