บท 1268: 268: China, Ye Zhuo! 3

How did the other party cure him of his poison?

“Who did you say was the person who cured him of his poison? What’s his name?”

Although Father Zhao had said many times that ye Zhuo was very powerful, Mike did not take her to heart.

“Ye Zhuo, Ye Zi’s Ye, beside the word ‘fire’.”

“Got it.”

“Mike...”

Just as Father Zhao was about to say something else, Mike hung up the phone.

On the other side.

Mike put out the cigarette butt in the Ashtray, released the beauty in his arms, lifted the quilt, and walked to the computer desk.

“Dear, what’s Wrong?”The gorgeous woman on the bed looked at Mike’s back in confusion.

He was a man who was in high spirits just a second ago, but after he picked up the phone, he became like this. The gorgeous woman was very confused.

Mike didn’t say anything. He sat down at the computer desk, opened the lid of the laptop with one hand, operated the mouse with one hand, and pressed the keyboard with the other.