C408 Don't Want to Talk Anymore

In a secret place.

From the gaps between the plants, he stretched out the muzzle of a long spear and aimed in the direction of Qiao Shengyu. He was already aiming for the shot, his rough knuckles almost snapping the trigger, when his companion pressed it and threw the gun aside and gave him the phone: "Mr. Yin wants to talk to you."

"Mr. Yin." He quickly picked up the phone