The formation of the Alliance

The short storm ended.

After Zuo Xiangdong's explanation, everyone finally understood the origin of this little pig.

Li binshou's face looked a little better now, and his eyes were no longer as murderous as before.

"Tsk, what a strange brain!"

Yan beiming stared at the pink little pig and could not help but sigh.

"Mute uncle, help me contact uncle Jin."

&Quot; uncle li, help me contact Meng Jiu and uncle hai. &Quot;

Now that they were done with the trivial matters, Lin Hanxing naturally entered the serious part.

"I want to see them in fifteen minutes."

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15 minutes later, in the living room of the Li family.

The fragrance of the tea lingered.

Lin Hanxing and Lei Xiao changed their clothes and went downstairs. Everyone was already there.

Zhan Nanheng had also come with uncle Jin.

Lin Hanxing's gaze fell on him.

It had been some time since they parted on bad terms. Zhan Nanheng seemed to have settled down and was much more stable.