There Are Ten Fights Among Escorts in the World, and I Own Eight Fights!

"A thief, a filthy son of a bitch." "I'm not a thief. You got the wrong person." "You dare to say that this half-face mask is not yours, and the marriage certificate in your hand, how should you explain it?" "So what if it's mine? As for this marriage certificate, it was purely an accident." "Then you are a thief!" "Today is the temple fair in Yuzhou City. There are many people buying masks. Why do you think it's me?" "Because you have the same chin as that pervert." "I am an invincible bodyguard, so don't be presumptuous!" The world is full of wind and rain, the mountains are no more than a thousand feet high, and the sea is no more than a thousand feet deep. Lu Zhe, on the other hand, only accepts money, not fate, and has little ambition. Making money fiercely is the way to go. Lu Zhe carried the Changhe Knife in front of him and had the support of the system behind him. There is no place he can't go in this world. He can only kill through the troubled times with a long sword. Ps: The escort journey is a bit boring. Is it wrong to marry a wife? You thief, take my sword.