C1501 Kill with a wave of the hand!

Hearing Wu Mazi's somewhat lecturing words, Ye Tian did not say anything. Narrowing his eyes, the corner of his mouth slightly curved up, and he walked over.

Wu Mazi's eyes swept across the people around him, his crew nodded, picked up a dozen or so bottles of water on the table, and threw them in front of Ye Tian.

After a series of consecutive crisp sounds