My Spy Years

You could hear Liu Ah-da, the wonton seller, arguing with Ma Auntie again.,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!",Ding Naifei broke open a pack of cigarettes, took one herself and offered one to the team leader.。