C83 It Hurts a Little Bear with It

The man held Nie Yiyi's waist with one hand and coldly glanced at the trembling He Miao on the ground. His thin lips curled and he took out his phone to make a call. "Shengtian, he said. I'm in an abandoned iron factory in the western suburbs. You bring some medicine that Min Lee bought in Germany. I want the most potent ones. Bring a few more men over! Oh, right. Half an hour later