Repairer

Su Xiaofan wasn't in a rush to the restroom, but his right eyelid was twitching uncontrollably. The last time he experienced this was when he was eleven years old, in fifth grade. Back then, for an assignment on doing good deeds, Su Xiaofan had insisted on helping an eighty-year-old woman who had just crossed the street. He pushed her back across the road and she fell hard, resulting in a chase from the woman's grandson down three streets. If he hadn't known the area well, he would have definitely gotten a beating.,And even if things got heated, Zheng Dagang wasn't afraid. Don't look at the fierce expressions on these few people's faces, but Zheng Dagang was a local tough guy. He had been running around this antique market since he was wearing diapers. If the other party wanted to be rough, Zheng Dagang would yell and half the stall owners in the market could be called over. These four or five people were really nothing to him.,"West This...this is four, all around" Zheng Dagang didn't reach out to take the receipt. Instead, he used his hand to shield his forehead from the midday sun and glanced at the receipt. At this glance, Zheng Dagang couldn't help but laugh. He just said it, Su Xiaofan, this kid, how could he leave such a handle for others It turned out that he had dug a pit for the other party on the receipt.。