C516 An Asset Exchanged for Flesh and Blood

Only this kind of person would hate him and try to beat him with everything he had in the army.

As soon as Xi Muchen's voice came out, the maze echoed, "Zhang Jin, Jiang Mian. Zhang Jin, Jiang Mian..."

"Guess!"

The cold electronic voice was mixed with countless echoes. If Xi Muchen did not pay attention to it at all times and pricked up his ears, he would have missed the voice