C605 Miss Fang

A voice came from behind him. It sounded just like Qian Sang Sang's weak and weak hand. He was also deep and quiet, like someone who had been thirsty for a long time and hadn't had any water to drink. Qian Sang Sang frowned as he turned around. He had just knocked on the wall for a long time, yet there was no sound coming from it.

It was probably because there was a mechanism