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