This Watch, Rolex?

Ye Feng knew that fat old man.

This person was called Wu Baolai.

According to him, he was a descendant of Wu Sangui.

However, there was no way to verify this matter, so it was all said by him.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if he was the descendant of Wu Sangui, the descendant of a traitor, it didn't seem like there was anything to be proud of.

This person had always been on bad terms with his grandfather in the neighborhood.

In Ye Feng's memory, this person seemed to have fought with his grandfather.

With his grandfather's fierce combat power, if someone had not stopped him that time, the old man would have gone to see Wu Sangui.

Ye Baoguo's face darkened when he heard Wu Baolai's ridicule. "Surname Wu, what are you farting about?"