The Fish Belly Can Be Modified with Paper Strips

Genes don't carry the protagonist's fate, no matter who it is, I'm all in! Brother Dafei smoked a disgusting cigarette as soon as he came out of the old-fashioned massage parlor. "The half-packed service we agreed on was taken advantage of by the labor overlord." He touched his pocket, which was missing 300 yuan, and for a moment he didn't pay attention to the dump truck rushing out from the opposite side. The screen switched to Big Fei's straight face, his eyes wide open in horror. Time seemed to have stopped on Big Fei, but the reality was that before he came, he said "fuck it" in a hurry, and he helped the dump truck slow down.