C1765 Trade(1)

"What deal?" Hsiang Yinglong asked instinctively. He looked at his teammates and said, "They..."

Lu Zifeng shook his head. "They are fine. They just need to remove the needles themselves."

Hsiang Yinglong immediately told his companions in English. His companions pulled out the silver needles one by one and immediately raised their guns again.

Hsiang Yinglong shook his head and shouted