C3170 This Family Xibei Goods?

The veins on Jiaang Zhaomu's forehead were violently trembling, and his face was twisted. "Find a way to contact them. Hurry up and put out the fire!" His fingertips pressed tightly on his temples, trying to calm his anger.

He never would have thought that there would be such a method.

Fortunately, he had specially sent these people out