Ye Jiuzhou's face was cold and stern, just about to hang up: "Wrong number.","He can't just leave me!" Yu was out of breath as he said to Jiahao, "Jiahao ge, that bastard probably died on the battlefield. We can't even find his personal information, otherwise we would have divorced him ages ago. And that dead girl is also a troublemaker!",A middle-aged obese man, with three iron chains in his hands, tied to three ferocious Tibetan Mastiffs.。