C323 A Crisp Slap Across the Face
Wu Feng obviously didn't know any of the other nine men who stole the food.
His eyes fell on the leader who looked like a rat. Looking at this man who had such a unique appearance, Wu Feng felt a sense of familiarity in his mind.
"You ten?"
"You're the head, right?"
Walking to the front of the grain stealing team, Wu Feng placed his hands behind his back
