章 324: Are There Surveillance Cameras?

However, before he could touch Yin Xun, his hand was stopped in midair. The fatty looked up and saw a man who was nearly a head and a half taller than him.

"Who are you? Where did you come from?" the fatty asked unhappily. "Yo, you're dressed like a gigolo. Why is that? Are you planning to save the damsel in distress?"

Just now, when the fatty reached out to grab Yin Xun, Yin Xun was about to dodge when Fang Yao rushed over. Perhaps it was because of her instinctive trust; Yin Xun did not move the moment she saw Fang Yao coming over.

Fang Yao helped her block Fatty's groping hand.

"Do you want the package or not? If you don't want it, then return it. If you still want it, sign for it quickly." Fang Yao was not as patient as Yin Xun. He looked at the man's hand in disgust. It was covered in the oil of the chicken drumstick that he had been holding.