chapter 122 This baseball bat is of poor quality.

Sammy Yare's heart was slightly moved, but he said quickly on his face: "Brother, let's talk it over. I will fully cooperate with you!"

"Swish!" At this moment, a van stopped in front of them, and the voice rang in Sammy Yare's ears again, saying, "Get on!"

Sammy Yare got into the car obediently, and several people ran up after him, with the knife pressed against Sammy Yare's back. One of them sneered and said, "Sure, kid, if you provoke all the top second-generation rich...