Delivery boy Jiang Mo had a car accident while delivering food.
After waking up, there was something in my mind - [Tianji System].
Count it once, 1,000 yuan. Children and old men are innocent, and the system forces charges.
"Why?" The customer asked.
Jiang Mo didn't bother to explain, so he raised a finger and told the other party what happened in the next five days.
The customer turned pale and obediently paid.
Later, the rich second generation came to him, the policewoman targeted him, and his colleagues wanted to mess with him.
Jiang Mo held the cigarette in his mouth and said lazily: "Get in line, pay, and don't talk nonsense."
Do you think I'm a food delivery guy?
I'm the fortune teller you can't afford to offend.
