C518 Wild Forest

"Number Seven Luban, intelligence 250!"

"Chirp chirp, piapiapia!"

The Number Seven Luban appeared. It held a gun in its hand and randomly swept it downwards a few times, causing the trees to break and the grass to lower their heads.

Yu Kuangfeng's forehead heated up. Without saying another word, he ran around this place crazily, and ran very fast