C28 Millet Wine

"Capture them!"

An explosive cry resounded over the entire abandoned factory. Three human figures were the first to run out from within. A group of people held metal rods as they swiftly chased after them.

However, with their speed, how could they possibly catch up to Ye Qingyao and the other two? Although Ye Feng was too exhausted, he could still quickly throw them off with Ye Meng