Chapter 253 (1/1)

On Tianping street, thousands of Ferdinand ”slapped” a pile of papers on his desk, as if it were not a stack of paper, but a pile of charcoal.

He looked at Joe, then at hammer, and then laughed a few times, then turned and left.

”Joke, hammer, old friend, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously Next week No, next month, I'll buy you a drink

Ferdinand ran. He ran away.