He kept an eye on Cheng Qianfan's back as he walked in, making sure there was nothing unusual, while raising his voice and shouting at a passenger with a long face, "I bought a four-dollar silver ticket. At most, I can ride to Father Jinshen!",Lao Liao's nose ached, as if he saw Lao Yao pulling the pin on a grenade and disappearing with the Japanese search party.,“Old Ding, take a look.” With that, he handed the telescope to his deputy, Ding Naifei.。