C33 Three Million I Can Give It to You(1)

"You, you, you, who are you?"

The sudden change caused Dai Youcai's face to turn deathly pale. The fat on his face trembled as he stared at Shen Zhicheng in fear.

"Bodyguard! Bodyguard! Protect... Oh..."

Shen Zhicheng casually picked up a rag hanging by the door, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it out. He accurately and accurately stuffed it into Dai Youcai's mouth like a bolt of lightning