C182 Encounter Danger
"Boss, I heard you were looking for someone?" Chen Xing walked over and sat down.
It was a middle-aged man who was about fifty years old. He was slightly bald. He sized up Chen Xing and asked, "Where are you from?"
"I came from the north," Chen Xing replied.
"Are you a refugee?" The middle-aged merchant was a little surprised, but he immediately revealed a look of vigilance
