My Spy Years

The trains were crowded, with many passengers waiting. It was generally difficult for the elderly and weak to get on board.,Cheng Qianfan finally managed to squeeze onto the bus.,He kept an eye on Cheng Qianfan's back as he walked in, making sure there was nothing unusual, while raising his voice and shouting at a passenger with a long face, "I bought a four-dollar silver ticket. At most, I can ride to Father Jinshen!"。