C443 Fresh Blood Kept Spurting Out(5)

"OK! Since you said that I don't know what you want, "What exactly do you want?"

It had been so many years, and neither the soft nor the hard could take down Zhao Jinkun. Hans? Lang Zichao spread out both of his hands. He changed his plan. From Zhao Jinkun's point of view, it should be fine.

In this world, as long as it was something that could be obtained by humans