C1162 Why are you scared?

"You yourself?" Yang Xiaojun asked with some doubt.

Zhao Baokun stood with his hands behind his back, and said bitterly: "I, Zhao Baokun, am clear what kind of material I am. That circle doesn't suit me. The circle looked like a vault of gold, but to me it was the eye of the storm. A moment of carelessness can cause us to be engulfed by the storm! "

"Sigh ?" Yang Xiaojun silently sighed