C153 Interrogation

Zhu Ling didn't translate it via divine sense, so Xiao Yang could only scratch his head. He really did look like an idiot.

Three 25s, you shouted a few times, but it didn't work at all.

Dahl saw that he still couldn't communicate with them, so he rolled up his sleeves and raised his white and fat hand in the air. He first pointed at Xiao Yang, then turned the back of his hand