Treasure Eye

A shout pulled Yang Bo out of his thoughts, and he hurriedly replied, "Good, I'm coming!",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.。