C548 Not a Man

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hu let out a long sigh of relief. He looked at Zhao Sanjin and wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead. His voice was trembling as he said, "I don't know what else Mr. Zhao needs me to do. "

Zhang Hu finally understood. Since he had decided to board Zhao Sanjin's pirate ship, he had to do his best. Otherwise, if he was indecisive