Treasure Eye

"Hey little bro, come on! I haven't eaten in three days!",Though he hesitated a little, Yang Bo didn't look back. He kept moving forward. He was already struggling to save himself, so how could he possibly help others at this time,When he came back, Yang Bo's hands were carrying a lunchbox. He gently placed a box of fried rice in front of the old beggar and didn't speak.。