chapter 327 Real rainstorm pear blossoms

Everyone looked towards the shore instantly and found a man in black, still in the posture of throwing a knife! "Wow! Little brother! It's fine if you don't want to buy my watermelon, but why did you take my knife? You are so unreasonable!" A melon farmer staggered over and was about to ask Rasul Dawson for an explanation, but when he saw the densely packed, ferocious-looking people on the beach, he couldn't help swallowing. "Sir, I'm sorry." Rasul Dawson took out a hundred-dollar bill...