C799 Born of Death

Zheng Moyan didn't salute at all, he only had a loose canvas bag that he casually slung over his shoulder.

He walked into the villa and suddenly sneezed at the corridor that was filled with warm and cold air.

"Why is the air conditioner so hot? A cold and a hot, are they trying to make me catch a cold? "

He sniffed and closed the door behind him.

Opening the shoe cabinet