Five Hundred Dollars to Make My Funeral Full of Mystery?

A man was chasing behind Xiang Yang, selling like crazy. The man: Uncle, if you are willing to pay me five hundred yuan more. I will drive an unlicensed car at your funeral. He was wearing black clothes, black sunglasses, and black wireless headphones. On a sunny day, I will hold a black umbrella. Watch people silently and salute you. Then left silently. " Let everyone suspect that you have a mysterious past! Chen Ming shouted loudly, but Xiang Yang did not look back. Chen Ming was anxious... "Uncle, if it doesn't work out, I'll be paired with four more beauties and weep so hard at your funeral! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.