"Hey, Master Huan, where are you going?"

Everyone was surprised when they saw it.

It's still early to start the game, what's going on?

"Check your wife!" Yang Huan said with confidence.

Pick up your wife?

Everyone was stunned.

Hamad looks like my God, Master Huan, you are my idol, my target of chasing, how can you do this?

Then, the little prince of the Middle East looked like his faith had completely collapsed, and turned around and put a million pounds in front of Sun Yue.

"I bet on Atletico Madrid!"

It seems that he is trying to turn grief and anger into strength!
Chapter completed!